Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 11, 2015 16:34:10 GMT
* Name- Niobe Ramble
* Age- 19
* Gender- Female
* Species- Human mother, possibly Echani father.
* Affiliation- Herself
* Home-world- Coruscant
* Appearance- A bit short, maybe 5' 2". Grey, almost silvery, hair and eyes, golden skin. Harmless looking. Fairly attractive and aware of it. Tends towards tight, fashionable clothing.
* Weapons- A small blaster hidden among some tools in her belt and a vibroknife in her boot. Not much of a fighter, prefers talking her way out.
* Bio- Born on Coruscant to a waitress at a popular spaceport dive. She was handed off to an 'aunt' at the age of seven and grew up on said 'aunt's' smuggling ship acting as a distraction, small time thief, and extra pair of hands. A solid mechanic, great pilot, and fantastic liar who tends to distrust everyone but herself. Recently gained a very nice ship under mysterious circumstances that involved the rest of her former crew dying. Can move passengers and goods anywhere around the galaxy in comfort, though she's been avoiding Hutt space for some reason.
* Sample RP-
Her fingers tapped the sticky countertop with a comfortable idleness but her eyes were quick as they darted around the bar. Hours and no one had even had offered her a cheap intra-system job. She'd take nearly anything at this point, the money from the last cargo was running out and fuel wasn't exactly inexpensive
She gave the tired twi'lek behind the counter a smile as he passed, if her childhood had taught her anything it was that the best way to be successful in these establishments was to charm the staff, but once the man was gone she sighed heavily. Time to find the manager and see if they needed an extra hand, at the very least she'd get dinner out of it.
Yourself
Name-Annie
Age-Mid-teens
Years of (RP) experience-4
Character Roster- None, so far.
* Age- 19
* Gender- Female
* Species- Human mother, possibly Echani father.
* Affiliation- Herself
* Home-world- Coruscant
* Appearance- A bit short, maybe 5' 2". Grey, almost silvery, hair and eyes, golden skin. Harmless looking. Fairly attractive and aware of it. Tends towards tight, fashionable clothing.
* Weapons- A small blaster hidden among some tools in her belt and a vibroknife in her boot. Not much of a fighter, prefers talking her way out.
* Bio- Born on Coruscant to a waitress at a popular spaceport dive. She was handed off to an 'aunt' at the age of seven and grew up on said 'aunt's' smuggling ship acting as a distraction, small time thief, and extra pair of hands. A solid mechanic, great pilot, and fantastic liar who tends to distrust everyone but herself. Recently gained a very nice ship under mysterious circumstances that involved the rest of her former crew dying. Can move passengers and goods anywhere around the galaxy in comfort, though she's been avoiding Hutt space for some reason.
* Sample RP-
Her fingers tapped the sticky countertop with a comfortable idleness but her eyes were quick as they darted around the bar. Hours and no one had even had offered her a cheap intra-system job. She'd take nearly anything at this point, the money from the last cargo was running out and fuel wasn't exactly inexpensive
She gave the tired twi'lek behind the counter a smile as he passed, if her childhood had taught her anything it was that the best way to be successful in these establishments was to charm the staff, but once the man was gone she sighed heavily. Time to find the manager and see if they needed an extra hand, at the very least she'd get dinner out of it.
Yourself
Name-Annie
Age-Mid-teens
Years of (RP) experience-4
Character Roster- None, so far.
