Entry #0909178
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Medical Profile - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
Attached File: GA-SF CPT Cordin Saret Medical History; TI Subject #77402 (Saret) Medical History
The subject's medical history has been copied from an Alliance server. Gotta love psychological manipulation. Certainly explains some of the damage we saw while operating on him. It has been attached.
The subject appears to be healing from the surgeries rather well. Most scaring has disappeared with only a few things still obvious. The other medical file attached shows what we did and the prosthesis and cybernetics we placed in/on him. I'll give a short summary of his improvements.
*The cybernetic eye seems to have adapted properly to the subject, working as any normal eye should. However, because of possible issues the 'enhancements' were removed from the eye.
*The cybernetic ear is working properly, giving him a more acute sense of hearing.
*The prosthetic arm has also adapted properly to the subject's nervous system, reacting as any normal arm would do. The prosthetic skin covering has sealed to his arm properly as well, though we seemed to have picked a slightly lighter shade. It should be almost completely unnoticeable to all but the very trained eye. Even his isn't picking it up.
*The prosthetic lung is working fine. We decided to forgo possible enhancements, but he will have an inherent resistance (not immunity) to poisons and gasses.
*The durasteel ribs have grafted properly and are holding as well as, if not better than the real thing.
*The plate in his skull has gone in fine and his skin and hair has even grown back over it, covering the scaring.
*If viewed in complete darkness one might notice that there is a spot on his neck just behind the cybernetic ear that emits a faint blue glow behind the skin. It should be generally unnoticeable and in a few years should disappear completely.
*There are still some signs of scaring from the prosthesis on his chest and around his ear. His head has produced scaring but it is covered by the hair. Gotta love modern skin-grafting.
Cordin is healthy as ever. Give it a few months and he may even show improvement in his physical health. I recommend we continue with his entry.
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Medical Profile - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
Attached File: GA-SF CPT Cordin Saret Medical History; TI Subject #77402 (Saret) Medical History
The subject's medical history has been copied from an Alliance server. Gotta love psychological manipulation. Certainly explains some of the damage we saw while operating on him. It has been attached.
The subject appears to be healing from the surgeries rather well. Most scaring has disappeared with only a few things still obvious. The other medical file attached shows what we did and the prosthesis and cybernetics we placed in/on him. I'll give a short summary of his improvements.
*The cybernetic eye seems to have adapted properly to the subject, working as any normal eye should. However, because of possible issues the 'enhancements' were removed from the eye.
*The cybernetic ear is working properly, giving him a more acute sense of hearing.
*The prosthetic arm has also adapted properly to the subject's nervous system, reacting as any normal arm would do. The prosthetic skin covering has sealed to his arm properly as well, though we seemed to have picked a slightly lighter shade. It should be almost completely unnoticeable to all but the very trained eye. Even his isn't picking it up.
*The prosthetic lung is working fine. We decided to forgo possible enhancements, but he will have an inherent resistance (not immunity) to poisons and gasses.
*The durasteel ribs have grafted properly and are holding as well as, if not better than the real thing.
*The plate in his skull has gone in fine and his skin and hair has even grown back over it, covering the scaring.
*If viewed in complete darkness one might notice that there is a spot on his neck just behind the cybernetic ear that emits a faint blue glow behind the skin. It should be generally unnoticeable and in a few years should disappear completely.
*There are still some signs of scaring from the prosthesis on his chest and around his ear. His head has produced scaring but it is covered by the hair. Gotta love modern skin-grafting.
Cordin is healthy as ever. Give it a few months and he may even show improvement in his physical health. I recommend we continue with his entry.
Entry #0909179
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Psychological Evaluation - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
Subject shows massive improvement. His faculties are all in line. However it would be important to note that while he retains his tough exterior it has actually been strengthened.
CPT Saret seems to suffer from acute PTSD and an temporary but recurrent case of Cotard Delusion (the idea that he is dead, or is a corpse). He can be highly unstable in some situations, acting irrationally and going through bouts of depression and/or anger when introduced to too much stress. He also finds no problem with death of any kind except with his daughter.
He is highly antisocial and doesn't care what other people think in almost any situation, sometimes preferring to isolate himself when not going through bouts of anger. He is also hyper-vigilant and shows signs of paranoia, though I have not been able to extract specifics about his line of thought. Though this could be the result of his time with the GA-SF, it could also be a symptom of the neural damage we were unable to repair.
It may also be nice to know that he is not the most savory of people. When annoyed he becomes, as he puts it, 'a multi-lingual sheb'. His language can be quite colorful, which our enforcers may find amusing. He also despises anyone who sugar coats an issue, preferring others who use the same kind of wording as he. My assistant has even amused him with his feeble and timid attempts at cussing in Huttese.
