Post by wildthing on Jul 13, 2007 21:10:28 GMT -5
First Name: Caley
Middle Name: Marie
Last Name: Darby
Ranking: Field Agent
Age: 22 years
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 121lbs
Gender: female
Race: white
Origin: Irish America
Hair Color: dirty blonde
Eye Color: brown
Build: slim
Location: LA, California
Current Occupation: Field Agent for CTU
Previous Occupation: CIA
Training: BS in Criminal Justice, CIA training at The Farm
History: Caley's parents met in Ireland. Her mother was a CIA operative and her father was part of the IRA. They married and her father moved to the States. Caley was raised to be competent and independent. She could handle firearms from a young age and became very good at reading people. Her parents were killed on a mission just days after her 12th birthday. She was never given any details, the mission was classified. Her guardianship was handed over to Daniel "Wolf" Milligan, an experienced and retired operative. She was sent to a private school and got the best tutors. She graduated two years early from high school, whizzed through a Bachelor's Degree, and started training for the CIA. Two years with the Agency and it was decided her talents would be best used at CTU.
Personality: Caley's always had everything she wanted, first when he parents spoiled her and then when her guardian gave her the best of everything. She's not really spoiled, but completely confident in her abilities and tends to think no one can do it better than she can. Most the time she's right, but not always.
Caley Darby was the opposite of thrilled when she was told that her new position came with a required training course. She doubted the course taught anything she didn't already know. She was only 22, young for a field agent, but she'd already been working 2 years for the CIA. The transfer of agencies had happened because her boss was royally pissed off at her. Caley tended to have that affect on certain people, mainly males who mistook her for a fragile female. So here she was, paperwork and everything for the first day of the course. Total bullshit. She could fly a chopper, land a jet, was certified in the use of 16 different weapons, and they wanted her to take a class.
For most raw recruits coming in, it was probably a good idea, but there was nothing normal about Caley's past. Her parents had been CIA and IRA and both a little paranoid. Not bad parents, but they had made sure their 7-year-old daughter could handle a .22 better than any boy. And things had only escalated from there. She can fly heliocopters and small bush planes. She can handle most every kind of weapon and her old unit called her 'Six.' The guys used to joke that she got that handle because you could always count on her to watch your six, but if you ever pissed her off, you better better cover your own six.