| Staff Sergeant Ekho Lee Inoue |
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| Linda Bella as Ekho Lee Inoue |
| Alias: |
Eli, Able Three-Two Actual |
| Age: |
29 (26 Jul 2012) |
| Features: |
Brunette, blue eyes. |
| Colony: |
Canceron*/Caprica |
| Rank: |
Staff Sergeant |
| Department: |
Marines |
| Position: |
Military Police |
Today I am fortunate to have woken up, I am alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it.
— H. H. the 14th Dalai Lama
Background
An MP on her last cruise before her requested shore duty reassignment (until Warday blew that all to Hades), Eli is a cop's cop. She doesn't bother with the posturing most women seem prone to when they find themselves working in a man's world, she simply does the job, come what may. She gives one hundred percent and expects the same in return. Something that tends to take people by surprise, given that she started her career in the Colonial Marines as Long-Range Force Recon. But she seems to have weathered the transition from an 'active' MOS to a more 'passive' one in an easy stride.
'All I ever wanted to be was a Marine.'…Anyone who tells you that is selling you something. No one becomes a Marine because it's their heart's desire. And if someone actually believes they mean that…ask them how they felt after they were dropped off to basic and found out that the myth of the Marines is about 180 degrees away from what you see in movies, on television and the blurbs you read in the news. Ask them after a few weeks in blood and mud and shit, if it's still the only thing they want to do. Or…if, like most of us who made it out of the shit of Canceron, it was better than the alternative. Unlike most of the Cancerons I've met in my time in service, I have no loyalty to that place. I've no idea who I came from or where, and I never wanted to know. All I knew is that seventeen couldn't come soon enough to get me out of government care. I got the hell off that rock, got rid of the accent, the hair the clothes, everything that used to be the person I was. There's a trick, to learning to blend in, and it wasn't just the marines that taught me that. And it wasn't just in the marines that I learned to use it. But I suppose I did take some of the place I was from with me. If I was going to be a Marine, I was going to be the most front-forward Marine I could be. And that meant Long-Range Force Recon. Get in deep, gather intel, get the hell out again. Green and black ops, though mostly green. You know, there's nothing quite like striking the enemy in places they would never imagine. making sure they know the world is never going to be as safe as they think it is. And I enjoyed it, despite the hours, and the conditions and the relentless distance from anything that could be considered home. Would have happily spent my life doing it, well, until I couldn't anymore. But there's a reason they call accidents, well…you get the idea. Two weeks of liberty, and two months later…blue. Really blue. Oops. Even after the second test. And it's funny, but I never really thought about what it meant to be a mother…not the entire time I was pregnant. I was too busy trying to find a new MOS. A way to keep my job and not end up as some silver-spooned officer's yeoman. So there I was, almost nine years into service, and I was going back to school. The Marine version of police academy. Could have aborted, I suppose, but I saw enough of those when I was on Canceron. And I don't mean the ones that ended up in the bottom of the operating table sink. I mean the ones that were thrown away, sent to live in foster homes and group living. I hadn't wanted to bring a life into the world, but I damned sure wasn't going to throw one away now that it was here. So I did what I had to do. And when he came into the world, he made all of the changes worth it. And I did it. Even managed a posting on the Cerberus, just one last cruise, enough to get me to shore duty, where we could be together all of the time, not just when I was home, and he didn't need to stay with the closest thing I had to family, Jade. Who made it out the same way I did….but bless the girl, she did go for Yeoman. And now the cylons have come, and I may never see him again. But there is still hope. I have to believe that. And whatever I have to do, whatever price I have to pay…I pay it gladly.
Immediate Family
- Jakob Benn Inoue - Son, aged 3 at Warday. - Missing on Caprica.
Service Jacket
Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on earth.
— Muhammad Ali
Physical Features
Tall, for a woman, at 5'9" in her bared feet. Slender build, and lightly coloured skin. Offset by naturally dark brown hair, usually held back in a braid and deep blue eyes. The laugh lines are missing from her eyes, from the curves around her mouth, but there's a hint, a sense that they could be there, like the promise of emotion on a normally still countenance.
Ekho is dressed in Colonial Marine fatigues. The light brown shirt is tucked into matching trousers, with a subdued black web belt around the waist. The trousers are in turn bloused into black combat boots. A softer, darker brown fabric decorates the shoulders of the shirt, and the buttons up the center are hidden by a flap. Black quick clips, rather than buttons, secure two large pockets on the front of the shirt. On her left sleeve is the black, gold and white Battlestar Cerberus patch. The pins on her collar show a rank of Staff Sgt.
This Colonial Marine wears a black brassard on her right arm above the elbow. Bold white block letters set on the brassard read MP for military police. A black leather police-style gunbelt is around her waist, with handcuffs, a nightstick, flashlight and pistol.
On the Grid
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
— George Eliot
Known Associates
Trivia
- *By all appearances, demeanour, accent, etc. Eli is from Caprica. The only way one might find out that she's from Canceron is if they have access to her personnel file, or she actually reveals the information. She's not forthcoming.
- She's regularly available for giving instructions in the proper care and use of firearms, as well as hand-to-hand combat.
- She can often be found in and around the armory, where she volunteers her time as a gunsmith. Standard and not so standard modifications are….possible.
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