Koveleski, C.

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Koveleski, C
Veteran Member
Posts: 46
Joined: Jul 02, 2011, 7:20 AM
Rank: Corporal
Status: Healthy
Billet: Squad Leader
1st Section, 2nd Squad
Injuries: No injuries
Weapons: M41AE3 Heavy Pulse Rifle (3 Boxes)
M4A3 Pistol (4 mags)
Designation: Smartgunner

Koveleski, C.

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Name: Christopher Thomas Koveleski
Sex: Male
Age: 22
Date of Birth: July 16, 2221
Race: Caucasian
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 168lbs
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Medical Record:
Seasonal Allergies

Physical Appearance:
Chris stands slightly taller then the average individual with a slim build. He has what would be considered an average appearance for a male around his age and would probably be overlooked in a crowd. An athlete for almost all of his life he is in better physical shape then most but he is no gym-rat nor is he as top heavy as some other marines. He keeps the standard marine high-and-tight hair cut paired with a pair of dark green eyes that hide nothing form anyone. Despite shaving frequently he tends to have a slight scruff to his chin, cheeks and upper lip that he has come to like and tries to maintain.

Personality:
Chris is an optimistic realist who is extremely confident in himself and his abilities. This is paired with the fact that he is polite and supportive of other people trying his hardest to help in any way that he can. He is almost always the first to volunteer and eager to let his hard work do his talking while being slightly over competitive. While generally somewhat soft spoken when with people he knows well he opens up and let's his quick wit's and somewhat sarcastic side shine. He's learned that always being in a good mood and staying positive boosts morale and makes him easily approachable. As well his hard work ethic and willingness to work hard and do the job right has proven him to be dependable. He tends to be well received and falls into most leadership roles without asking or trying because of these qualities.

Background:
Chris was born to a small family of four on an inner colony composed of mostly farms with a decent educational system. His whole life he lived to make his parents happy by doing well in sports despite having little interest in classes. He had a hard time focusing in school because the activities were not hands-on enough for him. It was because of this that he always seemed to be slightly reserved and held back. While in school he had a small group of tight friends who tended to stay out of trouble and all worked hard on their extra-curricular activities.

In his junior year of high school he was elected captain of his varsity lacrosse team as well as a section leader and officer in the school's marching band. Despite still being an average student these were his proudest moments. It was because of this that he started to come out of his shell more and proved to be a natural leader. He had a way of pushing hard but never asking anyone to do something that he would not. In his senior year his lacrosse team won the title for their league and the marching band scored the winning marks in their final competition. These two things gave him one of the biggest adrenaline rushes he could have ever received.

In college he continued to play collegiate lacrosse and picked up volley ball and cross country track and intramural sports. He loved the thrill of the competition and the feeling of winning. Though the entire time he didn't quite enjoy classes quite as much as his mother had promised him he would. After two years of school he dropped out deciding that it wasn't quite his thing. Upon his first day home working for his father he saw a recruiting advertisement for the Colonial Marines. This immediately piqued his interest and he began investigating this career. After a short time he'd visited recruiters and moved on to sign up to be a part of their 'team.' He was twenty years old and off to basic to try his hand at being a marine.

Example Post:
"Hovencamp, Panza and Koveleski watch those fields of fire and stay alert we don't want to get caught in an ambush."

The Sergeant said as they moved down a road amongst 'blown out' cars. The training exercise was to simulate a civil war on a colony. The Colonial Marines had been called in to help the government not be overthrown by another more violent party. They were en-route to the presidents mansion to evacuate him and his family.

"Yes Sergeant."

They said in unison. The air was hot and dry causing Chris to sweat as he usually did in high levels of heat. Chris was hefting the M41AE3 he'd come to respect the more he used it in weather like this. He moved toward the front of the formation as the marines tried to keep cover and spacing with all destroyed cars. 'Good god this sucks' He though as he checked windows and roofs as they moved. He continued to wait for something to happen. The three mile movement came to a halt at the back wall of the mansion and to Chris' brief relief was uneventful despite the noises being played on speakers to simulate the sounds of a war-torn nation.

Some of the smaller marines were helped up to the top of the wall so that they could team lift the others up as well. Chris went up and over toward the beginning and just as he landed the sergeant hit the top of the wall. Immediately shots rang out and the sergeant toppled back over the wall. Chris' mind started to move before he did seeing the five others with him.

"Where'd that shot come from, O'Niel did you get eyes on that?"

He asked as he scanned the windows on the building.

"Yeah south-east corner top window but they bugged out after the shots."

Was the cool response form their corpsman.

"Alright on me we need to secure the target and get the president out of here now."

Chris said as they made their way over to the back door and fell into a breaching formation.

"Carillo blow the door in ten seconds."

He said as he readied a flash bang and Craillo set up the small breaching charge. The small blast wasn't too much of a shock but it was something Chris was still getting used to. He threw the flash bang and waited to hear the deafening explosion to follow.

"Bang out!"

He yelled as he threw it. The action stopped as soon as it started. They'd entered a large living room where the enemy soldiers had appeared to have set up a common sleep chamber. Seeing that there were more contacts on the right then the left Chris moved to the right engaging targets with firearms. The presidents guards knew the plan of extraction and these men were in military uniform of the hostile army. Chris felt the recoil of his weapon and his heart pounding but not much else.

"Clear!"

He yelled as the others did the same. They continued through the house until they came to the master bedroom with the door shut. This was where they'd be held captive.

"Hove on the door, breach it and bang it let's go."

Chris said as he fell fourth in line of six. The sound of the breach and flash bang going off was worse in this small space then it was down stairs. Chris did the best to not let it affect him. He pushed hard with the balls of his feet and came into the room gun up. There was one man with a sidearm to the side of the presidents head while the others were duct-taped and hooded. Someone commented that it was a six on one and that he should surrender now. The man started yelling gibberish at them as if it were a foreign language. Chris glanced over at Hovencamp who had the clearest shot. His friend had picked up the signal and fired one shot that hit the mark exactly. They all rushed in to secure the packages so that they could evac as soon as possible.
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