Finally, he is also somewhat of a latent sadist. He's not against killing others simply because they are "Snarkin' Kath hounds". Although I think he just prefers beating the "space slugs out of them".
Despite his issues I am not going to recommend he would be turned down. I actually recommend hiring him. With the help of medication he may function better but I would also recommend giving him a position that allows him greater chances of isolation in the field. In cases where he would be forced into front-line combat along-side other personnel I would suggest ensuring his closest teammates are expendable.
His isolationism suggests he prefers to work alone, his background and his combat skills suggest he would be good as both an Operative as well as an Enforcer. I will make no suggestions but rather leave this in your discretion. Besides, I think it would be amusing to see him as an Enforcer, purposely killing his own teammates just because they are "Bantha poodo".
Respectively,
The Mortician
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Psychological Evaluation - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
Subject shows massive improvement. His faculties are all in line. However it would be important to note that while he retains his tough exterior it has actually been strengthened.
CPT Saret seems to suffer from acute PTSD and an temporary but recurrent case of Cotard Delusion (the idea that he is dead, or is a corpse). He can be highly unstable in some situations, acting irrationally and going through bouts of depression and/or anger when introduced to too much stress. He also finds no problem with death of any kind except with his daughter.
He is highly antisocial and doesn't care what other people think in almost any situation, sometimes preferring to isolate himself when not going through bouts of anger. He is also hyper-vigilant and shows signs of paranoia, though I have not been able to extract specifics about his line of thought. Though this could be the result of his time with the GA-SF, it could also be a symptom of the neural damage we were unable to repair.
It may also be nice to know that he is not the most savory of people. When annoyed he becomes, as he puts it, 'a multi-lingual sheb'. His language can be quite colorful, which our enforcers may find amusing. He also despises anyone who sugar coats an issue, preferring others who use the same kind of wording as he. My assistant has even amused him with his feeble and timid attempts at cussing in Huttese.
Finally, he is also somewhat of a latent sadist. He's not against killing others simply because they are "Snarkin' Kath hounds". Although I think he just prefers beating the "space slugs out of them".
Despite his issues I am not going to recommend he would be turned down. I actually recommend hiring him. With the help of medication he may function better but I would also recommend giving him a position that allows him greater chances of isolation in the field. In cases where he would be forced into front-line combat along-side other personnel I would suggest ensuring his closest teammates are expendable.
His isolationism suggests he prefers to work alone, his background and his combat skills suggest he would be good as both an Operative as well as an Enforcer. I will make no suggestions but rather leave this in your discretion. Besides, I think it would be amusing to see him as an Enforcer, purposely killing his own teammates just because they are "Bantha poodo".
Respectively,
The Mortician
Entry #0909180
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Combat Evaluation - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
CPT Saret has displayed a lot of improvement. His ability with blasters, explosives, combat flight (including speeders and fighters) have all returned to proper levels. He actually exceeds expectations in both these fields as well as the fields of hand-to-hand combat, sabotage, espionage and counter-intelligence, and weapon/armor maintenance and repair. However, his skill with knives, hacking, slicing, picking locks, and general stealth are at levels comparable to the usual Special Forces operator, with hacking/slicing and picking locks leaving something more to be desired of a possible Operator.
Though he is not particularly dextrose, which I believe he never was, he has excelled in almost every area of combat, including open combat, hand-to-hand, front-line battle simulations, with infiltration scores being both the lowest but better than many in his field.
He is just as capable in foot combat as he is in mounted combat (such as speeder bikes and riding animals) and space combat (such as fighters and personal star ships). He is not just a well-rounded fighter, but an excellent combatant in nearly any field.
Despite the fact that his technological skills are low, CPT Saret can easily take on droids as well as any sentient combatant. This includes most animals. While he is capable of fighting with knives, daggers, and swords it might be best to put him where he can fight open handed as his scores in that situation rival his blaster-related scores.
Blaster combat scenarios show he is a capable marksman, excellent with any kind of assault weapon including heavy blasters, the usual blaster rifle, and blaster carbines, and quite capable with most blaster pistols. His ability with hold-outs, however, leaves something to be desired.
However, I do have to note that his aggressiveness could compromise teammates all the way to amusing episodes of fratricide. (Expect fewer full entries with this batch of hopefulls.) His temper can get the better of him and if he does go through an uncontrolled PTSD 'episode' his own abilities can be severely hampered, threatening both his teammates lives as well as his own.
