Post by radiotron5000 on Apr 28, 2014 20:51:53 GMT -5
Name: Zahra Galeus
Age: 28
Race: Mirialan
Birth place: Gargon, in the Mandalore Sector
Height: 5'8
Weight: 138lbs
Eye Color: Purple
Hair Color: Black
Appearance:
Despite her geometrically repeated tattoos along her face, she has a long parallel tattoo along the front of her torso, moving from her chest, down to her lower abdomen. Having a light greenish color for her race, straight black hair that ends to her shoulders just passing them a bit, and her pigment isn't that bad for her race. She has an extremely beautiful face, and slim body which seemed perfect in all forms of manner. However, she has a scar from being stabbed in her back when she was a young girl at the age of 13, and had it ever since. Along the abdominal area and forearms, she has a little bit of muscular development after trying many times to train herself so she wouldn't be abused on the norm as such. Thus now, she has a current good frame for her size. Zahra is casual in what she dresses, and varies from simple clothing such as a long shirt, regardless if it's ragged or not, all the way to wearing a cutoff shirt exposing her midriff in warmer climates. On other times during a mission though, to keep her weapons on her, she'd put her weapons on holsters located on her hip, and a rifle holster along her back. As for the outfit during those times, she tends to wear a regular shirt but also a vest she taken from her first true kill to carry cartridges when on travel or about to go into battle. Rarely, but additionally on good days, she'd wear her hair in a bun to keep it out of her eyes while scoping out her targets.
As for tattoos, each one, being geometrically repeated had different meanings to them when she gave this markings herself when she was older. The first one was her forehead, which is a diamond-like shape which represents her being reborn now as something new and unique. Second, was on her cheekbones, which represented the passing of both of her parents, distant but separable and moved finally to the afterlife where they belong. Third, the chin, which defines her that she's now an complete adult going through Childhood, Teenhood, and now Adulthood. And finally, the torso on her body along the front. The two lines being parallel is like two sides of the same coin. Between these two lines is the real line being the coin and the parallel lines themselves are the sides of the coin, showing she has two sides that never touch, never get along, and can't be intertwined to make one supreme conscience of herself. In a way, this means the development of her personality being two never ending lines.
Personality:
Others might find her rather immature and irrational with negations and trying to reason things out, like specific situations that she'd consider resolving with a blaster to the head, arms, or legs. Rather sexists to some people but this is only shown only on aggressive levels (this goes for FEMALES and MALES, and has NOTHING to do with orientation). She has a sharp tongue regardless of gender if someone crosses her path. In a good mood: She's quiet, and tends to void talking much to strangers from the fear she developed at a childhood age. The good aspects of her personality however, is that she's willing to be charitable to someone lesser than her if necessary being: a child, elderly, or primitive creature, and might show compassion. This doesn't mean she's soft, but knows when to take things to the next level when needed or under extreme pressure. A bad aspect, she's sometimes...sadistic if her anger gets too carried away when in action/conflict.
Finding herself in doubt at times, she won't hesitate to cancel her plans or intentions if she feels something bad coming her way. In her alone time though, she's a bit of a bookworm, doesn't talk much, and started doing this when she didn't knew much about her culture when it came to Mirialans, so she'd read a lot on other cultures at times. Their history, and even hers a bit felt a bit connected to the Force in parts of destiny for her to be here so she had a better understanding of what others can do who are...possibly "like her" when it comes to being raised in a different area your species are non-native to, excluding humans and yet having a bit of connection with the Force in some manner. If given the chance, she can be a rather trustworthy person, since she doesn't stab peoples' backs just to get their goods as well. No way selfishness is in her personality, then again... it might just be hidden.
