Aidan Dunne

### **Additional Gear:**

CBRN kit (chem detector tape, rad detector badges etc), CBRN/HUL attachment for helmet, double edged fighting knife, TACPAD, Norse-styled fighting axe (belt mounted)

## **Physical Description**

When Dunne originally enlisted, he stood at a modest 5'7" and weighing in at a featherweight 150lbs. Years of handling hundred-pound ammunitions, taking apart nuclear warheads for maintenance, and fighting off the enemy in a hardship posting has hardened the man, who now stands at 6'3" and weighs in at 220lbs. While built like a titan, he maintains a thin layer of fat out of habit; his former unit having undergone periods of severe rationing due to severe inclement weather. Following an attempted Innie raid on the facility he was posted to in 2543, he lost the use of his left eye due to shrapnel, which he now covers with an eyepatch. Dunne has dark brown hair that is kept close cropped to his skull and is always cleanly shaven. He sports a traditional Irish tattoo of the triskele on his left shoulder blade as well as Irish Ogham runes along his spine, and the words "Sierra Actual" as a scroll on his right deltoid, the name of his crew in his former unit, beneath the Helljumper skull with an eyepatch over the left eye socket, placed before a ball of ice shards, the unofficial emblem of his crew, designed by them to reflect their leader and the grounds of their posting, the lack of the SOEIV done as a nod to the fact they were ODSTs with no combat deployment. They were meant to 'earn their pod', only getting the tattoo after surviving their first combat drop.

## **Personality Description**

Dunne has been described by his comrades and subordinates as a stoic and resolute individual who worked his men hard but not unreasonably. A firm believer in fair work and fair play, he has been known to give his personnel 'unofficial' time off when ahead of schedule. He maintains close friendships with his fellow Sergeants whom he served alongside with even after his last unit was scrapped and absorbed into larger forces, meeting with them whenever their schedules lined up, going out for drinks and visiting the gun range. In combat, Dunne has always been described as 'ice cold' and 'mission focused'. During his posting to [UNIT REDACTED] wherein he maintained the readiness for the UNSC to deploy weapons of mass destruction against Insurrectionist forces, he and his men suffered repeated attack by covert Insurrectionist strike forces seeking to turn the UNSC's weapons against them. Declassified personnel recounts describe Sgt. Dunne preferring to fight with his knife, inflicting more-than-grievous harm on the enemy in a bloodthirsty manner, but never expressing more than a neutral expression. Dunne treats his personnel equally regardless of sex, race, religion or planet of origin. Dunne commonly refers to his female subordinates and colleagues as 'females', knowing that using 'women' or 'ladies' would be insulting to the hardened Special Warfare soldiers. Unlike other SNCO careerists, Dunne has always sought the security of his soldiers' welfare.

## **Biography**

Dunne was the child of an abusive alcoholic of a father and a neglectful mother who often spoke ill of her own son. After an abusive episode at age seven, Dunne ran away from home and hid in his school's gymnasium. A police officer who responded to the break-in alarm found the bloodied boy, deciding to do away with protocol and instead showing the boy a place he could truly call home. He was adopted, or rather, bought over by Col. William A. Dunne, the Dark Titan of Special Forces, Commanding Officer of the 7th Taskforce, an ODST outfit tasked with sowing discord within Innie-controlled space. His birth name was forgotten, and he was christened Aidan Dunne, calling William Dunne his true Father. Raised in the traditional folk Irish religion, his teenage years were filled with coming-of-age rituals, prayers in Gaelic, offerings to the Gods, things that would stick with him for life. Dunne grew up shooting rifles, hunting with bow and arrow, bushcraft, and working with a knife - skills that would serve him throughout his life. He had many brothers and sisters in his Family, of every creed and race and origin, and that was his norm. Dunne enlisted at age seventeen as an alternative to being tried as an adult for assaulting a police officer for attempting to rape his sister. After Basic, he attended Special Weapons AIT, and graduated as a PFC at the top of his class. From there, he was posted to [UNIT REDACTED], on [LOCATION REDACTED], a hardship posting guarding, storing and maintaining chemical and nuclear weapons. Dunne served as NCOIC of the site from 2545 to 2549, when the site was shut down and resources were reallocated to combat the Covenant. Two years into his service, the Special Weapons personnel of his unit were all retrained as ODSTs, in the interest of rapid deployment on fringe worlds. They were trained alongside the Helljumpers on Reach, before its fall. During his six years serving as a Special Warfare Specialist, he repelled countless attempted Innie raids, fighting off the enemy in close-quarters, often with little more than his knife. Dunne and his team was not awarded for any of their actions despite the valor displayed in the face of extremely unfavorable odds due to the secrecy of the Special Weapons program. From 2549 to current, Dunne has served as attaché to many Asset Retrieval Teams, sole purpose being to secure nonconventional weapons from worlds lost to the Covenant, where possible. Dunne holds an extreme hatred for both the Covenant and the Insurrectionists, the former as he spent years hearing about their atrocities, only followed by years more picking up the pieces after their relentless attacks, and the latter for the threat they posed to his friends, his closest companions. And for those who fell by their hand. Dunne is functionally asexual currently.