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01/18/2020 @ 4:25pm

Lieutenant JG Finn Kidane

Name Finn Moshe Kidane

Position Tactical Officer

Rank Lieutenant JG


Character Information

Gender Male
Colony Skoteinos, Sagittaron
Age 25

Physical Appearance

Physical Description Finn is easy on the eyes but not your classically handsome person either. He’d prefer to blend in with the crowd most of the time. The best word to describe him would be, “inoffensive.” He has kind eyes and his body language is a little awkward. It all suggests he’s on the shy side.

Finn is easily picked out from the crowd despite his desires, by his one most obvious physical feature: a mop of curly, dark hair. Much of the time, it looks pretty unruly. He occasionally tries to tame it back into a small stub of a ponytail, especially when he’s attending church. Most of the time he prefers to be clean shaven as well. Finn doesn’t come from hirsute stock, and so it takes him a good week to even get past stubble and even then, it’s pretty patchy.

In build, Finn is about average height, around 5’10,” with a twinkish build somewhere around the standard of a runner. His build is the product of a hard life on a Sagittaron communal ranch. Finn appears to be of a mixed ethnicity; his Grandfather was a dark skinned Virgon who left that colony for a simpler life on Sagittaron.

   

Family

Spouse Bodhi Leuna (Age 26; Sculptor from Picon)
Children None
Other Family Father Ajax Kidane (Age 52; a Farmhand)
Mother Esme Kidane (Age 48; a Clothier)
Sister Fia Kidane (Age 24; Finn’s fraternal twin, a Photographer)

Personality & Traits

General Overview From Sagittaron social mentality, Finn has pulled that doing an honest and ethical job is its own reward. He is guided by his principles over logic, practicality or emotion. The purity of his intentions is more important than rewards- or punishments. In his heart, he is a very honorable man.

Where Finn absolutely breaks from Sagittaron thinking is oppression of free thought, oppression through dogma, oppression through meme or trope or tradition. He is a deeply spiritual person and that is the backbone of his ethics, but he doesn’t accept the baseless ideologies that technology may be evil, or that the Gods have only chosen the strongest to survive. If your life is mediocre, God has made it that way. And that the weak die for a reason. Medicine is fighting a noble battle even if it’s a battle he is not equipped to wage himself. He just can’t bring himself to accept the rest of those things.

In his heart, Finn is a mediator. He desires calm and harmony and only wants to do what he can to help others realize their full potential. He is an idealist. And though he is shy and reserved, when his voice needs to count, he can make it do so- especially in writing, and storytelling. The badness and the evils of the world take a heavy toll on a person like Finn.

Finn needs to show and to know that the world has value. He finds resilience in the faith that people are inherently good and there is always something worth saving. He is an optimist even if his soul may be crushing under the weight of a post-holocaust reality.

Where Finn fails, is also where his strengths go too far. Sometimes he’s too idealistic. He doesn’t just admire people, but sometimes see an idyllic or idolized version of them. They become “perfect.” He’s also too altruistic. If he were to really sit down and contemplate the near-complete loss of everything, then what is there left to save? There are some people who are beyond saving or helping and he just doesn’t give up on that very easily.

Finn is also impractical. In any normal life, he’d be the hunched over writer who foregoes sleeping and eating enough just so he can see through this one idea; so he can perfect this one notion. But in a war, he is slow to recognize his basic needs. He needs sleep. He needs food. He can’t help fighting a war if he can’t think straight and clearly. Yes, he is able to push himself on, but at what cost?

Finally, Finn is a pretty reserved kid. Things that a lot of people do together- especially faith- he prefers to do in private. He’s never been able to completely give himself over to another human being with total trust. He’s not good at talking about his feelings- and not doing these things makes Finn feel an incomplete person. He feels guilt over it.
Ambitions Finn planned to finish out his commission in a few months and then try to return to the writer’s forum on Libris. Once he actually got a published piece of writing, he wanted to ask Bodhi to move in and maybe stick around.
Hobbies & Interests Guitar: Purely a hobby. He’s always loved the sound and has tried to self-teach himself, with limited success. A one-year anniversary present from Bodhi was an acoustic guitar. It came with the agreement that he needed to take actual classes and to “stop torturing Bodhi’s ears.”
Church: Finn is personally religious and follows the religion of the Colonies. His personal patron God is Hermes, though he gives some attention to the Sagittaron patron of Zeus. Finn doesn’t much like communal worship and always sees faith as a deeply personal journey that is different for everyone else.
Jogging: Finn goes for a daily morning jog around the Battlestar to wake up. It’s his version of coffee.
Origami: It started off with napkins. Finn just liked to fold them in weird ways. His mother finally handed him some paper and told him to go crazy. To this day, Finn tends to fold paper when he needs a mindless activity.
Gambling: Not Finn’s best skill. He’s got honest eyes. His bluffing is terrible. But he does it for the camaraderie.
Writing: Finn’s real passion is putting stories to paper (and when he’s got writer’s block, he just folds them into frogs and fish). Finn used to write macabre stories and mysteries. In a way it keeps his mind open to the unorthodox only with a real holocaust going on around him, he doesn’t have much taste for murder. He never felt like he was a very funny person, so comedy is out.
Storytelling: Finn's greater desire to tell stories evolved a desire to write; writing didn't turn into oral storytelling. He has the fondest memories of his Uncle sitting them down in the Winter's long nights, telling them the biblical stories of the Lords of Kobol, the tales of the Gods, the stories of their heroes.