Profession:
{Rookie} Mercenary
Previous Faction/Rank:
None
Equipment:
2 Rev'Ant 62 Blaster pistols
1 AA-37 Heavy Blaster Pistol (For Ammo Emergencies)
1 EA-113 Precision Rifle (For Long Distances)
1 First aid kit
1 Grabbing/Rappel Hook Component
1 Small Scoping Component
Starship:
Skills:
Photographic memory
Marksmanship
Reconnaissance
Force Attributes:
Telekinetic: 0
Telepathic: 0
Body: 1
Sense: 1
Protection: 1
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 6
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 6
Bio:
Childhood
After a difficulty at birth, Zahra was no longer with her mother on the day of birth and had to live the rest of her life with her father. Luckily, both of her parents were Mirialan, so they had their customs but it wasn't the same unlike the home planet of Mirial. When she was a mere baby, a medical droid asked her father if he'd wish to give her a Midi-chlorian test. After his recent studies with his lover, the two of them way back knew what was to happen if their child had a potential of being a Force-sensitive being the fact that the Mirialan people were religious and had a primitive understand of the Force. Now, with the mother gone, the father acknowledged this as he was intent on letting his daughter live beyond her normal life, to become a Jedi, and fully learn the ways of the Force. The test occurred, and what happened next wasn't as expected. In fact, the Midi-chlorian count from the blood test was around 2,900 per cell. With this amount, it wasn't as bad as he thought.
Several months later, a Jedi came upon her father's doorstep to ask of the child in a very polite manner. At first, he was going to give her, but in his mind he never wanted to let her go like Zahra's mother. Declining the offer, he chose to keep her by his side and no matter what Jedi comes on his doorstep, he wouldn't let her go and do anything to make sure his daughter lives a good life. As a kid, Zahra was focused on her education while her father tried to provide a home for the two of them, by asking for debts and loans from dealers of all sorts, even gambling with money just to provide some sort of income. But things were somewhat tough on the young child as well to begin with as she had lived a difficult life, since the planet itself often had gangsters involved in almost everyday activities among the lower levels of her city. One day when she was 8, she came back only to find her father being beaten to death for "no apparent reasons". Horrified by the fact that her only father was nearly killed, she wanted to do whatever she could to protect him but instead, she was looked upon by the criminal who assaulted her father as a possible..."interest". So, she was abducted from her home and trafficked into business and forced labor as a mere slave for the criminal in the meantime, her father was giving the selfish man income while poor Zahra was considered "insurance" till he pays him back completely. It was in that time, Zahra prayed that one day her father can take her back and she no longer had to suffer any more from this. From that point on, she prayed every night, while every day she was abused, tortured, and humiliated by the likes of the men who worked for such a criminal as that pig in power.
Teenhood
Now, a teenage girl, several years have passed and her prayers weren't answered, and Zahra lived a life of forced custody by a tragic man who claimed himself a crimelord to others, only to find he's a rather pathetic gangster with only some status, but not to the point of being a considered true crimelord in her observed point of view within her cell. Months would pass, and she would suffer from injures, abuse, and particular moments such violent actions as rape. One day when she was 13, the door to her cell opened and it was her father once again, who had finally and possibly paid his debt once and for all from the expenses of providing income when things such as payment for housing, goods, and even owning a starship. Overjoyed by such events, the two embraced a hug before a blaster struck her father in the back twice, and his body went limp just before he could say a single word to his daughter. Witnessing her father's death and falling to the floor, the crime lord finally said, "the debt has been paid finally," right in front of her face. Unaware of the fact that her father's actions was the complete reason she's been in captivity, she had no complete background as to what has happened between her father trying to pay back a certain loan he was given due to the fact he too was a Mercenary before she ever thought of becoming one. Quickly, she ran to kill the man who murdered her father right in her face only to be held by her will and stabbed in the back by one of his bodyguards.
Feeling sharp pains through her body, she fainted from the thought of dying at this moment as the blade was pulled out and blood loss was greatly happening while she fell to the ground. But, others knew that she'll stay alive as long as she keeps him entertained, so they took her to get her checked up by a medical professional only to find some damaged tissue from the stab, but with the proper tools it can be simply healed up good as new. Thus, he stated to her owner that nothing vital was struck and she'll still be able to even perform athletic actions for quite a while as long as the wound doesn't reopen. Luckily, it barely missed anything serious such as her spinal column otherwise she would've been paralyzed. A few more years later till she was 16, she finally recovered her conscience from the lost will to escape or fight back, and found some undying strength into a sheer hope to get out one day. On strolls through the city with her owner's second-in-command, she managed to be out in public areas at times, and she'd make a habit of pickpocketing and stealing from people's homes in her city when she's given free will to do what she want, and would hide her stash till the day she needs it secretly within her in her father's house near the slums of the city. When she was 17, her owner would actually show appreciation at the fact she lasted this long in captivity and haven't tried to escape much anymore like she did when she was younger. Seeing a little bit more potential to her than letting her be a mere toy for him in his bedroom, they actually developed a small casual relationship by what it seems as she humbly accepted him as her master and served him completely to do whatever he says. This was around the time, her training did increase some more slightly to allow her to do simple measures of combat, fire a blaster correctly, and how to kill someone at least if given the chance. But, he did say if she ever raised a weapon at him however... she won't even have the chance to pull the trigger before he kills her. Two years have gone by, and her training increased bit by bit as the owner of her with his bodyguard who was also second-in-command felt a brief bit of affection for her while he showed her how to defend herself when the time comes, and if given the chance... everything will go right for her. Zahra took this to heart, and she kept that thought in her mind, now planning an idea with him behind the crime lord's back in order for it to successfully work. Around 19, she was in the marketplace trying to recover an item her owner at a nearby weapons dealer's private shop. Curious at what the man had, she looked inside to find something of her interested. There, she purchased her first blaster pistol with enough stolen goods transferred into credits. Of course she almost had some times done in prison for her actions of theft and attempted of a civilian when she was caught by some form of law enforcement. But, she was quick enough to give them the slip just by luck, the environment around her, and her formidable speed when on the run.
