Omega Sector Agent Dosier
Attributes
| STR |  16 |
| DEX | 16 |
| CON | 16 |
| INT | 14 |
| WIS | 14 |
| CHA | 11 |
Training
| Appraise |
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| Balance |
7 |
| Bluff |
2 |
| Boating |
5 |
| Bureaucracy |
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| Climb |
9 |
| Computers |
3 |
| Concentration |
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| Craft: Knitting |
3 |
| Cryptography |
4 |
| Cultures |
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| Demolitions |
7 |
| Diplomacy |
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| Disguise |
3 |
| Driver |
4 |
| Electronics |
5 |
| Escape Artist |
5 |
| First Aid |
3 |
| Forgery |
2 |
| Gather Info |
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| Handle Animal |
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| Hide |
13 |
| Hobby: |
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| Innuendo |
3 |
| Intimidate |
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| Jump |
6 |
| Knowledge: Pop Culture Spies |
4 |
| Knowledge: Security Systems |
3 |
| Languages |
5 |
| Listen |
5 |
| Mechanics |
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| Move Silently |
13 |
| Open Lock |
7 |
| Perform |
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| Pilot |
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| Profession: Military |
3 |
| Read Lips |
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| Search |
7 |
| Sense Motive |
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| Sleight of Hand |
6 |
| Sport: Scuba |
8 |
| Sport: Skydiving |
8 |
| Spot |
7 |
| Surveillance |
6 |
| Survival |
4 |
| Swim |
11 |
| Tumble |
5 |
| Use Rope |
5 |
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Name: Sobchak, Walter Stanley, Jr.
Code Name: Hudson
Specialty: Fixer/Soldier
Nationality: American
Date of Birth: July 3, 1971
Birthplace: Detroit, MI
Marital Status: Single
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 213 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Blood Type: ?
Distinguishing Marks: Affects beard and mustache, Wears yellow lensed shooting glasses. Tattoo on upper biceps of left arm reading Bad Karma. Tattoo on left shoulder blade of a stylized hawk
Habits:
Social smoker. Moderate drinker. Heterosexual. Handles money well. Doesn’t gamble. No drug habits.
Activities:
Physical fitness buff, Swimmer, diver, and skydiver. Enjoys pickup basketball games. Avid hunter and fisherman. Bicycling enthusiast, prefers it to driving. Moderate level fan of all Detroit area sports teams. Also fond of nightlife.
Background:
Walter Stanley (Walt) Sobchak Jr. was born in Grosse Pointe Michigan on the 3rd of July 1971 to Walter Stanley (Stosh) Sobchak Sr. and Cynthia Sobchak. Walt’s mother was schoolteacher and his father ran a small security and alarm company called Sobchak Security. Walt’s father was an ex-Navy SEAL and two-tour veteran of Vietnam. Walt’s sister, Julia Rose, was born on May 4th of 1973
Young Walt spent many hours of his boyhood with his father in the van that he ran his company out of. Sitting at his father’s knee he learned all about locks and alarms. Later his father added cameras, microphones, and various types of detector’s to his line. By the time Walt got to high school, Sobchak Security employed over a dozen people. Walt’s family was comfortably well off, but Walt couldn’t resist occasionally borrowing his father’s toys. Twice, Walt was hauled home by the Grosse Pointe Police for being in some place he should not have been in. Stosh saw to it that his son was distracted from this path. He arranged through a cop friend to get to Walt a tour of the Lansing Maximum Security Facility for Men. The single visit was enough to keep the boy on the straight and narrow.
Father and son always enjoyed a close relationship. They frequently went camping and fishing together. Stosh encouraged his son to play sports. Walt lettered in swimming his junior and senior years in high school. He also wrestled and played football and baseball during his time as one of the East Grosse Pointe Hawks. Walt also excelled at shop classes, especially in the electronics. Stosh also treated his son as an equal, bringing him up to be gregarious and friendly. Nor did he shield either of his children from the seamier sides of life. He often took both them along with to work. Some of his best clients lived and worked in the worst sections of Detroit. He often used these occasions to teach life lessons, but he also impressed on his children that being poor was not a crime. Walt also learned from his father that sometimes the street was no a scary place for a person who knew how to read it.
