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[Dutch]

Credit to Squee <3

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~...you may Throw Your Rock~...

~...and Hide Your Hand~...

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~~Levin Caelum~~
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|Jedi High General|Healer|Jedi High Councilor|

~...Workin' In The Dark~...

~...Against Your Fellow Man~...

Theme Song: God's Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash

~...but as Sure As God~...

~...Made Black And White~...

Appearance:

Levin Caelum is a hybrid of Human and Apithiri descent. He stands at about six feet tall, and has broad shoulders. His hair is black, and he usually lets it do as it pleases, but keeps it on the shorter side. He always seems to have a five o'clock shadow, if not slightly thicker beard. One would say he is quite handsome, with masculine features and stunning green eyes that are rimmed in silver.

When Levin moves, it's always with confidence. His motions are fluid and follow through with each other, even outside of combat. He is one that rarely blinks, something some find unsettling about the man, an other finds it a great excuse to look into his eyes. When in combat, Levin can be quite the sight to behold. Despite his larger size, he is quite quick with his motions. His foot work is always sure, and his arms a blur in his blended Niman/ Makashi style of lightsaber combat. This is not the most powerful way to observe Levin though. Whenever he channels the Force, his aura within it burns brightly, a clean, searing light that pervades everything it seems. This is caused both from his strong connection to the Lightside, but his natural capabilities as a Healer.

His usual attire rarely changes. Levin forgoes traditional Jedi robes, feeling they can be too restricting. Instead he normally wears a tunic style shirt, usually white, and dark pants. He is almost always seen with a tan coat over this, with the Jedi Temple's Healer insignia upon its arm. Another unorthodox thing the Jedi does, is keep his lightsaber holstered on a brace he wears on his right arm, letting the tool sit hidden up his sleeve instead of on his belt where it would be obvious.

~...What's done In The Dark~...

~...will be Brought To The Light~...

Personality:

Levin is a devout person. He fully believes in the Path of the Jedi, and its way to serenity. However, being a Healer, he tends to face any sort of challenge head on. He works tirelessly, seeking the ailment, and removing it. Whether it be cancer, a wound, or an enemy. His eyes always have an intense look to them, but this belies a kindness that is rare amongst most in the galaxy. From the outside, Levin may seem distant, but in reality, he is just quiet, and a bit shy even.

To his friends, Levin is untold amounts of patient and kind. It's rare for him to get short with anyone, Locke Nemsee being the only one to ever come close. Levin is one to take others burdens upon himself, part from his abilities to literally do this through the Force, part his desire to remove all harm possible from those he is close with.

To his enemies, Levin is a searing, unwavering foe. Undaunted and nearly unstoppable, Levin will always give one the option to surrender at first, but the minute they choose to fight or run away, he will pursue until the threat is neutralized. Levin does not ever harbor a grudge against anyone, but he does keep potential or known threats in his mind. He never forgets an enemy.

One thing many find a mixture of charming and hilarious, is Levin's complete and utter lack of a sense of humor. Jokes fly right over his head constantly, and he does not banter with others. When he speaks, it's because he needs to. He still isn't above lecturing others, but few Jedi are.

Most important to know about Levin, and one that only a couple choice friends are aware of, is that he is Bonded with another person. Levin tries to not become too close with his Bond mate, but the woman has been a constant companion to the Jedi, and despite it all, is in love with her. So far he has resisted following his emotional desires towards this situation, and strives to uphold his Code as much as possible.

~...You Can Run On For A Long Time~...

~...Run On For A Long Time~...

Practiced Lightsaber Forms:
Shii-Cho 5
Makashi 5
Niman 5


Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 7
Body: 5
Sense: 8
Protection: 5
Healing: 9
Destruction: 0

Specialized Skills:
Force Light
Force Healing
Force Blinding


Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 8
Leadership: 3

Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons:0
Ranged Weapons:0

~...Run On For A Long Time~...

~...Sooner Or Later~...

Aoife Casso: Force Bonded |
Mon'vuuem: Friend |
Locke Nemsee: Friend |
Rhissai'arckan: Friend |
Vreem Took: Friend |
Jace Beleren: Friend |
Grandmaster Roq: Friend/ Mentor |
Kanika Shoshan: Apprentice |

~...God'll Cut You Down

[Dutch]

Rebel | DLA Leader

...+Dutch Sampson+...

...hangman is comin' down from the gallows
and i don't have very long...

...the JIG is UP, the NEWS is OUT
they've FINALLY found ME...

Theme Song: Renegade by Styx

...the RENEGADE
who HAD it MADE...

