Nuclear LegeicaPhysically he is 5' 11'' tall and skinny. He has pale skin, straight, black layer-cut hair and aqua-blue eyes. His voice is raspy in a way which some people find very attractive while others get the impression that he should cut back to one pack a day. The truth is that there was damage done to his vocal cords in a lab he once worked for when a container was dropped and the substance within was released into the air.
That incident, however, is one of no-one-knows-how-many which Jade will not speak of. He can at times be fairly taciturn but when it comes to information about the projects he has assisted with it goes beyond merely a reluctance to speak of the topic. He does not violate the security and secrecy documents he signs and might at some point have even had training in withstanding coercion and interrogation techniques. But again, he doesn't talk about things like that.
His close-lipped tendencies and lack of 'bad habits' are occasionally tested by the various firms he signs on to work with--unlike most lab technicians Jade tends to work on a single project rather than for a firm or corporation so when the project is done he moves on to another facility, maybe a competitor and maybe something entirely different. He does not know who might be trying to test him before a company will offer a job, or accept his application, and yet he is not paranoid about that uncertainty. He just refuses drugs, very carefully limits any alcohol consumption and stays away from obvious things like gambling and kiddie-porn; things which would make him a security risk.
On the clock Jade is coldly analytical, logical and emotionally detached. It's one of the things he likes best about his work; the fact that he doesn't need to care about it in order to do a good job. He does not date, doesn't have 'one night flings' and doesn't have close family connexions to keep in touch with. He is reliable, highly skilled and could probably head a team of his own if he chose to but that would require that he care what happened to the project so he accepts the lower rank of a mere technician and will tirelessly watch results flicker by on a computer screen or perform very delicate procedures with complicated equipment, sit through a rant by someone with 'Doctor' in front of their name who is seeking to blame everyone else for a setback and continue calmly following emergency procedures no matter how serious the alarm is.
Off the clock though is an entirely other matter and woe to anyone who thinks he'll be willing to work even five minutes worth of overtime. There are usually at least two sides to every person and while no one who works with him would recognise him off the clock, no one who knows him from the weekends would ever believe he had such a technical job. He is highly ethical about his work but not loyal or moral whereas loyalty and morality play a large part in his free-time life. He has great stamina, reflexes and flexibility thanks to the dancing he does in the clubs but he is physically weak. He has no pride attached to his work but takes great pride in the maintenance he does on his bike. With a bit of bright green one-wash hair colour and some straps-and-mesh clothing the young technician vanishes leaving behind someone who seeks fun as intensely as the other side watches for changes in a petri-dish. The adage 'work hard, play hard' serves well enough as a motto for him.
'Work' is what he does, in order to afford the things he wants to do. If he could find some other way of getting the money to do what he wanted, he'd stop working altogether. Until then though he has his fast little sport-cruising motorcycle and wash-out neon-green dye for his hair. He has a dog, a genetic anomaly with three heads that he picked up from an experiment when the actual testing was concluded--the dog had been deemed unworthy of classification and would probably have been taken to a local shelter or just put down if he hadn't taken it home instead. Now named Triptych the dog greets him with a puppy-pile's worth of doggy-kisses when he gets home and generally scares off potential muggers or housebreakers just by being its loveable self.
It would take something fairly extreme to force the two sides of his life to merge and, whatever survived that internal clash..would probably be worth avoiding.
