Post by jiljooani on Aug 8, 2010 4:23:37 GMT -5
Faction: Republic Military
Department: Navy
Rank: Ensign
Name: Xiann'passik
Race: Twi'lek
Age: 24
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 132 lbs
Birth place: Aboard a Republic Battleship during a Hyperspace Jump
Appearance: Xiann'passik is the model female twi'lek. Her skin is dark green, a sign of her meals growing up being part molds and part military cuisine. Her lekku are longer then the average for female twi'leks, having grown to the back of her knees. Her chest is of ample size as well. Large brown eyes show a childlike innocence, despite her age and experience. Her body does have a few scars, along the top of her chest and back from training. Her most noticeable one is the long scar running the full length of her tchun.
Her attire is limited. She has multiple uniforms from the military and a few sets of civilian attire.Her gray Navy uniforms are always sharp and clean as she take great pride in wearing them.The officer's cap is exchanged for a gray head dressing with the same insignia as are on the cap. the wrappings on the tchun are placed strategically to hide the only scar that the rest of the uniform doesn't hide. her civilian clothes follow the norm for twi'lek female dress. short, skimpy, and tight. When allowed to, she carries a sporting pistol. Preferring the slender and precise qualities over the power of heavy blasters. The holster is usually on her hip, thigh, or under her lekku, depending on the circumstance.
Picture
Personality:
Her personality is rather three fold. First, and most seen is her on duty personality. while on duty, she is extremely serious. She doesn't just go by the book, but she goes by the letter. "regulations are made for your safety." When regulations are shirked or broken she can become quite mean and scary. There are very few excuses which can take her off the subject, and it usually takes another regulation to supersede that which she was in. Her uniform at full dress is a clue that she is in battle ax mode and is a good time to jump through hyper clean.
Second is her entertainer personality. She likes to keep those around her happy and relaxed. She sings, dances, performs plays, comedies, and even offers massages. During this time, she is as devoted to other's happiness as she is devoted to the regulations while on-duty. Her clothes for this are either silken or other cloth clothing. She has been known to perform while in uniform though that was a command performance and was not a dance. She removes her headdress to preform while in uniform.
Finally is her more recent personality. When off duty and just sitting around she is a ditz. A sort of innocence shines through her eyes. Helium in the head tends to do that. When in civilian attire, she is easily tripped up over words and actions. Usually causing her to fall on her face literally and figuratively. She also seems to forget certain things told to her, so she always has a PDA on her wrist to keep her on track of time schedules, which she sets while in Uniform just before she gets off duty.
Skills: Security, Persuasion, Entertain, Diplomacy
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 5
Leadership: 6
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons: 7
Alignment: +7
Bio:
The story of Zinnias starts four years before she was born. Her mother, Ola Passaic, was taken from Ry and sold to a slave breeding facility on a nearby moon. The facility used bought and stolen Wilek, Togruta, and Cathar to mate and create new slaves to be sold. the idea was to genetically breed stronger, more beautiful, and more obedient slaves to sell. Males were thrown into rooms of isolation for weeks on end and when a woman was at the right time, she would be thrown into the cell with the right, and now willing male.
The facility's plan had been successful for two generations. Eventually though, the republic found out about their activities and sent in a force to end it. The highly trained assault battalion cleared through the facility with ease. The slaves were then taken aboard the star destroyer to be taken home and have their health evaluated. During this evaluation, 100 of the women brought on board were pregnant and the republic gave orders to have these women transported to Alderaan for birthing services and prenatal care. A task that the troopers were not used to handling.
During the hyper space Jump to Alderaan, Oola Passik went into labor. Very few things frightened republic soldiers, but the screams of a twi'lek in that sort of pain, got them nervous. One of the field medics had to be assisted by a droid to help deliver her. After she was born, cleaned, and handed to her mother, Oola Passik wiped a finger across the child's lips and the baby bit her finger. Because of this she was named Xiann'passik, which in Basic meant golden spider.
On Alderaan, the women who were pregnant and the infants without mothers were taken care of and a small area of land was set aside for them to live during this. Oola not only took care of little Xiann'passik, but she helped take care of the other infants. During this time, a human soldier, Charles, who had been visiting and guarding the women and children began to fall in love with her. After a year, they were married and living permanently in the small village. Charles was however a Jump trooper and had to go on missions often off planet. So he would be gone years at a time.
