Post by Danee on Apr 20, 2015 5:32:20 GMT -5
Name: Alexandra Riely Grey
Race: Half-Human, Half-Lorrdian
Age: 25
Birthplace: Space, Cruiser Medbay
Allegiance: Varies
Status: Mercenary
Rank: Self-employed Mercenary
Height/Weight: 165cm 65kg
Appearance:
Short, friendly, great at drinking are some words that describe Alexandra. Standing at a height of 165cm (5'4) she's not that easy to spot in a crowd if she wants to disappear which has helped her numerous times in the past. Her brown hair reaches just past her shoulders and is almost always hanging in a ponytail except for when she's out drinking, though that's not often. The brown hair matches her hazel brown eyes.
When seen outside she's often wearing a black jacket with dark blue jeans. Underneath the jacket there's almost always a white tank-top along with a few necklaces around her neck which she's gotten from her Mother before her death.
Short, friendly, great at drinking are some words that describe Alexandra. Standing at a height of 165cm (5'4) she's not that easy to spot in a crowd if she wants to disappear which has helped her numerous times in the past. Her brown hair reaches just past her shoulders and is almost always hanging in a ponytail except for when she's out drinking, though that's not often. The brown hair matches her hazel brown eyes.
When seen outside she's often wearing a black jacket with dark blue jeans. Underneath the jacket there's almost always a white tank-top along with a few necklaces around her neck which she's gotten from her Mother before her death.
Personality:
Alexandra, or Alex as she prefers to be called, is a difficult person to describe with a few words. One day she can be as calm as a still lake and the next she's as aggressive as a rabid dog fighting for its survival. Being impulsive is what got her into the mercenary business in the first place, being offered some money to help with a raid against a small gang.
Her impulsiveness has also gotten her into quite a lot of trouble as well, from being caught stealing some food to trying hot wire a small ship. Despite knowing that something is a really bad idea, she might go through with it because it sounds like fun.
When it comes to arguing with someone she's not afraid to raise her voice to get her point through. Swearing is something that she's grown up with and it's something that she does without thinking most of the time, though she's aware that some times it's better to watch your mouth and try to keep the swears to a minimum.
Ships/Vehicles:
Delaya-class Courier - Archangel - link
Delaya-class Courier - Archangel - link
Equipment:
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength - Average
Agility - Average
Intelligence - Average
Charisma -Average
Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Knives - Adept
Blaster Rifle - Apprentice
Flying - Expert
Melee - Adept
Knives - Adept
Blaster Rifle - Apprentice
Flying - Expert
Melee - Adept
Other Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Pickpocketing - Adept
Lockpicking - Apprentice
Hotwiring - Adept
Mechanic - Adept
Language: Basic - Fluent
Language: Durese - Novice
Language: Cheunh - Apprentice
Language: Twi-leki - Novice
Biography:
Birth to 7:
Born in the medbay on a Cruiser heading towards Coruscant Alexandra always has had a connection with ships. She's always wanted to own her own ship and to be able to head out into the vast empty space outside the atmosphere.
Alexandra's mother, Lyra, was a Lorrdian who was moving to Coruscant at the time. Her father however was Human and is someone she's never met before, though the only thing that she knows about her father is that she got his surname, something her mother gave her out of respect for her father.
When they settled in on Coruscant it was rough at first, her mother had a hard time being a mother and working at the same time, meaning that Alexandra didn't get to spend as much time with her as she may have wanted, instead there was a variety of babysitters that took care of her until she was old enough to start taking care of herself.
7 to 14:
Alexandra's education was something that her mother always worried about. Because of Lyra's constant working she was rarely home to help with homework and Alexandra wasn't home that often either, as she began to spend time with older friends who got her into bad habits. But she still didn't want to make her mother disappointed, so she'd sacrifice her own sleep after coming home late to rush the homework. This lead to Alexandra's grades falling and her slowly starting to worry her mother more and more.
As Alexandra grew older she began to stay out later and later, her grades had almost tanked completely and she had begun to skip classes as well as starting to do shoplifting with her friends. Finding out about all this really made Lyra upset, along with her constant working to support her and Alexandra it made her sick.
Despite being sick her mother continued to work up until Alexandra was fourteen when she got too sick to work and then admitted to the hospital. When Alexandra heard about this she hurried to get there and see if her mother was going to be okay. The doctor said that her signs didn't look too good and that Lyra should take the time to tell her daughter anything she might want to say if she wasn't going to make it.