His teamwork skills also could do with some help, as amusing as it is to see him man-handle, beat, or even kill his own teammates for ignorance, incapability, and just being a plain 'Koochoo'. I would recommend keeping him from anyone we might interrogate lest they incur his wrath by insulting his wife, mother, or daughter. Especially daughter.
Despite his short-coming, CPT Saret's combat scores show that he would be highly capable as both an Operative and an Enforcer. I leave this to your discretion.
Regards,
The Mortician
To: The Director; The XO
CC: Commander Andregaard
From: Dr. Molus Sordin (The Mortician)
Subject: Combat Evaluation - Initiate #77402 (Saret)
CPT Saret has displayed a lot of improvement. His ability with blasters, explosives, combat flight (including speeders and fighters) have all returned to proper levels. He actually exceeds expectations in both these fields as well as the fields of hand-to-hand combat, sabotage, espionage and counter-intelligence, and weapon/armor maintenance and repair. However, his skill with knives, hacking, slicing, picking locks, and general stealth are at levels comparable to the usual Special Forces operator, with hacking/slicing and picking locks leaving something more to be desired of a possible Operator.
Though he is not particularly dextrose, which I believe he never was, he has excelled in almost every area of combat, including open combat, hand-to-hand, front-line battle simulations, with infiltration scores being both the lowest but better than many in his field.
He is just as capable in foot combat as he is in mounted combat (such as speeder bikes and riding animals) and space combat (such as fighters and personal star ships). He is not just a well-rounded fighter, but an excellent combatant in nearly any field.
Despite the fact that his technological skills are low, CPT Saret can easily take on droids as well as any sentient combatant. This includes most animals. While he is capable of fighting with knives, daggers, and swords it might be best to put him where he can fight open handed as his scores in that situation rival his blaster-related scores.
Blaster combat scenarios show he is a capable marksman, excellent with any kind of assault weapon including heavy blasters, the usual blaster rifle, and blaster carbines, and quite capable with most blaster pistols. His ability with hold-outs, however, leaves something to be desired.
However, I do have to note that his aggressiveness could compromise teammates all the way to amusing episodes of fratricide. (Expect fewer full entries with this batch of hopefulls.) His temper can get the better of him and if he does go through an uncontrolled PTSD 'episode' his own abilities can be severely hampered, threatening both his teammates lives as well as his own.
His teamwork skills also could do with some help, as amusing as it is to see him man-handle, beat, or even kill his own teammates for ignorance, incapability, and just being a plain 'Koochoo'. I would recommend keeping him from anyone we might interrogate lest they incur his wrath by insulting his wife, mother, or daughter. Especially daughter.
Despite his short-coming, CPT Saret's combat scores show that he would be highly capable as both an Operative and an Enforcer. I leave this to your discretion.
Regards,
The Mortician
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\\TO: Dron Ghi-Lew (LT. GA-SF, Corruscant)
\\FROM: $@#$%# (Unknown)
\\SUBJECT: Re: You're Alive?
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\I am not who you think I am.
\You don't know me, at least not anymore.
\This I can promise you.
\When you left your Commander for dead you broke your covenant.
\You denied everything.
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\I am not Alliance.
\Not now.
\And I don't have to play by GA rules anymore.
\I have resources available to me and that you could never dream of.
\Don't try to find me.
\Don't try to contact me.
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\I died.
\I died in service for the Alliance.
\I died because of your failure, your mess-up.
\If we ever meet again, I'll be the last thing you ever see.
\And if you lay a hand on my daughter you will never see the light of day again.
\That is not a threat.
\It is a promise.
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Ask anyone who knew me in my unit and they'll tell you I was a pretty good guy, a tough commander, and one hell of a fighter. Ask anyone at a Corruscanti bar and they'll tell you I can drink any of the local peedunky stoopa enough to try me under the table. Ask my daughter and she'll probably tell you I'm an overbearing misery-gut laserbrain and a son of a murglak. You can ask the Director or even some of my new superiors but I couldn't give the backside of a swamp rat what they think of me. But if you ask me I'll tell you I'm dead.
I died three or four years ago. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
I am a born and raised Coruscanti who played soldier in the Galactic Alliance's Special Forces for several decades and ended up a well known tactician thanks to my knowledge on war-related history. I married another Coruscanti woman who happened to be SpecOps and had a child with her who we named Carrie. My wife retired from SpecOps to stay home with our daughter whenever I deployed. Between the two of us we taught Carrie not only to defend herself but to either kick everyone within a parsec into a blackhole, figuratively speaking of course, or sneak past them and frack with all their equipment. I don't know that I'll ever forgive the little gravel maggot for not signing up for the Special Forces when she decided to join the Alliance Army, though she almost made up for it by signing up a couple years after serving with her first unit. But this is about me.