Xiann'passik grew up with the other children. She learned the Twi'lek, Cathar, and Togruta ways and languages. Every one of the children considered each other as sibling and, unless their mother was still with them, Oola as thier mother. When the guard was changed every month, no one was more excited then Xiann'passik. Every time she would run over to the new guard and give them a hug, until the helmet was removed, a majority of the time revealing someone other then Charles, who she saw as her father.
As she grew up, Charles rose higher in rank and was soon a chief. With more time off the ship, they were able to spend more time together. It was when she was ten, that she decided that she wanted to follow her father's footsteps, by joining the Republic Navy. With a smile on his face every time, Charles began teaching her some protocol and basic drill maneuvers to get her ready for the military life she wanted. By the time she was 16, she had started practicing with a blaster pistol.
During the time her father was away, Oola had her keep up with the culture of the twi'lek female. She taught her dances and how to sing. because of the relationship with her father, she also added comedy to her entertainment arsenal. Her lekku also showed amazing growth compared to the basic female length. By her 17th birthday they had reached their peak length, growing to the back of her knees. This gave her some respect among the others, and Twi'leks as the length of one's lekku was a great status symbol, often times going hand in hand with influence and wealth. However at the moment she showed no signs of connections to those two. She and the other young twi'lek girls, hand sewn the clothing of everyone from the bolts of government grade fabric sent to them.
She took the aptitude test to join the Republic forces a few months before she turned 18. With the early studies her father gave her and her natural problem solving skills, she qualified to go to the Officer Candidate School. The letters of recommendation from her father and a few other officers helped her land a spot in the school. With her last month in the village before she left, she helped the others prepare to leave or leave for other jobs with the government. By the time she left, the small village they grew up in consisted of only Oola, Charles, and ten others a few months younger then her.
On the transport to the School, The mostly male capacity had their eyes on her. There were whispers and rumors already going that Xiann'passik was a slave freed by the republic and placed in this class to help the real students improve. These rumors didn't last long as one of the other candidates took these rumors as fact and walked up to her grabbing her inappropriately. Grabbing his wrist locking it behind his back and pushing up, she kicked out his knees and planted the larger male on the ground, face down, immobilized. Her foot standing on his wrist as she stood up and dusted her hands off giving the other men looks. While most of them looked away, some continued looking, not from want but awe.
Her studies at the academy went on with very few events. Even though she had some skill in unarmed combat, she had trouble during the melee weapon classes. Her forte during combat training was with the blasters. She had no trouble earning and keeping a marksman rating with the three levels of blasters. She earned respect from others during the off class times, by helping relax everyone and massaging out sore muscles. She got so involved in the team unity, she even started showering with the men. This was at first thought that it was going to cause problems. But the way she carried herself and the the feeling of unity from everyone, meant that all those sessions went by without any incident. Soon, their unit was truly a unit, that did everything without any individual concerns.
During the final year the class was split up into specialties. Xiann'passik was taken into command and tactics training with 15 others. Here they learned bridge etiquette, procedures, and how to train enlisted. During one training session, her trainee was learning the proper procedure to throw a grenade. however in a moment of panic, he threw the pin and dropped the grenade. With only a second to do so, she pushed the kid behind the safety wall. She didn't get completely behind it though. The grenade hit the masonry and sent shrapnel around her causing numerous lacerations on her back, a couple on her front, and one long cut through her left lekku. All the wounds were healed, however they left scars. The elongated damage to the tchun caused some mental problems that had to be addressed before she could return to class.
Return she did, though those that knew her well saw a change in her behavior when just sitting around the bay. As soon as that bottom button of her uniform jacket was unbuttoned, she went from an elegant tightrope walker to tripping over her own two feet. She was examined over it and it seemed completely psychological. But when her superiors factored in the trigger for this behavior change, they decided just to make a note in her file and have her continue. After graduation, she was placed on a list to join a Fleet, but she had to wait it out with the enlisted and work beside them.
While working in the field at battle scenes, she was placed with the snipers and expert Marksmen to maintain battle fire in squads. However because of certain qualities of hers, she was selected for a few other missions. This was when she acquired her trademark sporting pistol. A dark green colored collapsible pistol that could be hidden anywhere. She was sent in to a Catina as a dancer and listen in on the conversations of the enemy troops that visited the Neutral ground of the Catina. These missions gave them a unique advantage after a drunk private spilled the formation strategy of their unit. After a year and a half serving in the sands, her name was called upon for an open spot in the fleet. Despite having to leave another team behind, she was happy to leave them as they were so she could do what she was trained for.