Appearance: A good looking, sturdy young man, Dutch’s body is in great shape from a lifetime of working on his father’s farmlands. His eyes are a bluish gray color, but the very rims around his pupil’s almost look copper in color. His hair is a medium brown color that’s usually either filled with dust from the fields, or spiked back from sweat. From his left shoulder down and across his back he has a large tattoo of a Voritor Lizard, the tip of its tail stops just on his right hip. And on his left hip, he has the DLA tattoo.

Usual wear for him these days include a simple shirt and thick woven cotton pants, along with a pair of steel toed boots and a rancor-leather jacket. On his right hand he wears a simple metal band on his ring finger. A leather holster for his sawn off shotgun is connected to his belt. His brass knuckles sit in a pocket that his hands rest in often.

...RETRIEVED for a BOUNTY
never MORE to go ASTRAY...

Personality:
Dutch first and foremost is loyal. Loyal to his family, loyal to his friends, loyal to his planet, loyal to his cause. He would give anything to rid his planet of the blight currently enveloping it. And nearly has several times.

He adores his family more than anything else, and that includes more than just Al, his last living relative on Dantooine. Anyone that grew up or worked on his father's plantation is family to him. Because of this though, he takes every death of theirs quite personally.

The young man is known to be quick to anger, especially if it involves anything threatening him or his people. Alcohol exacerbates this condition even more. It doesn't help that like Dutch's father, and his father before him, that Dutch has been fighting a battle with alcoholism for years. He only ever seems to relapse after something horrible has happened.

Despite this, Dutch is known for his trademark sarcasm and wit. The man has almost no filter on what he says to people, especially when arguing or fighting with them. He talks smack, and taunts, and jeers at enemies. Around his friends and family though, Dutch is still sarcastic, but also shows rare kindness to most people in Homestead, as they too are suffering just as much as he is...

...THIS'LL be the END today
of a WANTED MAN...

Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence:5
Speed:5
Leadership:7

Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 7

Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 0
Telepathic: 0
Body: 1
Sense: 1
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0

...the JUDGE'LL have his REVENGE today
on a WANTED MAN...

Allistair Sampson: Brother |
Mohana - Maya Lakshmi: Love Interest |
Kveta: Puppy!

[Dutch]

I won't let you turn around- - -

___Cyar'ika Vevut___

Gunslinger | Mand'alor the Reclaimer

-And tell me now I'm much too proud-

-To walk away from something when it's dead-

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-Do, do, do your dirty words-

[/b]When one first looks at Cyar’ika outside her armor, they would see nothing more than a small Codru-Ji. Her hair is black in color and very silky with a slightly purple sheen to it. She keeps it long, when not tied up in anything the sleek mane falls to between her shoulder blades. Cyar’ika’s forehead is usually covered by her straight-cut bangs that sit just above the brim of her black, thin, square framed glasses. Behind those glasses is a keen pair of ice-blue eyes rimmed with black. Cyar’ika has near flawless skin, and so, doesn’t wear make-up or anything too often, she prefers to go all natural if given the choice. Three inches to the left and slightly down from her belly button is a circular scar from a slugthrower bullet, one of her only markings. Like all Codru-Ji, her ears carry a point to them, so even if Cyar’ika’s hair is down, they will protrude out of it slightly, thus why she tends to comb it back behind her ears.

Physically average height by Codru-Ji standards, Cyar’ika has an amazingly toned body with almost no body fat on it. Her body is lithe and flexible, something she utilizes in combat. She has a naturally fast metabolism that both makes her burn calories quickly, and leaves her with a mighty appetite. It is not uncommon to see her snacking and munching when not on a mission. Cyar’ika has a very slim waist that gives her a curvy hourglass figure. A mythosaur skull is tattooed on the upper right side of her back, a mark for her people. Like all Codru-Ji, she has four arms and two legs, all well toned and muscled. Cyar’ika works out for a couple hours a day to keep in shape, though he does prefer to work out with a partner.

Cyar’ika’s armor is pretty standard by Mandalorian definition, minus the fact that it is made for someone with four arms. It is a dark midnight color, the blue only showing in sunlight. Any trim on the armor is dark purple in color, and the Kevlar under weave is black. Like many Mandalorians, Cyar’ika has a jetpack that is on the back of her chestpiece, but she has added a quick release latch in case she needs to drop it. Cyar’ika has the classic ‘T’ shaped visor and HUD that most Mandalorians use, with her clan symbol etched into the left side of the helm. Her pistols’ holsters are located at both sides of her hips one next to the other. Her knife sheaths are both strapped to the side of her armor’s grieves and her wasp batons are sheathed on her lower back.

