Qom Jha, Former Military Tank Gunner and Thief
NOTE: I know its the epitome of stubbornness, but I refuse to RP in anything related to the Mouse's episodes VII-IX, due to the fact that there's no proper worldbuilding or even basic in-universe history in any way, shape or form (as of 2018). EU and the occasional fanon only for me.
Name: Lawq Vasrell
Faction: Independent, but occasionally works for the Crimson Dawn Crime Syndicate.
Rank: N/A
Species: Qom Jha (Species has evolved over the last 800+ years)
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Height: 4'2
Weight: 76 lbs.
Build: Short, athletic and slim
Eye color: Right yellow, left blue-white (blind due to knife attack)
Hair color: Shoulder length, fiery red and tied back into a ponytail or simply cut short.
Fur color: Dark brown, black underbelly.
Force Sensitivity: Yes
Force Powers:
Alter:
Control:
Sense: telepathy, psychometry, instinctive astrogation,
Occupation: Jack-of-all-trades "honorable" thief - slicer, con artist, droid stripper, hustler, salvager, and fringer, among other things. Second-in-command over Fajyk's refurbished battle droids after the Drovian himself. Former tank operative with the Galactic Alliance Army who deserted after being targeted for harassment by a corrupt superior and denied a rightful promotion.
Strengths:
Clever Opportunist: A side-effect of being the analytical sort is that a mind so constantly working can spot opportunities for all kinds of immediate and easy advancement in a variety of situations.
Honorable: The Qom Jha's years of traveling with Fajyk have grafted a stubborn determination to seek to aid victims merely to right some wrongs in the Galaxy at large on a purely personal level; even if they'll never be remembered in the greatest annals of Galactic History, Lawq will be damned if she sits aside and does nothing to alleviate an innocent's suffering.
Slicer: A technician trained by the Galactic Alliance officer who raised her, an exiled Chiss named "Grandpa Velzh" (Velzh'olv'jharer), who turned her programming skills to information analysis of a less then legal variety after being passed over for a promotion and subsequently abandoning the Republic military in disgust.
Gunslinger: Lawq has become extremely adept with most forms of blaster pistols and is moderately proficient with blaster carbines, having had frequent practice since the age of eight, as had been taught to her by her former guardian, the Chiss "Grandpa" Velzh.
Droid Technician: Lawq's time in the Alliance Army saw her engaged in (if an unofficial capacity, ironically) droid diagnostics and programming. While she only knows the basics of the engineering side of droidbuilding (and usually avoids the manual labor and heavy lifting unless absolutely necessary), Lawq is an expert in droid software, enabling her to diagnose them, implant viruses in enemy or useless droids, apply and use restraining bolts, slice information from basic/heuristic processors or wipe the memory of any troublesome droid when necessary.
Weaknesses:
One-Eyed: On a fateful evening, just after her twentieth birthday, drunkenness, combined with publicly mourning over her deceased Dressellian husband, angered an equally-drunk Aqualish who went after the Qom Jha with a knife to stop "that damnable screeching"... Thanks to Fajyk's protective intervention and subsequent action, that Aqualish's body has never been recovered...
Lazy: Some people prefer the realms of droid programming, computers and scientific analysis over the social world's more common manual labor. That choice is all the more likely if one fails to fit in anywhere, socially.
Closet Alcoholism: Entirely due to the disappearance and mysterious death of her husband, one Laantor Kaljvir, exactly one year and one day after the two were married...
Physically Weak: The Qom Jha and their cousins the Qom Qae weren't the strongest of creatures when they were barely sentient several centuries ago, and even with greater minds then their ancestors could have dreamed of, the modern Qom Jha and Qom Qae are still weaker then a great many species in the known Galaxy.
Appearance: Standing at the side of her constant, hulking and fat blue Drovian companion, the lithe and boyish chiropteran alien at Fajyk's side is as odd a sight as similar winged creatures, such as the Vor. Just over four feet tall, the demure creature stands next to the Drovian's immense gut, one impressive gray-membraned arm shifting as she began to rub a hand of thin, long, alien fingers over her flat, exposed, black-furred stomach while waiting for service from a snack kiosk. Her alien sky-blue tongue eagerly lapped over her thin lips as she tugged at the Drovian's dark blue arm to get his attention; her large, notched right ear twitching sharply as a landspeeder roared past the crowded food vendor. More annoyed then startled, the chiropteran alien narrowed her one yellow eye, her free hand adjusting her black leather eye patch as she used those odd fingers of her other hand to brush a smattering of dust off of the specially-crafted leather vest that kept her modesty intact over her flat torso. A long, dark brown tail, impressive, pointed and velvety-furred (it twitched with excitement as she returned to the prospect of food!), jutted out from the back of a pair of worn, tan, pocket-strewn travel breeches. The alien girl turned her attention back to her Drovian companion as he cracked a joke at the kiosk droid's expense, laughing as she tilted her head back, casting her fiery-haired ponytail into the wind in time with the motion...
Biography:
Alignment: Neutral Good
Voice Example: Chiarra Zanni - "Stellaluna" (How fitting!)
Equipment: Bracer computer, Czerka Arms C-10 heavy blaster pistol, Interstellar Droid Monitoring (IDM Inc.) Mk-11 droid diagnostic computer (handheld), standard tool kit, utility belt (shipboard), spare clothing, A99 aquata breather/rebreather
Standard Tool Kit Contents: electroshock probe, fusion cutter, hydrospanner, laser welder, power calibrator, power prybar, probe sensors, sonic welder, vibrocutter, welding goggles and various spare circuits and wires.
Ship: The Light's Birth, a refurbished, midnight black HWK-290 light freighter sporting twin laser cannons, a concussion missile launcher and a mechanized drone launcher.
Kills:
Bounties:
Theme: "I Will Rise Up"
Roleplays:
Private - Fate or Fake
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Faction - Ravelin (Revelry and Pain) [NIO/Enclave]
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Public - Salvador Denon
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Public - Depths of the Ancients ATTN: Forerunners
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