Rickie Daniel Connery

[Rickie Connery]

Suspect: CONNERY, RICKIE DANIEL
WARNING: This suspect is considered jumpy and good with bandages.

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Basic Stats:

Name: Rickie Daniel Connery.

Known Aliases: Rick.

Gender: Male.

Age: 25th April 1900, 27 years of age.

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Nationality: Irish-American



Physical Description:

Mug shot: Shane Taylor.

Height: 6’4”

Build: Muscular and athletic.

Hair Colour: Black.

Eye Colour: Dark Blue.

Known Disguises: Rickie isn’t really fussy when it comes to what he wears. If it’s cold he’ll wear a jumper, if it’s warm he won’t. Doesn’t matter to him what the jumper looks like, he’ll wear it. The same applies to trousers, shoes and any other article of clothing. Though he does have some self-respect. He won’t wear clashing colours or anything that went out of style a long time ago. He does tend to favour a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, loose red tie and dark trousers paired with brown leather shoes.

Distinguishing Marks: Rickie’s height for one thing, when you’re 6ft 4 you tend to stand out in a crowd. It’s a trait that runs in his family, his older brother Adrian is rather tall but Rickie’s got a full two inches on him which he often gloated about when the pair were younger.

He has a few scars scattered all over his body, one of the many souvenirs he received from working in active warzones. He has a penetrative shrapnel stab wound on his left shoulder just below the collar bone and several deep scars on other places from the same blast.



Psychological Report:

DIAGNOSIS: Shell Shock, approach slowly and calmly.

Self Image: Before going to war Rickie was happy with himself on the verge of being cocky. He liked the way he looked, the way he dressed, his personality and the way he dealt with problems and conflict. He was comfortable in his skin and very sure of himself.

Since returning from battle things have started to change in his mind. When he looks in the mirror he sees what he used to be. Young and innocent in the world. Now he’s a little less full of himself after seeing the closest thing to hell on earth.

To the Outward Eye: Sociable but quiet. Rickie likes to surround himself with people but once they start hanging around him he only speaks when spoken to and tends to stare off into the distance a lot. He can also come off as moody and standoffish at times.

Social Status: Tries to have as many friends as he can but somehow manages to isolate himself from others. Rickie has no one but himself to blame for it. He’s friendly when he wants to be but tends to withdraw from the world, only speaking when spoken to, only going somewhere except the bar when invited, etcetera.

Religion: Used to be Roman Catholic until war destroyed all belief in that. Atheist.

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.

Fears: Death, war, loud noises, his memories.

Quirks/Habits:

• Always looks over his shoulder once every 10 minutes when walking.
  
• Pauses in the middle of sentences.
  
• Says ‘the bees knees’ a lot.
  
• Tends to jump at his own shadow.
  
• Can sleep anywhere, anyway.
  
• Rubs a hand over his face when stressed.
  
• Runs a hand through his hair when bored.

Likes: His cat, being around people, women, peanut butter, helping people, kids, the cold, snow, cigarettes, card games.

Dislikes: His memories, alcohol, his brother, water, loud noises like cracks or bangs, jokes about war or death, people who think he needs fixing, being asked about his past, cars.

Detailed Report: Rickie has always been good with accepting authority and following orders. This made him a prime example of a soldier. He is loyal and devoted to the people who are in his good graces but it is reported that his loyalty is something that must be worked for and is hard to obtain. He is someone who was ambitious and motivated in whatever he did but wasn’t afraid to lie or manipulate to get what he wanted or something done. His commanding officers commented that he showed vast amounts of compassion towards the wounded or dead and was courageous in his efforts to treat them. He was also very decisive and tended to stick with whatever decision he made no matter what it was.

Subject today appears very cold and aloof from the people and world around him. He hardly talks and is very guarded and secretive. He, like his brother, struggles with his temper but more so than Adrian. When crossed, he can be quite malicious and deals what he deems as adequate retribution on the person that crossed him. He exhibits no trust in life and has been heard to say he no longer believes in God or salvation.

Other: Rickie suffers from Shell Shock, or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Symptoms include:
Re-experiencing the traumatic event

• Intrusive, upsetting memories of the event
  
• Flashbacks (acting or feeling like the event is happening again)
  
• Nightmares (either of the event or of other frightening things)
  
• Feelings of intense distress when reminded of the trauma
  
• Intense physical reactions to reminders of the event (e.g. pounding heart, rapid breathing, nausea, muscle tension, sweating)

PTSD symptoms of avoidance and emotional numbing

• Avoiding activities, places, thoughts, or feelings that remind you of the trauma
  
• Inability to remember important aspects of the trauma
  
• Loss of interest in activities and life in general
  
• Feeling detached from others and emotionally numb
  
• Sense of a limited future (you don’t expect to live a normal life span, get married, have a career)

PTSD symptoms of increased arousal

• Difficulty falling or staying asleep
  
• Irritability or outbursts of anger
  
• Difficulty concentrating
  
• Hypervigilance (on constant “red alert”)
  
• Feeling jumpy and easily startled
  Other common symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder
  
• Anger and irritability
  
• Guilt, shame, or self-blame
  
• Substance abuse
  
• Depression and hopelessness
  
• Suicidal thoughts and feelings
  
• Feeling alienated and alone
  
• Feelings of mistrust and betrayal
  
• Headaches, stomach problems, chest pain

Additional Information:

Occupation: Speakeasy Barkeep

Socioeconomic Status: Working Class

Education: Good. Attended high class private schools.

Weapon of Choice: Carries around a medic's bag filled with supplies such as bandages and syrettes of morphine.