Look, it's not much of a background, but I raised my daughter, watched my wife die, nearly killed one of my men after he beat the snot out of my daughter, which I know I'll never forgive her for, became a wanna-be drunk commander, gave up my most prized possessions to the little brat, and then died not long after she went into the SpecForce. I'll never let those damn technicians and doctors convince me I was brought in on a stretcher with my guts hanging out and brains poking through my head still barely holding on to what was left of my life. I had given it up when one of my own Sergeants betrayed me to save his own scrawny ass in mid-combat. Now I have a life wanting to kill that di'kut, who the idiots in the brass made a lieutenant after that battle.
But now I'm a technologically enhanced, and crutched, fifty some year-old man who works for some star forsaken secretive company called 'The Initiative". They patched me up, downloaded life back into my mostly still squishy brain and heart, and rehabilitated me right back into the bantha poodoo fighting that got me into this situation in the first place. Hopefully this time I don't end up a sorry sack of freg'd sleemo.
I died three or four years ago. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
I am a born and raised Coruscanti who played soldier in the Galactic Alliance's Special Forces for several decades and ended up a well known tactician thanks to my knowledge on war-related history. I married another Coruscanti woman who happened to be SpecOps and had a child with her who we named Carrie. My wife retired from SpecOps to stay home with our daughter whenever I deployed. Between the two of us we taught Carrie not only to defend herself but to either kick everyone within a parsec into a blackhole, figuratively speaking of course, or sneak past them and frack with all their equipment. I don't know that I'll ever forgive the little gravel maggot for not signing up for the Special Forces when she decided to join the Alliance Army, though she almost made up for it by signing up a couple years after serving with her first unit. But this is about me.
Look, it's not much of a background, but I raised my daughter, watched my wife die, nearly killed one of my men after he beat the snot out of my daughter, which I know I'll never forgive her for, became a wanna-be drunk commander, gave up my most prized possessions to the little brat, and then died not long after she went into the SpecForce. I'll never let those damn technicians and doctors convince me I was brought in on a stretcher with my guts hanging out and brains poking through my head still barely holding on to what was left of my life. I had given it up when one of my own Sergeants betrayed me to save his own scrawny ass in mid-combat. Now I have a life wanting to kill that di'kut, who the idiots in the brass made a lieutenant after that battle.
But now I'm a technologically enhanced, and crutched, fifty some year-old man who works for some star forsaken secretive company called 'The Initiative". They patched me up, downloaded life back into my mostly still squishy brain and heart, and rehabilitated me right back into the bantha poodoo fighting that got me into this situation in the first place. Hopefully this time I don't end up a sorry sack of freg'd sleemo.
NAME: Cordin Saret
FACTION: Indie - The Initiative
RANK/ROLE: Enforcer
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 53
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT:
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Peppered
SKIN: White/Tan
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Scaring on many parts of his body from Cybernetic implants.
*STRENGTH: 7
Despite Cordin's age he remains rather fit and strong, still capable of holding his against the soldiers he once commanded in the Galactic Alliance.
*DEXTERITY: 6
Though Cordin is a capable fighter he was never trained to be highly dextrose and agile. He can still outmatch the regular soldier, if only for a short time.
*CONSTITUTION: 7
Cordin has always been able to take a hit or two before going down. But thanks to a few cybernetic enhancements he is still able to take the same damage he could when younger.
*INTELLIGENCE: 7
Cordin somewhat higher intelligence scores than the regular person, but is hardly considered a genius.
*WISDOM: 7
Because of his higher intelligence, Cordin can learn faster and easier than many, and applies those lessons with equal efficiency.
*CHARISMA: 4
Cordin cares little for diplomacy. If he wants to sneak to his objective, he will remain unseen. If he wants to kill, he will. But when feels like being a good boy he'll talk his way out of a problem.
FACTION: Indie - The Initiative
RANK/ROLE: Enforcer
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 53
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT:
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Peppered
SKIN: White/Tan
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Scaring on many parts of his body from Cybernetic implants.
*STRENGTH: 7
Despite Cordin's age he remains rather fit and strong, still capable of holding his against the soldiers he once commanded in the Galactic Alliance.
*DEXTERITY: 6
Though Cordin is a capable fighter he was never trained to be highly dextrose and agile. He can still outmatch the regular soldier, if only for a short time.