She came back to her owner's hideout, and was passed through by the bodyguards when they questioned her why she hadn't return the item their boss ordered her to have given her. She told them she had something better for the boss, and also had a "bonus surprise" with that gift, which of course the weakness to a selfish, and greedy pig was having everything even a beautiful woman in his bed. She was given permission to enter his room with the blaster pistol confiscated and given to the crimelord, whoever he was. Being glad that such as gift was given to her, he held her still in close range for him to pull the trigger, only to instead set the weapon to the side. After that was done, she decided she'd give him a bonus surprise and that was merely a simple session with him for the meantime. Thus, he ordered the bodyguards to leave and let them have their privacy. Being vulgar, and greedy, he didn't mind a woman being the only person there with him as long as she was kept under a leash that he had the key to. When the first kisses were made in bed, she simply lured his eyes to become closed only to hold the same blaster to his face this time.
He knew she had potential, and was glad she had the guts to do what she did this whole entire year, knowing he should've killed her when they first met along with her father. He unlocked her leash after that, understanding there's no escape and defeat was certain in this range while her rage gradually increased. There, she shot the pistol point blank several times to make sure he was done for good. That's when she made a break for it when the alarm came and she went by running past the guards while they fired upon her. Hurrying her way out of the hideout, she tried not to look back and only move forward as she was free at last. It's her future in her hands, and no male will EVER put their hands on her like that ever again. From that day, she trained with her abilities, hopefully to make them better so that she won't be vulnerable like that ever again. In due time, she trained in her speed, strength, and continued her intelligence by learning of cultures and their properties. It took her a few years before reaching adulthood to completely learn of other worlds, including her species homeworld...Mirial. In memory of her father dying in front of her eyes, and avenging him by murdering the self-claimed crime lord in his bedroom since she waited for an long time for such a prayer to be answered by the ones above her and beyond. Thus, she made herself tattoos along her face with a special form of ingredients that was passed on by Mirialan ceremonies when they're bestowed upon tattoos for various tasks and skills they've achieved in their lives.
Adulthood
Years would have passed ever sine she murdered the one who took her father away. When she killed him at first and gotten away from all the tension, she was alone, in capable of doing anything to defend herself from everybody around her in the dark corners of the city. It would take a while, but during her first year of being adult around the age of 20, she performed small scams and schemes with a few forming a band of thieves who are looking to make a few extra coins. This lasted for a good couple of months, but over time they gotten enough good that sold for credits for a smuggler thus understanding there was a certain system within the city that allowed her to easily get access to items, weaponry, and even a ship. This of course would take a lot of work, and she needed the money. With the amount she had on her already, she went to a launderer who she bought another Rev'Ant 62 pistol like her other one, but this time with a scope. She figured this would be enough, and decided on what she could possibly do. Coming with an idea she gotten when she went back to her old home, she found a small heavy blaster pistol located in a basement along with a certain attire. This... was her father's attire, and along with it showed a emblem of a specific faction he used to work for. Coming to a realization that her face used to be a mercenary. This was of course though before she was even born and recently just met her mother when he was young. She even found a report of a Midi-chlorian test which showed the count of how much was being made per cell. Was she related to all of this, and this was buried underneath some garbage for so many years?! All of this unknown secrets she found of course made her understand things she never thought seeing from her dad. All that he sacrificed, all that he threw away for her own selfishness just... just... to keep his daughter with him no matter what, knowing that someone or something was going to take her away from him and that was true, it did. But they were reunited once again and at least she was with him before he died in her arms like that. Finding a new form of respect though, she was influenced by her fathers actions at this point, and finally decided to become a mercenary even if in training. However, in order to keep up with the competition of other mercenaries, and possibly an assassin when given a paid contract, she needed to kill a certain target. And this is when Zahra's training had finally begun...
