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NAME: Jon Dromon
FACTION: Freelance
BIRTHPLACE: Ender's Flag
RANK: Bounty hunter
SPECIES: Duros
AGE: 35
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 171 lbs
EYES: Orange
SKIN: Blue
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Jon has no qualms with hunting and killing and is good at both.
He keeps his cool in heated moments and the worst of scenarios.
Jon's fearlessness can often overtake his need to be more cautious.
He can be blunt even toward employers; sharp tongue before Hutts.
APPEARANCE:
He looks like your average Duros.
He has blue skin and orange eyes.
Burnt orange, like fire, dark if bright.
With black slits for pupils and no nose.
His lips are locked in a perpetual frown.
The top of the Duros' head is quite round.
Scars on his visage, from animals or beasts.
On his brows and cheeks; marks from enemies.
Jon tends to be bald for just about any occasion.
It is reminiscent of military grade, with no emblem.
He may wear a flight suit or light armor for a mission.
Often seen smoking a cigarra. He doesn't intend to quit.
BIOGRAPHY:
Jon Dromon was born on the ship named Ender's Flag.
His mother gave birth to him, but it wasn't planned.
A small vessel, no bridge, no hold, just the cockpit.
She was a pilot, till she settled down on a planet.
Mother raised Jon the motherly way, giving her best from early age.
Teaching him defense, but watching him turn all of that into offense.
He picked wrong fights, disproportionate retribution in his dead eyes.
They were orange like her own but somehow colder, distant, or frozen.
He showed an indifference toward the universe and for life at large.
He did not display traits of sadism but instead a kind of emptiness.
A sense of nihilism gripped him and he saw no point to existence.
Except to survive, to pay his way, so he embarked for the stars.
He proved to be skilled in combat, patient, detailed, like a hunter.
He had already killed, with no emotion, and he would kill others.
A lone operative, but no assassin, he could take his prey in alive.
Whatever paid best for a bounty hunter traveling far and wide.
PERSONALITY:
Jon is as cold as they come which is no surprise given his occupation in life.
The kind of people he works for can range from government to syndicate.
However, whoever they are, whether they pay well, he is loyal to himself.
Crime pays, law pays, they both do, but their agendas are not his own.
Cruel though he is, his is largely indifference, and usually a reason for it.
Jon does not go out of his way to cut off fingers or to squeeze triggers.
That child doesn't need to die unless the mother denies father's location.
Sometimes folks are in the wrong place at the wrong time, like civilians.
For Jon Dromon there's only one truth that matters most in a crazy galaxy.
Nothing lasted forever, neither the hand that gave nor the hand that took.
So he wouldn't give what he couldn't, yet would always take what he could.
It's all about money, really, it can't be personal; Jon Dromon's is just apathy.
SHIP:
ITEMS:
- S-5 Heavy Blaster Pistol
- DC-15A Blaster Carbine
- ATA Pulse-Wave Pistol
- Stuncuffs
- Knives
- Grenades
- Comlink
- Band-aids
- Hip flask [rum]
- Cigarras
- Stalker [Seeker Droid]
ROLEPLAYS:
- Not Another Bounty Hunter [ABANDONED]
- O Brother, Oba Diah! [ACTIVE]
"People in my profession like to say you can't run, you can't hide, but that's a load of druk.
I say you can run, you can hide, but I'll find you, I'll catch you, and I'll make you wish you had stayed put."
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