Walt joined the Navy in 1990, straight out of high school and planned to go to electronics school. He scored high on his tests and showed special aptitudes with security equipment. It was around this time that Stosh’s health began failing. A lifetime of heavy smoking finally caught up with him as he contracted lung cancer. He sold his company off to a larger competitor and invested the proceeds to see to his family’s welfare. To make his father proud, Walt applied for BUDS school after completing the electronics course and was accepted. Six weeks after attending Walter’s graduation at Coronado and a week after Julia’s high school graduation, Stosh Sobchak died in his sleep. After a brief stint of bereavement leave, Walt was assigned his new berth.
A few months into his assignment, Walt found himself on the way to the Middle East. When the ground war was set to roll in, he and his team had to on the ground already. Other Special Forces units were running wild in Iraq and Kuwait. Walt’s team had the somewhat prosaic task of taking control of a communication station in the port of Umm Qasr. Once they got ashore, some 30 hours before the ground war started, they found their object was much more heavily secured than their intel had lead them to believe. Fortunately, Walt recognized the type of keypad entry system the complex used and was able to exploit a known defect in it to pop their way in quietly. The “communication station” turned out to the command and control center for the local defense network. The mission commander, Lt. (j.g) Dale Hawkins, made the call to shutdown the facility rather than try to capture it. With minimal gear, the six man team managed to slide through the security of the facility and planted their charges with great care. Several more times
Walt found himself using knowledge gained from his father to help them get by. In the end they crippled the facility and prevented its use during the ground offensive. All six team members received a Presidential Unit Citation. Lt. Hawkins and Petty Officer 3rd Class Sobchak were both awarded the Bronze Star for Meritorious Service.
Following the war, Walt was re-assigned to a SEAL team that operated out of Norfolk Naval Base. He was billeted there because Lt. Hawkins, who had transferred to the unit, had requested Walt for this team This SEAL team, code-named Bad Karma, worked for Naval Intelligence. Mostly they trained, but every so often they had to swim, boat, or parachute into some place to grab some on- the-ground intel. His CO, Lieutenant James Curran, jokingly referred to him “Hudson” and found as many opportunities to say “Hudson, run a bypass” as he could. The nickname stuck. Walt did six years with the team.
In 1997, he took the opportunity to get some cross training and got himself sent to the Marine Sniper Training School. He focused primarily on training as a spotter, but he paid attention to everything. He made it out of the school, but graded out as 16th of 17 enrollees who completed the course. Considering the 11 people dropped out, or failed to make the cut, Walt considered this a pretty good mark.
A year later, he had returned to his team. Lt. Curran had retired and Lt. Hawkins was now in command. During an operation in Dubrovnik, Croatia, Walt took a round through both lungs. He managed to make it to the extraction point, but his left lung collapsed. He spent the next four months in the hospital in Bethesda, Maryland and another six months on rehab and physical therapy. He returned to Bad Karma team and served out his hitch.
In June 2002, after twelve years with the teams, Walt found himself out of the service and at loose ends. He returned to Grosse Pointe. Julia had since gone on to college at Ann Arbor and then to dental school. She was just setting herself in practice in Grosse Pointe as a partner with an old family friend. Walt’s mother had retired from teaching and was preparing to move to New Mexico to live out a life-long dream of being a potter. Walt spent a few months living off his savings, helping his mother move. He also helped his sister settle in as new owner of the family house. As winter passed into spring Walt thought about applying for a job with the company that had bought out his father, but decided against it. The world events of the last few years made him apply for jobs with the FBI and CIA.
He got a surprising reply. Lieutenant Curran was working for the CIA following his retirement from the teams. He had an offer for Walt. They met at a nice restaurant in downtown Detroit and had a lovely meal. A few days later, Walter accepted employment with Omega Securities, a multinational corporation that provides security services for banks worldwide. Given Walt’s background, his family thought, it was only natural that he gravitate towards something similar to his father’s career.