Personal History Finn grew up in a relatively low-tech, agrarian commune with almost textbook Sagittaron thinking toward modern technology, medicine, healthcare, government assistance and definitely a strong aversion to violence.

He is was the four minutes younger child of a set of fraternal twins; his sister Fia came first. Between the two, the classic twin dichotomy of the dominant and the submissive twin rang true: Finn is the quieter, more submissive, more artistic. Unlike typical twins, Fia and Finn wanted to be their own people and quarreled more than cooperated.

Life on Sagittaron, outside of the small town of Skoteinos, was dull drudgery. Finn was up at dawn and in bed by dusk- between then, his day was filled with regular chores and ad hoc needs around the commune.

Finn was a happy child who smiled easily, minded his manners and listened to his elders. He wasn’t chatty and he wasn’t obtrusive with his opinions. He prayed every night and went to church. He could sing the hymns and knew the entries of the holy scriptures before he could count. Where he showed some unusual early talent was in helping plan the day- and he seemed to have a good head for the math involved for helping erect new buildings and barns. And he learned the lay of the land well. Everyone encouraged him to pick up those skills and to eschew the silly, dreamy notions of writing.

Finn points to one day when he was twelve that changed his life. It forced him into examining his principles. He watched the hypocrisy of a group of boys shaming and beating another boy because he was homosexual and how the dogma of the commune didn’t let anyone interfere, because it was the will of the Gods. For the first time he asked how and why?

Then he learned that the boy laid dying in his home from massive brain trauma and no one would lift a finger to help him medically. It would be the will of the Gods if he survived which, he didn’t. Finn couldn’t accept that because he was also starting to become old enough that he could feel the way his feelings were going. Finn learned to be deeply afraid. He opened his ears and listened to how often people panned terrible things happening to others as simply the “will of Zeus” or a similar take.

From then on, Finn struggled to find the idyllic peace around Skoteinos as anything but an illusion. He took to writing and seeing his interest, his parents tried to steer him into service with the Faith. And he did for a while but he always kept some of his writing private. As he wrote, he didn’t so much find these strict adherences in the sacred texts, as they were more generations of Gemenon and Sagittaron scholars interpreting them that way.

Finn had had enough at fourteen and he finally popped off at the Priest who promptly slapped him and called him a Blasphemer. Where was the lack of violence adhered to there? Once it became public knowledge that Finn was slipping, he was increasingly shunned in the commune. He finally had enough, and he ran away. He made it into Skoteinos and from there he bartered as a cargo hand on a ship for the first colony they traded with- in this case, it was cows to Tauron.

For a year, the kid moved around cargo haulers as a strong back, learning how incredibly naïve he was and how big the greater 12 colonies were. He heard stories and the ones that fascinated him the most, he wrote down.

His big mistake was his idealism- and the fact he was just a kid who missed home. And the old saying goes, you can’t go home again. But he tried. He came back a stranger to eyes that looked at him like they knew him, they kept walking. When he went home, his mother answered the door. When he said who he was, she shut the door saying, “My son died almost two years ago.”

A heartbroken Finn stayed in Skoteinos for a week afterward and he honestly contemplated killing himself. If everything he understood was a lie and the people, he loved said he was dead… what’d it matter? It was his sister who appeared in his doorway that changed his course. They’d never got on, they mostly annoyed each other. But Fia suggested he just needed to go. He was an idiot for coming back here. And she reassured them that the family believed he wasn’t really dead. They just didn’t know how to handle what he’d come back to say or do.

Maybe someday, that would change. So, Finn ended up going. He went to Caprica first and found it a lot too alien to his thinking. But there were so many good stories and eye-opening experiences there. Beauty, technology, sex, sensuality, free thought, secular thought all in this throng of strangeness. It was a little much for him after a while and he retreated to Libris to go to school.

But Finn was also fundamentally poor and though a citizen of the 12 Colonies, it turned out that many of them shunned Sagittarons as dangerously backward. Finn tried and succeeded with a small group of friends- mostly artists- that he wasn’t like that. But he was always a little odd. The years pushed into official adulthood and he was released as a ward of the state. But what to do with himself?

Finn chose to give back and he moved into a military program that gave him training, education and later, a hefty credit bank for tuition for school. He went through the Colonial Militia Training Academy for the Colonial Fleet, at the campus based on Picon.

Finn had a hidden skill for hard, detail-oriented work. He was good at remaining calm during drills and could work through the spatial calculations necessary for FTL jumps. He didn’t necessarily love data as a thing, but he was good at working through it. The Academy personnel pushed him inadvertently as well- as what Sagittaron was particularly good at technical expertise and calculations? Well, Finn was. But he had to prove it over and over.

Finn's few forays into piloting beyond being a ship's Tactical Officer was mostly aboard Raptors where he earned the callsign, "Shaman-" evoking both Sagittaron's religious fundamentalism and anti-technological roots.
Service Record 7 BCH: Finn enrolls in the Colonial Militia Training Academy, Picon Campus.
5 BCH: Finn has shown an aptitude for data processing, interpretation and correlation.
3 BCH: Finn graduates from the Colonial Military Academy. He is commissioned an Ensign at a ceremony on Picon.
3 BCH: Finn is assigned to the Apollo-class Corvette Cardia as a Relief Tactical Officer.
1 BCH: Finn is promoted to LTJG as Tactical Officer on the Cardia.
0 BCH: The Cardia is destroyed near Tauron; Finn and a few survivors in escape pods make their way toward Zeus and the mothballed ships there.