Through the remaining years, she had focus on many aspects of her body ever since she murdered her master back at the age of 19, but mainly focused on her speed and agility. Knowing the faster she is, the more likely the enemy is to miss her when she's on the move. Meanwhile, she focused a LOT more on her shooting and accuracy than anything else. Hitting targets during practice with her two primary Rev'Ant 62 pistols while on the move, she's become quickly skilled with hitting targets while they're mobile or she's mobile. This literally made her prove her skills on one mission, the very first mission she was ever given by a client from a mercenary faction who had interest in her skills, when she had to infiltrate an actual crime lords hideout who was smuggling an item to another planet nearby in the Outer Rim when they were in fact meant to be paid off and brought by something else however they stolen it. A few similar henchmen she encountered however at the front of the hideout were the same ones that kept her an prisoner when she was a young girl. Infiltrating her way in by taking the uniform of a nearby guard, and disguising herself with her face concealed, she only managed to make her way past the entrance and into the first part of the building which was first floor. Luckily, these guys weren't as high tech to detect any other species that isn't permitted to enter, but upon taking her disguise off when she finally gotten to the third floor, nearby guards searched any areas close to them where she'd possibly be at. This started to get fun for her, and she prepared for her first serious mission of her life. It didn't take too long for them to find her, and she immediately started fighting back while she ran for her dear life. Lasers righting at her from behind, she had to be careful thus kept on moving, not giving them a chance to lay a single lock on her from point blank range. Taking down a few through incapacitation, she was finally cornered and injured from a nearby blaster. With careful strategy to lure her targets out so she'd have a better chance of a direct hit to their bodies, but mainly her focus was their joints. Successfully dropping their guard, she shot them from a good range, and moved on ahead to find her target and kill them.
The room her target was in was on high alert, and wouldn't let some mercenary power their way through, though technically they're often good at doing their job like that. Upon confrontation with the body guards, she quick-drawed upon them, quickly taking them out but barely missed a fatal shot to the head when she slipped up in since the fight lasted a good minute before the noise settled down and bodies made a thud. Entering the the meeting room of the building, the two encountered each other and her eyes gazed into his. By surprise, it was none other than the same bodyguard who from a while back who gave her a scar along her back from a stab wound. Such an injury brought her a bit of nostalgia and fear, so this was enough for him to take aim at her from far away. He wasn't fast enough, and she moved across the room, using objects to block his fire till she was close enough to kick him forcefully across the face, and into the window letting him plummet to his death. Her mission was done, and now it's time for her client to pay up, or they too will take a laser to the head. Now fully grown, and completely skilled mercenary, she's ready to roll on whoever gets in her way when she has a mission from a client, better hoping they pay good.
RP Sample:
Taking heavy fire from nearby blasters, she quickly got her side hid by a corner as she took her time and pin-pointed by quick short peeks where her enemies were and how they were approaching towards her. Carefully readjusting her weapon, she had to be careful and make every shot count, even the ones that don't hit. "Just give me... a... chance..." The first shot was made from her hitting near a guard's leg, making him stop his advance to strafe quickly to the side while he timed his shots now instead of being rapid like the other one. That was her opening, since he stopped approaching. "Incoming!" She exclaimed, firing a few more shots to make the first guard strafe side to side only to catch his shoulder and left thigh by an extra shot. She leaped out of her corner, blasting back now, while she carefully moved, shot the second guard while he was on guard now in a defensive measure. Kicking the first guard in the head to knock him out, she merely looked over at her left shoulder as a simple graze of a burn went along her skin. She winced a bit, but moved on regardless now in advance to the top level of the building while she'd have a vantage point over another group of other mercenaries went in to take control of an hideout, and take out the crime boss who ruled it. In case they need the advantage from eyes above, she's their go-to-girl.