*CONSTITUTION: 7
Cordin has always been able to take a hit or two before going down. But thanks to a few cybernetic enhancements he is still able to take the same damage he could when younger.
*INTELLIGENCE: 7
Cordin somewhat higher intelligence scores than the regular person, but is hardly considered a genius.
*WISDOM: 7
Because of his higher intelligence, Cordin can learn faster and easier than many, and applies those lessons with equal efficiency.
*CHARISMA: 4
Cordin cares little for diplomacy. If he wants to sneak to his objective, he will remain unseen. If he wants to kill, he will. But when feels like being a good boy he'll talk his way out of a problem.
*Galactic Basic
Galactic Basic is his first language, one he knows well though he may not typically show it.
*Bocce/Trade Language
Being an ex-GA Special Forces Captain, he knew a number languages that would get him by when everything was unnecessary.
*Huttese
Being an ex-GA Special Forces Captain, he knew a number languages that would get him by when everything was unnecessary.
Galactic Basic is his first language, one he knows well though he may not typically show it.
*Bocce/Trade Language
Being an ex-GA Special Forces Captain, he knew a number languages that would get him by when everything was unnecessary.
*Huttese
Being an ex-GA Special Forces Captain, he knew a number languages that would get him by when everything was unnecessary.
Combat
*Knives/Daggers 6
*Hand-to-Hand 8
*Blasters 8
*Explosives 7
*Swords 5
Stealth
*Combat Stealth 5
*Tracking 6
*Slicing/Picking Locks 5
*Counter-Intelligence/Espionage 7
*Sabotage 7
Technology
*Hacking/Slicing Networks/Systems 5
*Direct Hacking/Slicing Droids 4
Misc.
*Weapons Repair/Maintenance 7
*Armor Repair/Maintenance 7
*Flight (Speeders/Starfighters/Personal Ships/etc.) 7
*Knives/Daggers 6
*Hand-to-Hand 8
*Blasters 8
*Explosives 7
*Swords 5
Stealth
*Combat Stealth 5
*Tracking 6
*Slicing/Picking Locks 5
*Counter-Intelligence/Espionage 7
*Sabotage 7
Technology
*Hacking/Slicing Networks/Systems 5
*Direct Hacking/Slicing Droids 4
Misc.
*Weapons Repair/Maintenance 7
*Armor Repair/Maintenance 7
*Flight (Speeders/Starfighters/Personal Ships/etc.) 7
Initiative Issue Weapons
*Type 3 Flechette Pistol
*Type 2 Blaster Rifle
*Fragmentation Grenades (2)
*Smoke Grenades (2)
*Charged HE bombs (2)
Personal Weapons
*K8 "Katie" Blaster Pistol
*Combat Dagger
*Survival Knife
Misc.
*Datapad
*Holocommunicator
Clothes
*When not in direct combat situations Cording will wear typical clothing of middle-class Corellians with a long brown leather jacket that reaches down to his knees.
*He always has on some style of combat boot and an impact-resistant undershirt.
Prosthetics, Cybernetics, etc.
*Right Cybernetic Eye Replacement
Simply replaces the eye, does not do anything special.
*4 Durasteel Rib Replacements
He can take a few more hits than most his age would be able to thank to this.
*Cybernetic Right Arm
Simply replaces the left arm and is calibrated to react to his overall strength. It does not enhance his strength, merely maintains it.
*Cybernetic Right Ear
Only advantage is the ability to hear at both slightly higher and slightly lower noise levels, giving him slightly more acute. No subsonic noise can be heard and, in most situations, his combat scores would most likely be unaffected were he to retain the ear he lost.
*Durasteel Skull Plate
Replacement for the part of his skull that was blown off on the right side. Makes it harder to blow that part of his head away. Skin and hair has grown back, covering the plate and any scars.
*Cybernetic Right Lung
Calibrated to work with the strength and durability of his left lung, this only maintains his natural endurance without enhancing it.
Reprieve of Normality
Cordin Saret decides to take a look around the station/ship, have a few drinks, and meet new friends. - SocialIn Progress
Though the Heavens Fall
Having been called to meet with the higher-ups, the ex-SF-Captain meets with Initiative Commander and retired SF-Colonel Andregaard to discuss what happened to Cordin. - Social - Completed
Cordin Saret decides to take a look around the station/ship, have a few drinks, and meet new friends. - SocialIn Progress
Though the Heavens Fall
Having been called to meet with the higher-ups, the ex-SF-Captain meets with Initiative Commander and retired SF-Colonel Andregaard to discuss what happened to Cordin. - Social - Completed
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