When not in combat Cyar’ika prefers to keep comfortable. Shorts that go down to mid-thigh are most common when the temperature allows, and specially tailored tank-tops allow her arms to move freely. Unless one lived with Cyar’ika, they’d never know that she has a cybernetic hand on the lower-left arm. Usually, a set of black, soft leather gloved that go to mid-bicep cover them. The cyborg part of the arm ends halfway between her elbow and wrist, the metal is a blue-steel color. She prefers to keep this part of her anatomy hidden, as to not reinforce any prejudice of her being feral in any way.[/ul][/font]

-Come out to play when you are hurt-

-There are certain things that should be left unsaid-

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-Tick, tick, tick, tick on the watch-

-And life's too short for me to stop-

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Heightened Hearing (Racial)
Gunslinger
Piloting
Repair
Slicing

Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 7
Leadership: 5

Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 7
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-Oh, baby, your time is running out-

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Tihaar Verd'yc: Rival | Friend
Jahari Saad: Friend | Love Interest?
Arkandos Phelan: Hero | Mentor [/ul][/font]

-I won't let you turn around-

-And tell me now I'm much too proud-

[Dutch]

. HOLY WATER .

. Cannot help you now .

. A thousand armies couldn't keep me out .

.=.=.=Jessoin Zarander=.=.=.

. See, I've come to burn .

. Your kingdom down .

| Renata's Dog | Sith Apprentice |

Theme Song: Seven Devils by Florence + the Machine

. And no rivers and no lakes .

. Can put the fire out .

Appearance: Jessoin is a creature of grace. He is tall with lanky limbs and long fingers. His skin is fair and pale, and lined with scars of varying sizes. His hair is feathered naturally, with a slight curl that flares outward. Like all Zelosian, Jess’ eyes are a shockingly vibrant green, they almost seem to glow. They are known to turn the trademark amber color, or blood red when the dark-side begins to flow through him. It’s a common sight for Jess to talk with his hands, gestures abound. Most of the time he smiles pleasantly, a knowing grin as if some great secret is held within those shining green eyes. This is merely a veneer, if Jessoin is smiling at you, it’s quite likely he’s planning a way to get you killed or in his bed. He has the habit of cracking his joints, though the man does it unconsciously more so than to disturb others.

One thing Jess insists on, is being impeccably dressed. All his robes and clothes are custom tailored to the man, often in greens, blacks and golds. Even the robes he dons for combat are made of high end leathers and materials (see below), and makes it a point of pride to not get a single mark on them when in battle. He moves in grand motions, sweeping gestures and long strides when he walks. The man often leers and grins, as if the entire galaxy simply entertains him to no end, especially when someone is receiving his attention. Whenever Jessoin talks to you, it's as if there is no one else in the galaxy but you, his attention undivided, if unwanted.

. I'm gonna raise the stakes .

. I'm gonna smoke you out .

Personality: To be blunt, Jessoin is power hungry. There is nothing more the man craves than dominance over others. And he doesn't hide it either. This is primarily due to his sordid history, and tendency to let others actually get the upper hand over him. Unfortunately, he is easily manipulated by folks of the female persuasion, something he loathes about himself. Yet if there's one thing he loves almost as much as dominating, it's women. The man is constantly on the prowl for them, and is a constant flirt. Even when rebuffed, he will continue his amorous advances out of mere amusement.

When not training, or working for his mistress, Lady Renata, Jess spends his time combing through the archives, always desperate for more knowledge. A secret love of his, and something he would never admit, is his addiction to soap operas on the holonet. Some of his favorites include As the Galaxy Turns, The Dark and the Light, and Hotel Corellia. Jessoin tends to keep to himself during the days, but the nights hold something entirely different for the man. Chems, booze, women and murder, Jessoin lets himself do as he pleases. Freedom is a big thing to the man, having been controlled for so long. For the first time in his life, his controller appears to be hands off primarily, though unafraid to put the Zelosian in his place. Something that seems to happen to him often, much to his chagrin.

. And now all your love .
. Will be exorcised .

Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho: 5
Makashi: 4
Ataru: 2


Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 1
Body: 2
Sense: 3
Protection: 7
Healing: 0
Destruction: 8


Specialized Skills:
Force Scream


Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 7
Leadership: 2

Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 0
Ranged Weapons: 5

. And we will find your sayings .

. To be paradox .

Lady Renata: Mistress
Tesa Yarum: Lover
Zarene Yin: Rival | Ally
Nieraan Onin: Friend | Rival
Bellinda Maskrr: Friend | Confidant

. And it's an even sum .

. It's a melody .

. It's a battle cry .

. It's a symphony .

[Dutch]

{Reserved for LIMA}

[Dutch]

{Reserved for Ruck}

[Dutch]

{Reserved for Lalo}

[Dutch]

{Reserved for Halli}

[Squee]

To my dearest Dutch,

I'm using this as my personal practice page for your charrie pages.

Don't mind me. I'll delete it when I'm done.

Love,
Squee ~~

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You don't have to delete it toots, leave up your little note. :3

Dutch

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