Age: 28
Race: Mirialan
Birth place: Gargon, in the Mandalore Sector
Height: 5'8
Weight: 138lbs
Eye Color: Purple
Hair Color: Black
Appearance:
Despite her geometrically repeated tattoos along her face, she has a long parallel tattoo along the front of her torso, moving from her chest, down to her lower abdomen. Having a light greenish color for her race, straight black hair that ends to her shoulders just passing them a bit, and her pigment isn't that bad for her race. She has an extremely beautiful face, and slim body which seemed perfect in all forms of manner. However, she has a scar from being stabbed in her back when she was a young girl at the age of 13, and had it ever since. Along the abdominal area and forearms, she has a little bit of muscular development after trying many times to train herself so she wouldn't be abused on the norm as such. Thus now, she has a current good frame for her size. Zahra is casual in what she dresses, and varies from simple clothing such as a long shirt, regardless if it's ragged or not, all the way to wearing a cutoff shirt exposing her midriff in warmer climates. On other times during a mission though, to keep her weapons on her, she'd put her weapons on holsters located on her hip, and a rifle holster along her back. As for the outfit during those times, she tends to wear a regular shirt but also a vest she taken from her first true kill to carry cartridges when on travel or about to go into battle. Rarely, but additionally on good days, she'd wear her hair in a bun to keep it out of her eyes while scoping out her targets.
As for tattoos, each one, being geometrically repeated had different meanings to them when she gave this markings herself when she was older. The first one was her forehead, which is a diamond-like shape which represents her being reborn now as something new and unique. Second, was on her cheekbones, which represented the passing of both of her parents, distant but separable and moved finally to the afterlife where they belong. Third, the chin, which defines her that she's now an complete adult going through Childhood, Teenhood, and now Adulthood. And finally, the torso on her body along the front. The two lines being parallel is like two sides of the same coin. Between these two lines is the real line being the coin and the parallel lines themselves are the sides of the coin, showing she has two sides that never touch, never get along, and can't be intertwined to make one supreme conscience of herself. In a way, this means the development of her personality being two never ending lines.
Personality:
Others might find her rather immature and irrational with negations and trying to reason things out, like specific situations that she'd consider resolving with a blaster to the head, arms, or legs. Rather sexists to some people but this is only shown only on aggressive levels (this goes for FEMALES and MALES, and has NOTHING to do with orientation). She has a sharp tongue regardless of gender if someone crosses her path. In a good mood: She's quiet, and tends to void talking much to strangers from the fear she developed at a childhood age. The good aspects of her personality however, is that she's willing to be charitable to someone lesser than her if necessary being: a child, elderly, or primitive creature, and might show compassion. This doesn't mean she's soft, but knows when to take things to the next level when needed or under extreme pressure. A bad aspect, she's sometimes...sadistic if her anger gets too carried away when in action/conflict.
Finding herself in doubt at times, she won't hesitate to cancel her plans or intentions if she feels something bad coming her way. In her alone time though, she's a bit of a bookworm, doesn't talk much, and started doing this when she didn't knew much about her culture when it came to Mirialans, so she'd read a lot on other cultures at times. Their history, and even hers a bit felt a bit connected to the Force in parts of destiny for her to be here so she had a better understanding of what others can do who are...possibly "like her" when it comes to being raised in a different area your species are non-native to, excluding humans and yet having a bit of connection with the Force in some manner. If given the chance, she can be a rather trustworthy person, since she doesn't stab peoples' backs just to get their goods as well. No way selfishness is in her personality, then again... it might just be hidden.
Profession:
{Rookie} Mercenary
Previous Faction/Rank:
None
Equipment:
2 Rev'Ant 62 Blaster pistols
1 AA-37 Heavy Blaster Pistol (For Ammo Emergencies)
1 EA-113 Precision Rifle (For Long Distances)
1 First aid kit
1 Grabbing/Rappel Hook Component
1 Small Scoping Component
Starship:
Skills:
Photographic memory
Marksmanship
Reconnaissance
Force Attributes:
Telekinetic: 0
Telepathic: 0
Body: 1
Sense: 1
Protection: 1
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 6
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 6
Bio:
Childhood
After a difficulty at birth, Zahra was no longer with her mother on the day of birth and had to live the rest of her life with her father. Luckily, both of her parents were Mirialan, so they had their customs but it wasn't the same unlike the home planet of Mirial. When she was a mere baby, a medical droid asked her father if he'd wish to give her a Midi-chlorian test. After his recent studies with his lover, the two of them way back knew what was to happen if their child had a potential of being a Force-sensitive being the fact that the Mirialan people were religious and had a primitive understand of the Force. Now, with the mother gone, the father acknowledged this as he was intent on letting his daughter live beyond her normal life, to become a Jedi, and fully learn the ways of the Force. The test occurred, and what happened next wasn't as expected. In fact, the Midi-chlorian count from the blood test was around 2,900 per cell. With this amount, it wasn't as bad as he thought.
