Paavo Ilmendil BS, MS, PhD.Eng, PhD.Sc, CISA, PE.
Age: 41 (03/03/2196)
Birthplace: Taulo, Tauron
Second son of the slightly notable Ilmendil family ("Ilmendil Precision Components" or IPC designs and constructs many targeting systems for ground and space weaponry) he enlisted in the Tauron military following his first Doctorate. As with his brothers, military service was seen by the Ilmendil as not only important, but profitable as it helped link the family business into more lucrative contracts. After serving for ten years in various technical and administrative positions, Paavo went reservist to acquire his second doctorate and fully pursue the family business.
His particular specializations were in refining the distance targeting acquisition equipment for both personal and vehicle based weapons, as well as being part of the design teams refining Cylon ocular and secondary target acquisition.
During the initial Cylon uprising he was present as a specific test for pin-point gauss rifling. When the systems were driven haywire by the Cylon intrusion and the test fire, misfired killing many present including Paavo's wife Dr. Claire Ilmendil nee Soloris. Soon realizing that not only were the Cylons in full revolt but that the explosion at the test was not to destroy the facility but to cripple it for easy capture, Paavo was part of the remaining science team that managed to destroy the equipment and server systems on-site. During the initial blast, the firefight and second detonation he was critically wounded and spent the next nine months in intensive care and physical reconstruction. Upon regaining consciousness he came to be informed of the death of his wife at the initial event, the death of his children in the nine months hence (Sauli and Tyna) and the death of a younger brother (Kempi) in the ensuing chaos. Following physical therapy, medical and psychological clearance he was allowed to reactive to full duty and was assigned as an technical officer to fleet command. Following skilled and dedicated work he has requested to be transferred to a front-line unit has been approved as his technical acumen is seen as a benefit in the role of an ECO officer.
Paavo is what you would expect from this level of destruction in a society. He's internally broken and motivated out of a need for vengeance, self loathing and a want to make sure no one else goes through what he has. He is at the bottom of acceptable physical range for his position, his mix of formerly sedentary study, age and injuries requiring him to devote extra time to maintain basic fitness levels. Also were it not for the drastic need for qualified and experienced personnel his mental baggage would likely have weeded him out of the service. Still he is a dedicated, intelligent and skilled officer and approaches most situations with a practiced and examining eye.
In most situations he gives off a very laid back, amicable vibe. Often taking on a more 'uncle' like archetype for younger officers and crew. The type of person whom dresses up for the holidays to help others laugh off their problems or serves as a shoulder for others to cry on. He is also pathologically dedicated to working as he finds that as long as his hands and mind are occupied he can avoid having to deal with the trauma of his past, and the void that is his future.
Standing at one point eight two meters this male cuts a strained academic image. Sporting a beard just shy of being too shaggy for dress code. His hair is also loosely combed enough to probably be a night's sleep away from a reprimand. Shot through with gray showing he's not so much leaning into old age but fallen in it, his black hair is never the less kept compulsively clean as if shower time isn't a habit but a refuge. His easy going friendly face is beset with scars, burn marks and a particularly vicious old cut that bisects his right eye from hairline to jaw. Occasionally it seems he's unable to prevent this particular old wound from forcing his eye to water, often making him look like he's crying. His uniform is what one would expect of an Captain and an ECO. If it were also thrown into a washing machine full of tools and pouches. Somehow managing to not sound like a brass band while he's moving Paavo is clearly used to having whatever he needs on hand when he needs it. Pockets filled with various tools, pouches on his hips and the bulges pants aren't that he's happy to see you. More likely that he's ready to steal your toaster and turn it into something else.. Though it is worth noting his buckles and shoes are shined to a point they'd give a DI a tear of joy.
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2238-01-21 - Tinker Gets To Work
Stirling finds one of the new pilots already hard at work, and they discuss ideas for rescuing their missing people.
Astraea, Stirling, Paavo