Post by Pinkie on Jul 27, 2007 23:24:45 GMT
Name: Second Lieutenant Katee Thrace
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Appearance: 5'6" and lean. Katee has blonde/brown hair and hazel colored eyes. There is nothing girly about this girl however. Her body is well toned and she keeps it so with constant rigorous exercise and a personality that keeps her on the move at all times. Katee has a tom boy look about her, all semblance of femininity overshadowed by her boyish grin and disguised behind her unkempt blonde locks of hair.
Personality:
Katee s a passionate tomboy figure, a loner with a rebellious and outspoken personality who isn't afraid of confrontation. Indeed, it is just these qualities that have gotten her in trouble. She doesn't QUITE have an authority issue but she does demand respect from authority figures, be they male or female. Has been known to get into fights with those of her rank and has been lucky to not get into too much trouble over quarrels that she has had with senior officers too.
Katee is one of the best fighter pilots of the new school. She is more than capable in the cockpit, always looking for something bigger better and more complicated to put her hand to, and can put her talents to anything mechanical. She doesn't understand how the things work, but she can make them work nonetheless. Loves her guns, booze and cigars. She is a smoker and saves the cigars for special occassions.
This girl also struggles with her emotions on a regular basis. She doesn't deal with upsetting situations well at all, tending to resort to booze and fighting as opposed to talking about her true feelings. She rarely lets her guard down and always seems to face fear head on, almost to the point of being reckless. Along with this point of her character, it must be said that she never shirks responsibility or runs away from her mistakes.
Katee is respected and admired by most in the SGC for her abilities with things mechanical and vehicular, but she is still a loner, having no real friends and letting few people into her heart and mind. Also, due to her big mouth, some people find her a little offensive, a little too confrontational - but that is not something that Katee really cares about -- appearances.
Job Description: Member of SG2 under Col. West. Mainly a fighting kind of girl, has no interest in archaeology and things with historical value.
Race: Human
Homeworld: Earth
History:
Katee is a military brat. Her father was a Major General in the Marine Corps, her three older brothers are all ranking officers in either the Army or Marine Corps and her younger brother is currently in training with the Air Force. She was brought up in the southern states of the USA but has no real ties to home at all. She is a bit of a loose canon in her family for following in the footsteps of all the men. Had a reputation at school as a bully when in fact it was her who was bullied.
During her Air Force training, Katee got into a squabble with some guys at a bar and when it moved outside, her fiance was shot by one of the other men there. She blames herself for the incident because she had been drunk and encouraged the other two soldiers into a fight without realising that one of them was armed.
She was joined up to the SGC by pure fluke. Her ability in the cockpit was becoming reknowned in all the right circles and the fact that she had little to do with her family, she was put on a list of people to consider for Top Secret Projects -- including the SGC.
When a member of SG2 was killed, she was upped up the list of names due to her good behaviour and positive contribution and abilities to the SGC up until then.
She has a deep respect for her team leader, West, and an affectionate brother/sister relationship with Kawalsky. She has clashed heads a little with the new second on the team, Lake ---
-- Own Character --
OOC Name: Pinkie
Sample Post:
Thrace was grouchy. Not only was it morning but she was:
1) hungover
2) awake
3) hurting ALL over
& 4) still on base and not waking up with some hunky guy she picked up with the night before when she was making her hangover.
Glowering at the serving girl, she rolled her hazel eyes and walked over to a table, away way into the corner, glaring daggers at the porridge in her bowl. Placing her elbows on the table proved a BAAAAAAAAAD idea seeing as they were cut up so badly from last night's action. Oh boy that had been fun!
The Lieutenant gave a reminscent smile, regretting it instantly as her wounded lip smarted at the feel of it.
All in all, she wasn't looking too bad. A couple of small cuts, namely on her lip, chin and forhead, elbows and one on her hip, a few bruises - forehead knees and elbows, BIG one on her forehead- she looked pretty alright. Her blonde hair was dark with water from her shower, and she was wearing her fatigue pants and black vest, jacket now hanging over the back of her