Password: Kylah
RP Sample:
Xiann'passik quietly walked down the corridor of the Space station in her full uniform. Placed under her left arm was her orders and in her right hand was her duffel bag. Her heels clicking on the hard floor as the dark green skinned twi'lek carried on to the transport shuttle. The transport shuttle would take her and the ten others to an Orbital Docking station where they will join their respected ships in the fleet. Turning the corner, she continued following the signs to Gate 35. Upon arrival, she greeted the Sgt at the gate, set her bag down. As soon as he saluted her, she returned the salute and handed him the PDA under her left arm containing the transfer orders. After signing the orders, he opened the door and stood at attention as she picked up her duffel bag and walked in.
Inside were the other ten. Mostly female enlisted. At least there should be no problems on this transport. She had thoughts about what happened on her last transport through hyperspace. So far every single one of them had been eventful. First one gave her life, second one, she almost broke the guy's hand. After stowing her bag under the seat and sliding the PDA in the side holder, she took her seat. She slid her lekku over her shoulders before she leaned back and slid the brace down over her chest. The longer then normal lekku slid through the opening and allowed to lay forward. Her heels joined near the base of her seat as she sat at attention.
Next to her was a Spaceman recruit. the woman was human and shaking like a leaf. Turning her head she offered the woman a calming smile. "What has you worried?"
The Spaceman looked up and seemed even more shaken having to talk to an officer. "Nothing Sir, I mean, Ma'am. Hyperspace jump jitters is all Ma'am." The sounds of two women on the other side of the transport giggling to each other about the Spaceman were given the stare which set them into a rigid pose of attention.
Xiann'passik leaned back in her seat, reached over and patted the spaceman's hand. Her eyes closing as her lips parted. She started to sign a calm Togruta song that seemed to calm down the entire cabin. They were calm enough that they didn't even notice the ship undocking, powering up and entering hyperspace. By the time the song ended. The Co-pilot looked back and gave a thumbs up.
Department: Navy
Rank: Ensign
Name: Xiann'passik
Race: Twi'lek
Age: 24
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 132 lbs
Birth place: Aboard a Republic Battleship during a Hyperspace Jump
Appearance: Xiann'passik is the model female twi'lek. Her skin is dark green, a sign of her meals growing up being part molds and part military cuisine. Her lekku are longer then the average for female twi'leks, having grown to the back of her knees. Her chest is of ample size as well. Large brown eyes show a childlike innocence, despite her age and experience. Her body does have a few scars, along the top of her chest and back from training. Her most noticeable one is the long scar running the full length of her tchun.
Her attire is limited. She has multiple uniforms from the military and a few sets of civilian attire.Her gray Navy uniforms are always sharp and clean as she take great pride in wearing them.The officer's cap is exchanged for a gray head dressing with the same insignia as are on the cap. the wrappings on the tchun are placed strategically to hide the only scar that the rest of the uniform doesn't hide. her civilian clothes follow the norm for twi'lek female dress. short, skimpy, and tight. When allowed to, she carries a sporting pistol. Preferring the slender and precise qualities over the power of heavy blasters. The holster is usually on her hip, thigh, or under her lekku, depending on the circumstance.
Picture
Personality:
Her personality is rather three fold. First, and most seen is her on duty personality. while on duty, she is extremely serious. She doesn't just go by the book, but she goes by the letter. "regulations are made for your safety." When regulations are shirked or broken she can become quite mean and scary. There are very few excuses which can take her off the subject, and it usually takes another regulation to supersede that which she was in. Her uniform at full dress is a clue that she is in battle ax mode and is a good time to jump through hyper clean.
Second is her entertainer personality. She likes to keep those around her happy and relaxed. She sings, dances, performs plays, comedies, and even offers massages. During this time, she is as devoted to other's happiness as she is devoted to the regulations while on-duty. Her clothes for this are either silken or other cloth clothing. She has been known to perform while in uniform though that was a command performance and was not a dance. She removes her headdress to preform while in uniform.
