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Youka Tau

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NAME: Youka Tau
FACTION: Independent
RANK: Assassin
SPECIES: Terrox
AGE: 49
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6''8
WEIGHT:190
EYES: Crimson red (Usually hidden under his mask to protect himself from different atmospheric pressures)
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Dark grey with the skin turning darker as it reaches the middle of his body.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Youka is proficient in blades as he was trained in it and bred for it since maturity. His weapons of choice are usually two daggers. He is versatile with most blades however.

His natural height gives him an upper hand in fighting as his reach is usually much longer than those he encounters.

Due to his nature Youka is very hard to get along with and would rather cut someone down instead of being forced to deal with them continuously talking.

When Youka is cleaning his armor he is in a meditative state and usually refuses to do anything else besides the task at hand, even if this would result in his death. Anyone that interrupts this process usually never leaves unscathed.

Youka is also blind in his left eye due to a encounter that happened soon after he matured. He never will get it fixed and wears it as a scar of humility to ensure he never becomes too engrossed in his abilities ever again.

APPEARANCE:
Youka is hardly ever seen without his armor on, it is a dark grey armor with a tint of a decaying red etched into it. His bodies build is tall and lean yet sturdy, it gives him the most maneuverability while the armor offers as much protection as it can without inhibiting his movements. The helmet is elongated to fit the Terrox's specially designed head. Youka carries two short vibro swords on his right and left side that hang by two scabbards that dangle by his side. On his back is a long sword used more so for arcing through multiple foes with one swipe and in case he needs more power in his swings, this weapon is always on his back always angled to be grabbed over his right shoulder.

BIOGRAPHY:
All of Youka's memories are scattered up till he was matured and fully made aware of what his duty was in the world. The first memory he remembers is coming into the world and noticing that there were others around him. The only thought he knew he had was that he was hungry and needed to eat and whatever he was pushing into his digestive tract was indeed a delicious meal. It would be later that he would find out as he viewed the process from afar that he had eaten his own mother. He faded back into his memories at this time.

Waking back into the world he found that he had been whisked away to another location surrounded by what seemed to be other copies of himself. It was here that his body went through another change causing his body to grow and form to what it would be seen as now to be almost fully adult. Again he would not know that this is where he was put because of what someone else had decided was to be his duty till he died.

During this time before he was brought out of this room he was implanted with chips that processed his species abilities and how they had lived and grown and thrived in their environments. It was also due to these implants that he was taught the fundamentals of his fighting style as well teaching him how to move fluidly without ever actually moving once. During this time he would wake up at certain times feeling his area getting smaller and he was not able to move as much as he could. Either he was growing or the room was getting smaller as time progressed. He woke up one more time and found it hard to breath and his breaths were becoming fast and sharp and he could feel his conscious slipping. He fought desperately for his life even though he didn't know that's what he was doing, his body rolled and tried to stretch to break free from whatever this thing was that was holding him cramped together. His body was shutting down as he fought to survive and as he faded back out he pushed one more time, breaking free from the film that held him captive. As he stood free from his cage more of his kind came rushing in to pull him from the area but not before he saw others just like him no longer moving but still inside their cages.

After being brought out from this cell and allowed a tiny amount of rest he was given over to his trainers to teach him the ways of the warrior. It wasn't a hard task to be taught how to kill and he quickly found out that he excelled in using dual short swords in most combat situations and found guns to not only be clunky but also very dishonorable. During a singular mission he was sent on to silence a fellow Terrox that had spoken out against the current regime he made his way to the targets house in the calm of the night. As he walked the halls of the targets home he looked for the bed chambers. He had grown too secure in his own abilities and failed to see that everything had to be done correctly and as if it was your last job. Walking the halls as if he owned the home he passed by a hallway only to be caught in the face by a very dangerous toxin that only grew on his home planet. As it made contact with his face the powder mad it's way to his eye, eating at the cornea and dilating the pupil till he lost all sight in it. This would have been his last mission if it had been his first, however he had learned to fight in impaired environments and he cut the assailant down but not before questioning as to how the other Terrox knew he was coming. It was here that he found out that due to him becoming well known as an assassin he was starting to scare the higher more intellectual Terrox that knew the powers of hiring killers.

Vowing to find all the Terrox that had decided to take his life and take theirs he made haste out from the home and rested. Waking up and heading back to receive his payment he found that his entire species was being escorted and put onto ships and flown off of the planet. Youka was put onto a ship with fellow warriors and put into a stasis where he fell asleep for a unknown time. Youka was awoken to blaring sirens and strobing red lights indicating that something had gone wrong. Looking around from his capsule he noticed that their were dead care takers lying on the ground inside the ship and his fellow Terrox life systems were being shut down systematically killing off his brethren. Pulling the safety release lever to open his capsule from the inside he made his way to the now burning and sparking control panels, he began looking for a way to turn on the life support systems again to ensure his brothers lived but to no avail.

Looking outside of the ships windows he could now see why the ship was taking damage, they had been flown through an asteroid field and it was now being pelted with heavy rocks of varying sizes and densities compromising the ships hull. Youka could do nothing else but run to the escape pods to jettison himself to a slightly better safety than he was now. As he reached the pod and ejected himself into the void he looked on as he made it just in time before a few more asteroids crashed into the ship before it went up in a crimson flare throwing floating debris into the void. As the pod floated into space the pods life preservation systems kicked in putting him back to sleep. He was awoken as a ship picked up his pod, he was ready to see what was in store and hands were already latched onto his dual short swords.....

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