Car/Vehicle/Mode of Transport: Walks/Public transport.

Special Skills: Can patch up wounds, even if he does a rough job it can still be enough to save someone’s life. Is good at cards and is skilled with his hands with a gentle touch.

Languages Spoken: English, a little Gaelic. Has the smallest of Irish accents, is mainly Americanised.



Known Accomplices:

Blood Relatives:
Mother: Heather Louise Connery (nee O’Keefe), 46, deceased.
Father: David Carwood Connery, 48, deceased.
Brother: Adrian Zachariah Connery (refer to police file 76291; CONNERY, ADRIAN ZACHARIAH), 28, detective with the SLMPD.

Romantic Partner: N/A.

Other:
Silas Moran (army).
Abraham Grey (army).
Edward Heatley (acquaintance).
Cassandra Sanford (acquaintance).
The Still Water Gang.

Pets:

Muck the mixed kitten. Barely 8 weeks old, Muck already thinks he rules the roost. Courageous, the kitten will often chase or attack things twice his size. He can often be seen escaping wherever Rickie lives to run up and down the street chasing birds, bugs, people, dogs, cars, you name it Muck will chase it.

He is also a very crafty cat, no matter what Rickie does to try and prevent his escape he’ll still manage to get out somehow. The kitten also has a thing about collars and has managed to wriggle out of every single one Rickie has put around his neck to date.

Although cheeky, crafty and demanding, Muck is a very affectionate cat, especially when he wants something. There’s nothing more the cat likes to do than curl up in Rickie’s lap. Can also often be found snoozing in one of Rickie’s jacket pockets while the man’s out and about.



Past Offences:

Birth Place: Dublin, Ireland, U.K.

History: Born to Heather and David Connery in the Spring of 1900, Rickie was born after a hard and long labour. His hips were out of alignment but a brace soon fixed that. Aside from the hips he was relatively healthy and grew up strong but seemed to get sicker a lot easier than other children his age. He spent most of his early years home in bed sick with something instead of out playing with other children. This caused a lack in development in social skills and meant he had to be stuck with Adrian a lot of the time, a fact he was less than impressed about.

Adrian was an overbearing and overprotective brother and that only got worse when Rickie was six years old. The family packed up and moved across the ocean to St. Louis Missouri, U.S.A. Adrian thought because they were in a new place that it meant Rickie needed even more babying and protecting then before. This caused a few problems for Rickie at school but they soon resolved themselves. Finally Rickie began to fit in and made friends but his world came crashing down when he was 15. His parents were killed in a car accident and he stuck alone, with Adrian.

The years that followed were turbulent and filled with rumours of a great war overseas. In 1917 Rickie went to war illegally as a 17 year old. He was deemed to be a medic which meant he was never to pick up or fire a weapon in combat. He was placed in 1st Platoon, D ‘Dog’ Company, 7th Machine Gun Battalion, 38th Regiment of the 3rd Infantry Division in Fort Stewart, Georgia alongside Corporal Abraham Grey and under the leadership of soon to be Captain Silas Moran. Technical Sergeant 5th Grade, Medical Detachment Rickie Connery was sent to serve on the banks of the Marne River, France to protect Paris from the onslaught of the advancing German army.

It was in one of the fiercest battles there that Rickie was almost killed while treating a wounded soldier. He received serious injuries from an artillery burst, deep shrapnel wounds on a good part of his body with fragments still under the skin. The blast left him in hospital for almost a year in enormous amounts of pain.

War left not only left Rickie’s body battered but his mental state as well. On his final medical exam it was determined that he had suffered shell shock. He was honourably discharged with nothing but scars, a purple heart and a bronze star medals to show what he had been through. Unable to hold any form of legal job and bitter for it, he tracked down old army buddy Abraham Grey who set him up with the job of bartender in one of the Still Water Gang’s many speakeasies.

RP Sample:

Rickie was oblivious to everything but the job at hand. He couldn’t be worrying about his safety when there was someone in more danger then he was a fact that, in reality, was definitely not true. He shrugged off Cassie’s hand on his arm, her words barely registering. He’d been told not to go to a patient before but he hadn’t listened, not once. It was his job not to listen; by listening to the warnings of others he risked the lives of the wounded.

Again he ignored the man’s call for him to stop, another thing Rickie had heard before. Men as badly wounded as the one before him generally didn’t want anyone to see them in the states they were forced to be in. It was never their choice or their fault but for some reason the men Rickie had seen were almost embarrassed to be seen injured and weak. It was a feeling he could relate to, he himself had almost been killed and put in hospital for several months from a shell blast. The bigger scars on his body almost never saw the light of day but the pale pink of new flesh on his neck stood painfully out as he moved steadily towards Dacian.

Rickie went to remove his helmet but found he’d lost it. The lack of protective headwear was dangerous; it wouldn’t take long before a sniper picked him off, regardless of the Red Cross on his arm. Quickly he unfurled two rolls of field dressings, burn gauze and placed the stuff on the... bed?

The shift between flashback and reality left Rickie disorientated for a moment before the sense of duty that had been drilled into the man took over. It would help if the man was sitting but standing would do. Rickie looked into the face of the injured man and saw something new, something sinister in his eyes but he ignored it. Rickie’s better judgement and sense of self-preservation had already been proven to be practically non-existent.

From ’Personal Demon’ on Salvio Hexia.

Suspect Affiliation:
Out of Character Information[/b]

Name: Caity

Age: 16

Other Characters: Adrian Connery, Ed Heatley, Scott Kovac.[/font][/font]