Namesake
PROFILE
Age: 29
Species: Human
Gender: Woman
Force Sensitive: No
APPEARANCE
Sky has an athletic and feminine figure, with platinum blonde hair and dark gray eyes. Sky wears a black flight officer's uniform without livery or insignia, and if not that, then simple workout wear or a jumpsuit.
SKILLS & TRAITS
Spacer: Sky has spent most of her life in space, displaying a solid understanding of ship systems and how to use them. She can also do a decent job at improvised repairs, though she is not a skilled mechanic.
Ace Pilot: Being born and raised among the stars and educated at the flight academy, Sky is an exceptional pilot who bridges both skill and instinct.
Duelist: Fencing practice with vibrorapiers from a young age, combined with combat skills and blaster training, has proved a potent mix in one-on-one combat and boarding actions.
Casadastraphobia: The sight of an atmosphere above her brings out an overwhelming fear of "falling up" and general discomfort at the idea of being planetside. When she is down below, she prefers to be indoors.
BACKGROUND
Sky has always been an exceptional pilot; she learned how to fly as a child, she crawled among the repair crews, and she spent too much time around the officers. Adopting their choice of language got her in trouble more than once.
She learned fencing, navigation, how to hold and fire a blaster, and just about every skill one could learn on a ship. Sure, there's something she's better at, some things that she's more inclined towards. She has her skill gaps and limitations. Somewhere between a jack-of-all-trades and a master-of-none, but not quite either.
Whenever she's on a ship--be it a tramp freighter or a dreadnought--she feels at home. Well, it is her home, because there's no world comfortable enough to keep her. It's not a matter of taste, she just can't handle it. All that sky above? It's damning. She might just fall right up. What's holding her down if not walls and a ceiling? Ironic, given her name.
Still, she's learned to manage. "Just don't look up" is what the med officer said. Pills and stims to help with the anxiety. Relieve stress whenever, however you can, as long as it doesn't disrupt her missions.
Worlds are the only thing that is alien to her, a perspective she hasn't quite yet grasped.
But Space? Space is hers.