Finally is her more recent personality. When off duty and just sitting around she is a ditz. A sort of innocence shines through her eyes. Helium in the head tends to do that. When in civilian attire, she is easily tripped up over words and actions. Usually causing her to fall on her face literally and figuratively. She also seems to forget certain things told to her, so she always has a PDA on her wrist to keep her on track of time schedules, which she sets while in Uniform just before she gets off duty.
Skills: Security, Persuasion, Entertain, Diplomacy
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 5
Leadership: 6
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 2
Ranged Weapons: 7
Alignment: +7
Bio:
The story of Zinnias starts four years before she was born. Her mother, Ola Passaic, was taken from Ry and sold to a slave breeding facility on a nearby moon. The facility used bought and stolen Wilek, Togruta, and Cathar to mate and create new slaves to be sold. the idea was to genetically breed stronger, more beautiful, and more obedient slaves to sell. Males were thrown into rooms of isolation for weeks on end and when a woman was at the right time, she would be thrown into the cell with the right, and now willing male.
The facility's plan had been successful for two generations. Eventually though, the republic found out about their activities and sent in a force to end it. The highly trained assault battalion cleared through the facility with ease. The slaves were then taken aboard the star destroyer to be taken home and have their health evaluated. During this evaluation, 100 of the women brought on board were pregnant and the republic gave orders to have these women transported to Alderaan for birthing services and prenatal care. A task that the troopers were not used to handling.
During the hyper space Jump to Alderaan, Oola Passik went into labor. Very few things frightened republic soldiers, but the screams of a twi'lek in that sort of pain, got them nervous. One of the field medics had to be assisted by a droid to help deliver her. After she was born, cleaned, and handed to her mother, Oola Passik wiped a finger across the child's lips and the baby bit her finger. Because of this she was named Xiann'passik, which in Basic meant golden spider.
On Alderaan, the women who were pregnant and the infants without mothers were taken care of and a small area of land was set aside for them to live during this. Oola not only took care of little Xiann'passik, but she helped take care of the other infants. During this time, a human soldier, Charles, who had been visiting and guarding the women and children began to fall in love with her. After a year, they were married and living permanently in the small village. Charles was however a Jump trooper and had to go on missions often off planet. So he would be gone years at a time.
Xiann'passik grew up with the other children. She learned the Twi'lek, Cathar, and Togruta ways and languages. Every one of the children considered each other as sibling and, unless their mother was still with them, Oola as thier mother. When the guard was changed every month, no one was more excited then Xiann'passik. Every time she would run over to the new guard and give them a hug, until the helmet was removed, a majority of the time revealing someone other then Charles, who she saw as her father.
As she grew up, Charles rose higher in rank and was soon a chief. With more time off the ship, they were able to spend more time together. It was when she was ten, that she decided that she wanted to follow her father's footsteps, by joining the Republic Navy. With a smile on his face every time, Charles began teaching her some protocol and basic drill maneuvers to get her ready for the military life she wanted. By the time she was 16, she had started practicing with a blaster pistol.
During the time her father was away, Oola had her keep up with the culture of the twi'lek female. She taught her dances and how to sing. because of the relationship with her father, she also added comedy to her entertainment arsenal. Her lekku also showed amazing growth compared to the basic female length. By her 17th birthday they had reached their peak length, growing to the back of her knees. This gave her some respect among the others, and Twi'leks as the length of one's lekku was a great status symbol, often times going hand in hand with influence and wealth. However at the moment she showed no signs of connections to those two. She and the other young twi'lek girls, hand sewn the clothing of everyone from the bolts of government grade fabric sent to them.
She took the aptitude test to join the Republic forces a few months before she turned 18. With the early studies her father gave her and her natural problem solving skills, she qualified to go to the Officer Candidate School. The letters of recommendation from her father and a few other officers helped her land a spot in the school. With her last month in the village before she left, she helped the others prepare to leave or leave for other jobs with the government. By the time she left, the small village they grew up in consisted of only Oola, Charles, and ten others a few months younger then her.
On the transport to the School, The mostly male capacity had their eyes on her. There were whispers and rumors already going that Xiann'passik was a slave freed by the republic and placed in this class to help the real students improve. These rumors didn't last long as one of the other candidates took these rumors as fact and walked up to her grabbing her inappropriately. Grabbing his wrist locking it behind his back and pushing up, she kicked out his knees and planted the larger male on the ground, face down, immobilized. Her foot standing on his wrist as she stood up and dusted her hands off giving the other men looks. While most of them looked away, some continued looking, not from want but awe.
