Name: Everett Fletcher Yoshikawa
BattleMech: Blitzkreig BTZ-4F
Original Faction: Draconis Combine
Description: A slim, lean-muscled man in his late 20's, with a perpetually unruly shock of dark hair that stands as the principal legacy of his quarter-Caucasian heritage. His shoulderblades are decorated with a pair of Combine dragon tattoos, one below each, and the rest of his body is marked with a handful of assorted minor scars and wound marks.Background:
Everett is somewhat of an oddity in the reborn Draconis Combine, both for his heritage and current state of employment. Several generations past, prior to the Clan Invasion, his paternal grandfather had been a member of a mercenary company who took on the defense contract of the Kuritan world Toriuchi in the face of pirates. The mercenaries stood and died rather than flee, exhibiting honor beyond anything a ronin would display - down to seven crippled 'Mechs when the last of the enemies fell. In gratitude for the service and honor, the elderly and childless lord governing the planet adopted the man into his own household; unfortunately, this meant he would inherit the family relic, a venerable King Crab Battlemech, which angered the lord's extended family. Leaving a trail of assassins behind him, the would-be heir spent years in mercenary service across the Sphere, hiding and running from his adopted relatives. Late in the clan invasion, however, fate struck precipitously and called the mercenary unit Everett's grandfather signed with to defend Toriuchi again against Clan Smoke Jaguar. Again, he stood with honor, finally earning the grudging respect of the Yoshikawa clan, retiring from mercenary work soon after. He married the daughter of a respectable but poor Kuritan noble family, but the irregularities of succession remained a black mark on their legacy.
The new Lord Yoshikawa did, however, set an important family tradition that would be followed. The eldest son of their line, the heir, would serve his dutiful term in the Kuritan House military, trained as a 'Mechwarrior with the King Crab that was their legacy. the second son, however, was required to spend no less than ten years as a common mercenary; a shocking custom to Kuritans who still looked down on mercs as honorless ronin scum, but it was mercenary service that saved their family line from extinction, and so there would always be merc service in the Yoshikawa blood. This was Everett's duty, as the second son of the third generation of the family since that time. His father had served in the Republic of the Sphere, and his brother in the reborn Combine military, but like his uncle and grandfather, Everett would be destined for merc work. Trained as a 'Mechwarrior but lacking a 'Mech of his own, he returned to the battered Arena world of Solaris VII and joined an infantry 'Scrapper' arena team, eventually parlaying that into the battle-armor wing of a small but skilled merc group specializing in infantry-level operations. This lasted four years, a lucrative time period for mercenaries as the Republic of the Sphere crumbled, and culminated during a boring garrison assignment on a former Word of Blake planet deep in FWL territory. By blind chance, Everett's squad stumbled into a pristine Blakist supply depot, complete with half-a-dozen functional Battlemechs. Each of the five troopers took a 'Mech of their own, the company claimed the rest and got to argue with their employer about salvage rights for six near-priceless war machines. For his own part, Everett immediately bought out the remainder of his infantry service contract and went hunting for a real Mech-equipped mercenary outfit.
Personality: Everett is a daredevil - no other words exist to properly describe him. He's canny enough to avoid being outright reckless, but even other Mechwarriors have called him 'cocky' on more than one occasion. He still thinks like an infantryman, though, even as a Mechwarrior - speed and flanking tactics, and combined-arms with bigger and meaner allies, rather than the slow grinding advance of Assault lances, and a healthy respect for anything big enough to threaten him (which is a lot of things). With an older brother wearing a 100-ton antique between him and the succession, he's very casual about his family duties beyond the requisite ronin
service, though his sword-drill remains impeccable. His rather incongrous callsign is a reference to an ancient Terran arena gladiator, who was said to 'float like a butterfly and sting like a bee', suiting how Everett fights in combat.
Specialty Skills: Skilled swordsman, infantry scout, writes poetry.Battlemech
The BTZ-4F Blitzkreig is a mech designed to live up to its name. As fast as most Light mechs half its tonnage, but with armament comparable to some Heavy mechs half again its size, it delivers massive damage at close range than retreats before slower enemies can react to the attack. This sort of lightning hit-and-run tactics is Everett's preferred means of combat, especially with a solid core of bulkier Battlemechs to serve as the anvil to his hammer.
Chassis: Blitzkreig BTZ-3F
Weight Class: Medium
Description: Gunmetal grey chassis, still with most of its original parts and in noticeably better condition than the average 'Mech of the day. A fat, smiling
cartoon bumblebee is the only adornment painted on the barrel of the autocannon.
Weaponry: Ultra AC/20
Armor: 6.5 tons Light Ferro-Fibrous (IS)