That night she gave Alexandra her necklaces she always wore, saying that she had gotten them from her mother and one of them from her Father. Alexandra reluctantly accepted the gift as she wanted her to get better. Though hours later Lyra fell asleep one last time, passing away in the middle of the night.
Alexandra woke up when the Doctors turned on the lights and began to try and bring her back, knowing that her mother probably wasn't going to wake up she left the hospital in a hurry with her mother's necklaces around her neck as she knew that now that her mother had died, she'd be placed with a new family, something she did not want.
15 to 19:
When her mother had died, Alexandra had hurried home, grabbing most of her clothing along with most of the food and a picture of her mother before putting it in a bag then leaving the apartment again. From then on she lived on the streets of Coruscant, spending time with her friends whenever she could whilst trying to survive. The first few months she was given food by her friends before they had to stop due to their parents asking why they were bringing out food all the time. Which forced Alexandra to resort to other means of finding something to eat.
She didn't want to beg for food as she knew that the risk would be too high that someone would just bring her in and wait for the authorities to move her to a foster home. Instead she began to steal ingredients and simple food products so that she could make her own food. In the beginning it was hard for her to go undetected, often having to run several blocks before finding a place to duck into and hide.
Though as time passed she got better and better at snatching small meals from restaurants or the like. But, this didn't go unnoticed and shortly after her seventeenth birthday she was approached by a group of men, asking if she wished to work for them. This was the first time she'd accept credits for stealing something.
In this case she was to get the key-card to a storage unit, in exchange for a two hundred credits. Knowing that it was risky she accepted it anyway, as she needed the credits for food that wasn't stolen.
The Key-card in question wasn't hard to find, it was just a problem getting away once she had it. Walking into the bar she had been told to find it in, she was greeted by a full room of people. All of them seemed armed as well, but, at the counter there it lay, the Key-card. She slowly made her way into the bar, evading anyone as she didn't want attention drawn to her.
Eventually she sat down at a stool in front of the counter, the card was within reach, but the door wasn't.
Watching the card she felt someone bump into her back, causing her to get shoved into the counter and the patrons next to her move back a bit, dragging their glasses along the counter, pushing the card off it and down onto the floor.
Climbing off her chair she got down onto the floor and picked up the card, quickly putting it inside her jacket when she was pushed again. This time, seemingly by purpose. She got up from the ground and turned around, seeing a rather large Chiss male standing there. Claiming she took his stool, she apologized and began making her way out towards the door.
As she was on the finishing stretch she heard the barkeep call out for a missing key-card, she stopped for a moment, blinking but instead of turning around she slowly made her way towards the door.
Once she was outside she felt a wave of relief wash over her, the money was hers and she wouldn't have to steal for a few days. It felt good.
When the Card was turned over and her money was in her hands she turned around and walked away, she did not care about what was inside the storage unit, she had her money and now she didn't want anything to do with them.
A few months after her nineteenth birthday, she was approached by them again, though they didn't seem to remember her. This time, they wanted someone to steal hot wire a shuttle, and they offered even more money this time around.
Alexandra had never done anything like that before, except for picking the locks to the occasional door, but that was nothing compared to what they asked of her.
After picking the lock to the door it slid up and they walked into the shuttle. "I-I'm not sure I can do this..." she had said as she sat down in the driver seat, looking at the control pad, she had been inside a few shuttles but never been in the front seat, so most of this was entirely new.
Reaching down beneath the controls she ran her fingers alongside the smooth metal until she felt a small gap which disappeared after a few inches. "I'll need a kni-" before she had been able to finish the sentence a knife was handed to her. Looking at the ornate blade Alex grabbed it and placed the edge against the small gap and began to move the knife to ledge it against it.
Pressing the edge against the gap the blade sunk in between the two sheets, pressing the blade up she pushed down the sheet, denting it a bit. But, being unable to fully open it she took a step back. After telling them that they'd have to bend it open for her she moved out of the shuttle, saying that she'd just get some fresh air as it was getting quite cramped inside it.
Once outside she activated the door and quickly began working on the look, this, compared to hot wiring, was something she was used to. It took a mere few seconds before the lock was sealed and those inside, remained inside.
She made sure to run as fast as she could away from the site, making sure to run by her current hideout to grab her things, which fortunately fit inside a large duffel bag. Once she had her things she ran towards the Jedi Temple, having heard that the Jedi are pretty much the Police, perhaps they could keep her safe.
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