Several months later, a Jedi came upon her father's doorstep to ask of the child in a very polite manner. At first, he was going to give her, but in his mind he never wanted to let her go like Zahra's mother. Declining the offer, he chose to keep her by his side and no matter what Jedi comes on his doorstep, he wouldn't let her go and do anything to make sure his daughter lives a good life. As a kid, Zahra was focused on her education while her father tried to provide a home for the two of them, by asking for debts and loans from dealers of all sorts, even gambling with money just to provide some sort of income. But things were somewhat tough on the young child as well to begin with as she had lived a difficult life, since the planet itself often had gangsters involved in almost everyday activities among the lower levels of her city. One day when she was 8, she came back only to find her father being beaten to death for "no apparent reasons". Horrified by the fact that her only father was nearly killed, she wanted to do whatever she could to protect him but instead, she was looked upon by the criminal who assaulted her father as a possible..."interest". So, she was abducted from her home and trafficked into business and forced labor as a mere slave for the criminal in the meantime, her father was giving the selfish man income while poor Zahra was considered "insurance" till he pays him back completely. It was in that time, Zahra prayed that one day her father can take her back and she no longer had to suffer any more from this. From that point on, she prayed every night, while every day she was abused, tortured, and humiliated by the likes of the men who worked for such a criminal as that pig in power.
Teenhood
Now, a teenage girl, several years have passed and her prayers weren't answered, and Zahra lived a life of forced custody by a tragic man who claimed himself a crimelord to others, only to find he's a rather pathetic gangster with only some status, but not to the point of being a considered true crimelord in her observed point of view within her cell. Months would pass, and she would suffer from injures, abuse, and particular moments such violent actions as rape. One day when she was 13, the door to her cell opened and it was her father once again, who had finally and possibly paid his debt once and for all from the expenses of providing income when things such as payment for housing, goods, and even owning a starship. Overjoyed by such events, the two embraced a hug before a blaster struck her father in the back twice, and his body went limp just before he could say a single word to his daughter. Witnessing her father's death and falling to the floor, the crime lord finally said, "the debt has been paid finally," right in front of her face. Unaware of the fact that her father's actions was the complete reason she's been in captivity, she had no complete background as to what has happened between her father trying to pay back a certain loan he was given due to the fact he too was a Mercenary before she ever thought of becoming one. Quickly, she ran to kill the man who murdered her father right in her face only to be held by her will and stabbed in the back by one of his bodyguards.
Feeling sharp pains through her body, she fainted from the thought of dying at this moment as the blade was pulled out and blood loss was greatly happening while she fell to the ground. But, others knew that she'll stay alive as long as she keeps him entertained, so they took her to get her checked up by a medical professional only to find some damaged tissue from the stab, but with the proper tools it can be simply healed up good as new. Thus, he stated to her owner that nothing vital was struck and she'll still be able to even perform athletic actions for quite a while as long as the wound doesn't reopen. Luckily, it barely missed anything serious such as her spinal column otherwise she would've been paralyzed. A few more years later till she was 16, she finally recovered her conscience from the lost will to escape or fight back, and found some undying strength into a sheer hope to get out one day. On strolls through the city with her owner's second-in-command, she managed to be out in public areas at times, and she'd make a habit of pickpocketing and stealing from people's homes in her city when she's given free will to do what she want, and would hide her stash till the day she needs it secretly within her in her father's house near the slums of the city. When she was 17, her owner would actually show appreciation at the fact she lasted this long in captivity and haven't tried to escape much anymore like she did when she was younger. Seeing a little bit more potential to her than letting her be a mere toy for him in his bedroom, they actually developed a small casual relationship by what it seems as she humbly accepted him as her master and served him completely to do whatever he says. This was around the time, her training did increase some more slightly to allow her to do simple measures of combat, fire a blaster correctly, and how to kill someone at least if given the chance. But, he did say if she ever raised a weapon at him however... she won't even have the chance to pull the trigger before he kills her. Two years have gone by, and her training increased bit by bit as the owner of her with his bodyguard who was also second-in-command felt a brief bit of affection for her while he showed her how to defend herself when the time comes, and if given the chance... everything will go right for her. Zahra took this to heart, and she kept that thought in her mind, now planning an idea with him behind the crime lord's back in order for it to successfully work. Around 19, she was in the marketplace trying to recover an item her owner at a nearby weapons dealer's private shop. Curious at what the man had, she looked inside to find something of her interested. There, she purchased her first blaster pistol with enough stolen goods transferred into credits. Of course she almost had some times done in prison for her actions of theft and attempted of a civilian when she was caught by some form of law enforcement. But, she was quick enough to give them the slip just by luck, the environment around her, and her formidable speed when on the run.
