Name: Angélique Lelièvre
Nicknames: Angel
Faction: Independent
Rank: None
Species: Zeltron
Age: Rude
Height: 5'5"
Weight: Also Rude
Eyes: Yellow
Hair: Blue
Force Sensitive: Yes
Force Rank: Apprentice
Force Alignment: Neutral
Traits
- Party Girl – Angélique seeks out events and activities where emotions run high. If she can’t find such a diversion, she’ll create one herself; she’ll kiss the nearest person, punch that loud mouth bartender in the face, or do whatever else it takes to get the crowd excited (barring heinous acts of depravity or self-destruction). Combine this penchant for calculated hedonism with the natural Zeltron Empathy (not to mention the pheromones), and Angélique can be quite aptly described as a walking party.
- Pheromones - Zeltrons release pheromones that make them very...likeable, to put it politely. They do this constantly. Great for throwing people off their game during negotiations or picking up that cute boy at the bar, although a bit inconvenient if the girl at the checkout keeps drooling all over your reusable grocery bags.
- Empathy – Zeltrons possess a limited form of telepathy that allows for the sharing of emotions; that is, they feel the emotions of those around them, and can also project their own emotions onto nearby sentients.
- Greed – A lady has needs. Sometimes, a lady needs love, affection, and friendship. And sometimes, she needs an electrum plated blaster pistol, Force-Karking-Damnit.
- Trusting - For someone as...experienced with people as herself, Angélique is rather naive, willing to trust in the fundamental benevolence of people until given reason to not do so. As a smuggler, she's wisened up, and she's downright cynical compared to your average resident of Zeltros, but that's...really not saying much.
- Pilot - Angélique is a natural when it comes to flying. She's best with speeders, starfighters, and freighters, but really, she can pick up pretty quickly on any hunk of metal, so long as it flies.
