Name: Clint Everman
Gender: Male
Age: 231 (Appears to be in late 30's)
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 210 lbs
Appearance:
Clint is a burly, barrel chested man with quite a bit of facial hair. Don't touch the beard, he's protective of it. Often wears a flight jacket over his pilot's uniform with a large cargo company logo on its back. The logo consists of two Chinese characters and the words Guāng Niǎo Cargo Company in a red circle around them. Patches from various ship manufacturing companies and models adorn the shoulders and chest of the jacket. Clint's particularly proud of the jacket too, so don't touch that either.
Personality: Clint is bold, talkative, and a bit of gear head. He's not well educated on the account of growing up in a cramped space station, but he makes up for it by excelling at what he really likes. He knows ships better than he knows his own left hand, having flown plenty of models and types. He could stand in a space port and tell you the names of every ship coming in and out, as well as how they handle and how far you can push them.
He also speaks with what today we would have called a Southern accent, but in such a far flung future, the accent is usually just called an Orion's Arm accent (since several colonies in that arm of the Milky Way ended up speaking with the accent from centuries of primarily American colonists). Clint is also a very superstitious man. He has a lot of little habits when it comes to flying. Like
insisting that he's got to wear the jacket when he's piloting, always kissing his hand and placing it on the ship before he takes the controls, and blowing some salt onto the pilot's seat of any ship he's going to fly for the first time. The way Clint puts it, "Pilotin' requires two things. Plenty a' skill and even more luck. Even the best ace pilot'll kick the bucket over an unlucky shot or somethin' he didn't see gettin' caught in his engine."
Occupation: O.E.R. Infinity's Embrace Designated Helmsman
Background: Clint has never ever in all his years lived in something that wasn't floating in space. Even after getting the choice to live planetside, Clint's lived too long as a spacer to ever get used to it. He was born on a space station and spent his youth moving from station to ship to station and back to a ship. If there was ever a perfect example for a spacer, Clint would fit the bill like a glove. His father worked as a pilot for a cargo freighter just like
his father and
his father before him. Naturally, Clint fell into the same routine and spent several years working for cargo companies flying cargo from system to system, outrunning pirates and dealing with all the complications of space travel. Unlike his dad, grandaddy, and his grandaddy's grandaddy; Clint eventually stopped working in the cargo business and began training to fly bigger ships. Badder ships. Ships that didn't sputter and cough when you started them. Mostly. He went from outmaneuvering pirates outmaneuvering military destroyers.
While a spacer like him didn't quite fit in with the well educated, elite pilots in his training program (in fact if it wasn't for his record as a reliable pilot even when faced with the threat of piracy, as well as a personal bribe; he wouldn't have been accepted). The fact that spacers tend to have an insane amount of slang for things didn't help either. It still doesn't, but he can't help it. When you spend your life in a cramped box in a vacuum, you get names for a lot of things. Spacer slang can sometimes be hard to decipher for those who don't know it.
Saying, "The oven's gone and we're freeballin' in here. Somebody get the Toaster back on! And check on the AC, it's gettin' hard to breathe," would pretty much be gibberish unless you were a spacer and knew it meant, "The engine's gone down and we've lost the gravity generators. Someone reactive the ship's AI computer. And check on the life support, it's getting hard to breathe." Either way, Clint's use of spacer slang has decreased ever since he became a professional in the O.E.R. While many see him as a very unorthodox and eccentric pilot, he's known throughout the chain of command as reliable and calm under pressure.
Clint's most recent transfer involved moving him to the O.E.R. Infinity's Embrace as its main pilot.
Personal Weapons:
A standard issue O.E.R. personal defense pistol.
His fists.