She came back to her owner's hideout, and was passed through by the bodyguards when they questioned her why she hadn't return the item their boss ordered her to have given her. She told them she had something better for the boss, and also had a "bonus surprise" with that gift, which of course the weakness to a selfish, and greedy pig was having everything even a beautiful woman in his bed. She was given permission to enter his room with the blaster pistol confiscated and given to the crimelord, whoever he was. Being glad that such as gift was given to her, he held her still in close range for him to pull the trigger, only to instead set the weapon to the side. After that was done, she decided she'd give him a bonus surprise and that was merely a simple session with him for the meantime. Thus, he ordered the bodyguards to leave and let them have their privacy. Being vulgar, and greedy, he didn't mind a woman being the only person there with him as long as she was kept under a leash that he had the key to. When the first kisses were made in bed, she simply lured his eyes to become closed only to hold the same blaster to his face this time.
He knew she had potential, and was glad she had the guts to do what she did this whole entire year, knowing he should've killed her when they first met along with her father. He unlocked her leash after that, understanding there's no escape and defeat was certain in this range while her rage gradually increased. There, she shot the pistol point blank several times to make sure he was done for good. That's when she made a break for it when the alarm came and she went by running past the guards while they fired upon her. Hurrying her way out of the hideout, she tried not to look back and only move forward as she was free at last. It's her future in her hands, and no male will EVER put their hands on her like that ever again. From that day, she trained with her abilities, hopefully to make them better so that she won't be vulnerable like that ever again. In due time, she trained in her speed, strength, and continued her intelligence by learning of cultures and their properties. It took her a few years before reaching adulthood to completely learn of other worlds, including her species homeworld...Mirial. In memory of her father dying in front of her eyes, and avenging him by murdering the self-claimed crime lord in his bedroom since she waited for an long time for such a prayer to be answered by the ones above her and beyond. Thus, she made herself tattoos along her face with a special form of ingredients that was passed on by Mirialan ceremonies when they're bestowed upon tattoos for various tasks and skills they've achieved in their lives.
Adulthood
Years would have passed ever sine she murdered the one who took her father away. When she killed him at first and gotten away from all the tension, she was alone, in capable of doing anything to defend herself from everybody around her in the dark corners of the city. It would take a while, but during her first year of being adult around the age of 20, she performed small scams and schemes with a few forming a band of thieves who are looking to make a few extra coins. This lasted for a good couple of months, but over time they gotten enough good that sold for credits for a smuggler thus understanding there was a certain system within the city that allowed her to easily get access to items, weaponry, and even a ship. This of course would take a lot of work, and she needed the money. With the amount she had on her already, she went to a launderer who she bought another Rev'Ant 62 pistol like her other one, but this time with a scope. She figured this would be enough, and decided on what she could possibly do. Coming with an idea she gotten when she went back to her old home, she found a small heavy blaster pistol located in a basement along with a certain attire. This... was her father's attire, and along with it showed a emblem of a specific faction he used to work for. Coming to a realization that her face used to be a mercenary. This was of course though before she was even born and recently just met her mother when he was young. She even found a report of a Midi-chlorian test which showed the count of how much was being made per cell. Was she related to all of this, and this was buried underneath some garbage for so many years?! All of this unknown secrets she found of course made her understand things she never thought seeing from her dad. All that he sacrificed, all that he threw away for her own selfishness just... just... to keep his daughter with him no matter what, knowing that someone or something was going to take her away from him and that was true, it did. But they were reunited once again and at least she was with him before he died in her arms like that. Finding a new form of respect though, she was influenced by her fathers actions at this point, and finally decided to become a mercenary even if in training. However, in order to keep up with the competition of other mercenaries, and possibly an assassin when given a paid contract, she needed to kill a certain target. And this is when Zahra's training had finally begun...
