Abilities and Weaknesses: If Spartans were available for purchase at your local supermarket, this is what their label might say: THOM-293 (expires on: 03/22/2552). Caloric Intake: you don't even want to know.
Anyways, here goes.
Spartan IIIs, though not nearly as resilient or badass as their predecessors, can still open a can of whoop-ass on anything that gives them a dirty look. They're stronger, faster, better (harder) than anything the human race has ever produced before. Genetic augmentations have leveled up their bone density, their reflexes, their hearing and vision. Lifelong training has drilled the words of Sun Tzu, Miyamoto Musashi, Machiavelli, et al, into their very being. Leonidas himself would probably claw his way out of the ground at Thermopylae to clap each of them appreciatively on the back and say 'Son, I am not disappoint'.
That said, they're not without their imperfections. Despite the fact that their training and augmentations have pushed the envelope beyond the norm, they are at their core still human. They can be killed, they can be tricked. (Though not, generally, in that order) Thom is very much not an exception to any of these rules. You cut him; he bleeds the same as everyone else.
Thom's specific abilities lie in the realm of marksmanship. Riflemen aren't designated as such without due cause, so one can assume, while he's not on par with Jun, he's at least a crack shot. He can also pilot a mean jetpack.
Physical weaknesses... well. He has to duck through doorways. :|
thom 293 || associated halo canons
Anyways, here goes.
Spartan IIIs, though not nearly as resilient or badass as their predecessors, can still open a can of whoop-ass on anything that gives them a dirty look. They're stronger, faster, better (harder) than anything the human race has ever produced before. Genetic augmentations have leveled up their bone density, their reflexes, their hearing and vision. Lifelong training has drilled the words of Sun Tzu, Miyamoto Musashi, Machiavelli, et al, into their very being. Leonidas himself would probably claw his way out of the ground at Thermopylae to clap each of them appreciatively on the back and say 'Son, I am not disappoint'.
That said, they're not without their imperfections. Despite the fact that their training and augmentations have pushed the envelope beyond the norm, they are at their core still human. They can be killed, they can be tricked. (Though not, generally, in that order) Thom is very much not an exception to any of these rules. You cut him; he bleeds the same as everyone else.
Thom's specific abilities lie in the realm of marksmanship. Riflemen aren't designated as such without due cause, so one can assume, while he's not on par with Jun, he's at least a crack shot. He can also pilot a mean jetpack.
Physical weaknesses... well. He has to duck through doorways. :|