On first appearances, Gregorii is a cliché – an 800 year-old cliché. He’s a big bear of a Russian – quiet, gruff and physically intimidating. In truth, this is an identity he has carefully crafted.
On most colonies, details on Old Earth are buried beneath the minutiae of local events.
Gregorii sought out details on Old Earth’s Russia and recreated himself. His appearance is partially the result of genetic manipulation, his accent a gift of memory enhancement. He is a cliché by choice. The hat, he had made.
In keeping with his personality, he doesn’t speak much and keeps to himself. When he does speak it’s because he has to, because of his job.
He gives off an air of brooding Russian mystery, and that fits – whatever he was before he became ‘Russian’ has been well hidden.
As pilot, he steers the ship. He has a support team that monitor and maintain the systems he uses and alternate pilots that take shifts on the bridge – but Gregorii is Flight Officer and, whilst he’ll never show it, he’s happiest flying the ship.