Her studies at the academy went on with very few events. Even though she had some skill in unarmed combat, she had trouble during the melee weapon classes. Her forte during combat training was with the blasters. She had no trouble earning and keeping a marksman rating with the three levels of blasters. She earned respect from others during the off class times, by helping relax everyone and massaging out sore muscles. She got so involved in the team unity, she even started showering with the men. This was at first thought that it was going to cause problems. But the way she carried herself and the the feeling of unity from everyone, meant that all those sessions went by without any incident. Soon, their unit was truly a unit, that did everything without any individual concerns.
During the final year the class was split up into specialties. Xiann'passik was taken into command and tactics training with 15 others. Here they learned bridge etiquette, procedures, and how to train enlisted. During one training session, her trainee was learning the proper procedure to throw a grenade. however in a moment of panic, he threw the pin and dropped the grenade. With only a second to do so, she pushed the kid behind the safety wall. She didn't get completely behind it though. The grenade hit the masonry and sent shrapnel around her causing numerous lacerations on her back, a couple on her front, and one long cut through her left lekku. All the wounds were healed, however they left scars. The elongated damage to the tchun caused some mental problems that had to be addressed before she could return to class.
Return she did, though those that knew her well saw a change in her behavior when just sitting around the bay. As soon as that bottom button of her uniform jacket was unbuttoned, she went from an elegant tightrope walker to tripping over her own two feet. She was examined over it and it seemed completely psychological. But when her superiors factored in the trigger for this behavior change, they decided just to make a note in her file and have her continue. After graduation, she was placed on a list to join a Fleet, but she had to wait it out with the enlisted and work beside them.
While working in the field at battle scenes, she was placed with the snipers and expert Marksmen to maintain battle fire in squads. However because of certain qualities of hers, she was selected for a few other missions. This was when she acquired her trademark sporting pistol. A dark green colored collapsible pistol that could be hidden anywhere. She was sent in to a Catina as a dancer and listen in on the conversations of the enemy troops that visited the Neutral ground of the Catina. These missions gave them a unique advantage after a drunk private spilled the formation strategy of their unit. After a year and a half serving in the sands, her name was called upon for an open spot in the fleet. Despite having to leave another team behind, she was happy to leave them as they were so she could do what she was trained for.
Password: Kylah
RP Sample:
Xiann'passik quietly walked down the corridor of the Space station in her full uniform. Placed under her left arm was her orders and in her right hand was her duffel bag. Her heels clicking on the hard floor as the dark green skinned twi'lek carried on to the transport shuttle. The transport shuttle would take her and the ten others to an Orbital Docking station where they will join their respected ships in the fleet. Turning the corner, she continued following the signs to Gate 35. Upon arrival, she greeted the Sgt at the gate, set her bag down. As soon as he saluted her, she returned the salute and handed him the PDA under her left arm containing the transfer orders. After signing the orders, he opened the door and stood at attention as she picked up her duffel bag and walked in.
Inside were the other ten. Mostly female enlisted. At least there should be no problems on this transport. She had thoughts about what happened on her last transport through hyperspace. So far every single one of them had been eventful. First one gave her life, second one, she almost broke the guy's hand. After stowing her bag under the seat and sliding the PDA in the side holder, she took her seat. She slid her lekku over her shoulders before she leaned back and slid the brace down over her chest. The longer then normal lekku slid through the opening and allowed to lay forward. Her heels joined near the base of her seat as she sat at attention.
Next to her was a Spaceman recruit. the woman was human and shaking like a leaf. Turning her head she offered the woman a calming smile. "What has you worried?"
The Spaceman looked up and seemed even more shaken having to talk to an officer. "Nothing Sir, I mean, Ma'am. Hyperspace jump jitters is all Ma'am." The sounds of two women on the other side of the transport giggling to each other about the Spaceman were given the stare which set them into a rigid pose of attention.
Xiann'passik leaned back in her seat, reached over and patted the spaceman's hand. Her eyes closing as her lips parted. She started to sign a calm Togruta song that seemed to calm down the entire cabin. They were calm enough that they didn't even notice the ship undocking, powering up and entering hyperspace. By the time the song ended. The Co-pilot looked back and gave a thumbs up.