Through the remaining years, she had focus on many aspects of her body ever since she murdered her master back at the age of 19, but mainly focused on her speed and agility. Knowing the faster she is, the more likely the enemy is to miss her when she's on the move. Meanwhile, she focused a LOT more on her shooting and accuracy than anything else. Hitting targets during practice with her two primary Rev'Ant 62 pistols while on the move, she's become quickly skilled with hitting targets while they're mobile or she's mobile. This literally made her prove her skills on one mission, the very first mission she was ever given by a client from a mercenary faction who had interest in her skills, when she had to infiltrate an actual crime lords hideout who was smuggling an item to another planet nearby in the Outer Rim when they were in fact meant to be paid off and brought by something else however they stolen it. A few similar henchmen she encountered however at the front of the hideout were the same ones that kept her an prisoner when she was a young girl. Infiltrating her way in by taking the uniform of a nearby guard, and disguising herself with her face concealed, she only managed to make her way past the entrance and into the first part of the building which was first floor. Luckily, these guys weren't as high tech to detect any other species that isn't permitted to enter, but upon taking her disguise off when she finally gotten to the third floor, nearby guards searched any areas close to them where she'd possibly be at. This started to get fun for her, and she prepared for her first serious mission of her life. It didn't take too long for them to find her, and she immediately started fighting back while she ran for her dear life. Lasers righting at her from behind, she had to be careful thus kept on moving, not giving them a chance to lay a single lock on her from point blank range. Taking down a few through incapacitation, she was finally cornered and injured from a nearby blaster. With careful strategy to lure her targets out so she'd have a better chance of a direct hit to their bodies, but mainly her focus was their joints. Successfully dropping their guard, she shot them from a good range, and moved on ahead to find her target and kill them.
The room her target was in was on high alert, and wouldn't let some mercenary power their way through, though technically they're often good at doing their job like that. Upon confrontation with the body guards, she quick-drawed upon them, quickly taking them out but barely missed a fatal shot to the head when she slipped up in since the fight lasted a good minute before the noise settled down and bodies made a thud. Entering the the meeting room of the building, the two encountered each other and her eyes gazed into his. By surprise, it was none other than the same bodyguard who from a while back who gave her a scar along her back from a stab wound. Such an injury brought her a bit of nostalgia and fear, so this was enough for him to take aim at her from far away. He wasn't fast enough, and she moved across the room, using objects to block his fire till she was close enough to kick him forcefully across the face, and into the window letting him plummet to his death. Her mission was done, and now it's time for her client to pay up, or they too will take a laser to the head. Now fully grown, and completely skilled mercenary, she's ready to roll on whoever gets in her way when she has a mission from a client, better hoping they pay good.
RP Sample:
Taking heavy fire from nearby blasters, she quickly got her side hid by a corner as she took her time and pin-pointed by quick short peeks where her enemies were and how they were approaching towards her. Carefully readjusting her weapon, she had to be careful and make every shot count, even the ones that don't hit. "Just give me... a... chance..." The first shot was made from her hitting near a guard's leg, making him stop his advance to strafe quickly to the side while he timed his shots now instead of being rapid like the other one. That was her opening, since he stopped approaching. "Incoming!" She exclaimed, firing a few more shots to make the first guard strafe side to side only to catch his shoulder and left thigh by an extra shot. She leaped out of her corner, blasting back now, while she carefully moved, shot the second guard while he was on guard now in a defensive measure. Kicking the first guard in the head to knock him out, she merely looked over at her left shoulder as a simple graze of a burn went along her skin. She winced a bit, but moved on regardless now in advance to the top level of the building while she'd have a vantage point over another group of other mercenaries went in to take control of an hideout, and take out the crime boss who ruled it. In case they need the advantage from eyes above, she's their go-to-girl.
Dang it....I keep on forgetting that I need to add it. Yeah, this profile is still under work. But thanks for telling me this. Now I know what to focus on, give me one hour at least to change this, and does the "But since she's untrained, you cannot have any of them go over 3, and the max total of points is 6" goes for ALL of my attributes? Or, just the Force stats?
If not, let me know.
