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Character Marcella Fiora


MARCELLA FIORA
The Mafiosa Fixer

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  • OVERVIEW
    Marcella Fiora walks like smoke and talks like silk- refined, unreadable, and utterly deliberate. She's not the kind of woman who makes an entrance. She's the one already sitting in the back corner of the room, watching everything, glass of something rare in hand. Her name doesn't carry weight because of blood or Force- it's power made from paper trails, whispered deals, and cold resolve. In a galaxy that still burns from shifting empires and phantom wars, Marcella isn't just surviving the fallout- she's building empires in its shadow.

    Once a rising power in the underworld syndicate known as the Kosa Nostra, Marcella didn't claw her way up with brute strength. She traded in loyalty, in precision, in the ability to remain two steps ahead when everyone else was reaching for their blasters. After the Family vanished- without noise, without closure- she didn't crumble. She adapted. Reinvented herself. Built "FIORA," an enterprise equal parts luxury brand, private intelligence network, and financial fortress.

    These days, she doesn't break the rules- she rewrites them. Now working as a fixer for the powerful and desperate alike, Marcella deals in solutions no one else can offer- quiet, legal, deniable, and always effective.

  • HISTORY
    Marcella's roots dig deep into the hard-packed streets of Delaya- not the gilded halls of Alderaan's legacy, but the industrial sprawl beneath it. Her childhood wasn't framed by art and etiquette; it was freight yards, foggy alleys, cold nights, and silence used as both shield and blade. From the beginning, she learned to read danger in footsteps, to calculate risk in glances, and to vanish into shadow when needed. The world taught her to move quietly, think quickly, and take only what wouldn't be missed- or what couldn't be traced.

    By sixteen, she was already slipping past security systems like they were open doors. Safes, confidential files, sensitive jewels- nothing was sacred if it could be moved and monetized. She made a reputation out of being uncatchable. But talent breeds risk, and risk invites downfall. One bad move, one overreach, and she found herself broke and hunted on Coruscant. That's where the Kosa Nostra entered the story- not with a hand out, but with an opportunity.

    Marcella didn't rise through the ranks with bloodshed or bravado. She rose because she made herself indispensable. Cleaner than most, sharper than many, and colder than the vacuum between stars when she had to be. She didn't kick in doors. She bought buildings. Didn't shout orders- just made people understand the price of not listening. Caporegime by her early thirties, Fiora was the quiet storm in the syndicate's thunder.

    Then, everything went dark.

    No bang, no betrayal. Just silence. The Family vanished like breath on a mirror. Many broke. Marcella pivoted. In the vacuum, she created FIORA- more than a front, it was an architecture of control. Shell corporations, off-world accounts, clean offices with dirty secrets under the floorboards. Her business wasn't about muscle anymore. It was about control. She didn't just survive the collapse- she evolved beyond it.
  • ATTIRE
    Marcella carries herself like someone who knows exactly how power looks- and how to wear it. Standing at 5'9", she's always sharply dressed, tailored to the millimeter. Everything she wears says control: high-collared coats that fall just right, silk blouses with hidden armorweave, stilettos that never echo too loud. Her fashion is weaponized; elegance as calculated as any strategy.

    Her face, framed in warm brunette curls and set with sharp, cool eyes, rarely betrays what she's thinking. Her expressions are subtle- measured, restrained, purposeful. A cigarra often rests between her fingers like it belongs there, like it's part of the image. She doesn't need to raise her voice. She doesn't need to dominate a space. She simply exists within it like she owns the lease, and no one questions it.

    In public, she radiates poise and refinement. But it's not just image- it's armor. That polished exterior hides the storm. You get one impression when you meet her. You'll never be sure it was the right one.




  • PSYCHE
    Fiora is a study in surgical control. Marcella doesn't react- she calculates, adapts, and anticipates. She approaches every situation like a high-stakes equation: inputs, outcomes, collateral, opportunity. Emotion exists, but it's compartmentalized. Anger, once provoked, emerges like a pressure valve- quiet, focused, and devastating.

    As a fixer, Marcella has learned to see leverage in every situation. People are assets or threats- occasionally both. She builds relationships the way others build empires: with intention, structure, and ruthlessness. She honors loyalty, but never assumes it. Trust is not freely given- it is weighed, tested, and used. She remembers debts. She never forgets betrayal.

    Her wariness of Force users runs deep- not out of superstition, but because they represent what she cannot control. In a life defined by information, secrets, and plausible deniability, the Force is a wildcard she'd rather avoid- or neutralize preemptively. Her combat weaknesses are known to her, and she plans around them ruthlessly, rarely entering rooms she hasn't already mapped out escape plans for.

    Marcella doesn't care about being feared or liked. What she wants is respect- the kind that opens doors before she arrives, and ensures she's never the one caught unprepared. In a galaxy full of loud threats and louder promises, she thrives on being the quiet answer to the kind of question no one asks twice.
  • ASSETS
    BUSINESS
    Marcella's Business
    FIORA


    ATTIRE

    Marcella's 'Safecracker' Outfit
    Marcella's 'Heartsguard Breastplate' Armour

    WEAPONS
    Marcella's 'FDS-MF' Heavy Sonic Needler Sidearm
    Marcella's 'FDS-4F' Blaster Pistol (Img)
    Marcella's 'Thorn' Derringer Slugthrower
    Marcella's 'Poet's Pen' Lightsaber Blade


    CYBERNETICS
    Marcella's 'Tips' Fingernail Implants
    Marcella's 'Brand' Family Cybernetic Finger
    Marcella's 'PA-1N' Immune System Cyberware
    Marcella's 'S9-33D' Cybernetic Implant
    Marcella's 'T0-X' Blood Filtration System


    TECHNOLOGY
    Marcella's 'Hermes' Wrist HoloDevice
    Gifted to Marcella by The Donna (x)
    Marcella's 'NADIR' P-Series Lighter
    Gifted to Marcella by The Donna (x)
    Marcella's 'Ankarres' Synthetic Healing Crystal
    Gifted to Marcella by The Donna (x)

    PETS
    Duke, Moth-Cat

 

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