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Case File: 17382 {Dominic Crowley}

I am a son of the Mountain.
Imperial Officer: "The following audio profile is taken from File: 17382, Authorization code 172-Bravo-32. This file is hereby unclassified by order of Imperial Intelligence."

Imperial Officer: "Lieutenant....Lieutenant.....Lieutenant Crowley!"

Crowley: "Huh, oh sorry, I was spaced out for a moment there, what did you say?"

Imperial Officer: "Nevermind, we needed a picture for your file, the one we have will suffice."
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State your name for the record:
"Dominic Warren Crowley Jr."

Please state the official or Government you serve:
"The Galactic Empire, and myself."

Keep all answer simple sir, please state your rank as of the current date:
"Lieutenant."

Your Species?:
"Human. Though there is a little bit of Miralukan in my blood, way down the line."

Your age as of today?:
"Twenty-Four."

What is your sex sir?:
"Generally four to five times a we- oh. Male, sorry about that."

.......How tall would you say you are, Lieutenant?:
"About six feet even."

Your weight?:
"One-hundred and ninety pounds."

I've noticed that your eyes are almost white sir, can you explain that?:
"Yea, they're white. It comes from the Miralukan in my blood. Doctor's believe my eyesight will start to fade around my forties because of it."

State the color and style of your hair, please:
"Black hair slicked back into a fade."

Skin color, sir?:
"Tan, nicely tanned at that."

And one of the more important questions, do you have an above average connection to the Force?
"I do, but I'm only minimally trained."



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Sir I need you to describe two of your best strengths, followed by two crippling weaknesses:
"Crippling weaknesses, the hell are you a Doctor? I know I know, stay serious. Ok, one strength I have is my flight skills, I'm the best pilot in The Empire and I bet no one will tell me otherwise.

I guess another strength I have is my ability to make fast-paced decisions and calculations. Back in flight school they used to call me calculator, I can map out a flight path in the time it takes you to tie your shoes."

"When it comes to my weaknesses it's pretty easy to identify them. Well first off is my eyes, they're not guaranteed to work for any allotted amount of time. My mother's side of the family are Miralukan, because of this my mother could barely see. I'm actually the first one in the family to have perfect eye sight. Anyway, my eyes are white now but when I was born they were nearly brown, since then they've gotten lighter and lighter. The Doctor's believe they'll start to haze over like a normal half-breed, then I'll lose my sight."

"Another problem with me is I don't much care for authority, I like to do things my way, especially when it comes to the military. I told them a long time ago, if I fly, I fly my way."

Ok sir, that will do perfectly. Please describe your appearance:
"I thought you have me on camera? Man this is ridiculous. Alright, like I said I'm six feet tall so about average height. I have pretty broad shoulders and a long neck. My eyes are a crystal white and occasionally haze over to a darker grey, but that's not often at all. I have tattoos that run from the back of my neck, down to the lower part of my back."

Tattoos? Please explain:
"Pretty standard stuff. Running from the back of my left shoulder to the back of my right, there are tally marks to show every son of a hutt I've ever shot down. Sixty-three to date. Keep that for your records. Anyway on my back is a tattoo of a Rancor, and the mark "Rancor Squadron" in a rocker above that."

"Outside of that I'm usually dressed in my officer's uniform or flight suit. If I'm off duty you may catch me in some civvies, depending on where I'm at."

Ok sir, can you please supply us with a backstory on who you are, where you come from, that type of thing:
"If I find this on some holodating site I'm going to kill you. Look, I grew up on Serenno where my father was a flight officer. He served House Dooku as their personal fighter escort Captain. My mother was a cook or something...I don't know I honestly didn't pay her any attention until it was too late. Ever since I was a kid all I wanted to do was be like dad, you know, a starfighter pilot. Well because of my heritage and mother's oh so amazing genes I was told there was no way that was gonna happen. When I turned thirteen I went to the Doctor's for an eye exam. They noticed my eyes had gotten whiter over time but they still worked perfectly fine.

They didn't advise it but they said as of then I should be fine to fly. But they worried that my eyes would fail mid-flight, they urged my father not to allow me to fly. Well that was fine until I turned seventeen. Anyway around that time my old man was given a new contract to some big-time Sith that was headed to Atrisia, supposedly he was just supposed to be a fighter escort for some Trade and Diplomacy talks. Well...you know what happened at Atrisia...Galactic Alliance burned it to the ground. Of course my father didn't make it back. So I decided I was gonna fly, some way or some how I was going to fly like my old man. Well I found a mercenary group that ran escorts for a lot of corporate bigwigs in the outer rim. You could join on for four years, they take a huge chunk of your cut. Paying for things like fuel, ship upkeep, and cargo. In return you get fighter training and you can buy the fighter they supply you for a third of it's market price.

Who could turn that down? A lot of people, but not me. So I took the deal, flew with the Mysterious Mynocks for almost five years before I heard that The Galactic Empire hurting for pilots. They were a great bunch but...when I heard I may have a chance to be a military pilot, I had to join up. They accepted me as a fighter pilot even with my eyes and I've been flying with them ever since."
 
I am a son of the Mountain.
Awards and Commendations
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Bothawui Theater Service Medal: Awarded for Service during the culling of the Rebel presence on Bothawui
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Distinguished Flight Medal: Awarded for exceptional conduct in a single space engagement.
 

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