First Name: Victoria
Last Name: Caine
Age (DOB): 30 (Born August 12, 2486)
Height: 5'11”
Weight: 215
General Appearance (Picture acceptable):
Persuasion: Independence
Reason for being on the ship: Captain of this boat
Military Service (If any): Victoria joined the military just as the war started. She started on the Independence side, completely agreeing with the fight. She made Sergeant rank.
General Skills: Caine has excellent command skills. She can fly, and knows her way around an engine.
Talents: Caine is dangerous around a sharp weapon. She was well known for ability to knife fight, and while she was a good shot, she much preferred melee.
Flaws: Overconfident, Caine has a few times overestimated her ability at a task. (Hence why she has a crew now)
Gear: Several blades. A gun, well cleaned and cared for.
Personality Traits: Victoria is a no nonsense type of person. She likes to hear things straight. If someone tries to wheedle around her that pisses her off. She's a fan of second chances, but not third. Victoria is very loyal.
History: Victoria was born vessle-side and hasn't been on a planet much longer than necessary. The longest time she ever stayed put some where was during the war. For the most part Victoria doesn't talk about her past.
Persuasion: Independence
Reason for being on the ship: Captain of this boat
Military Service (If any): Victoria joined the military just as the war started. She started on the Independence side, completely agreeing with the fight. She made Sergeant rank.
General Skills: Caine has excellent command skills. She can fly, and knows her way around an engine.
Talents: Caine is dangerous around a sharp weapon. She was well known for ability to knife fight, and while she was a good shot, she much preferred melee.
Flaws: Overconfident, Caine has a few times overestimated her ability at a task. (Hence why she has a crew now)
Gear: Several blades. A gun, well cleaned and cared for.
Personality Traits: Victoria is a no nonsense type of person. She likes to hear things straight. If someone tries to wheedle around her that pisses her off. She's a fan of second chances, but not third. Victoria is very loyal.
History: Victoria was born vessle-side and hasn't been on a planet much longer than necessary. The longest time she ever stayed put some where was during the war. For the most part Victoria doesn't talk about her past.
Persuasion: Independence, more or less
Military Service (If any): Taught when he was young by an Independence supplier, who was also his father. Was destined to resume his father's trade, and had begun to, when the war was lost. Knows shooting, more or less, but has a knack of knowing how to use new weapons in a pinch.
General Skills: He's the Mechanic! As in, he knows how to work with the engine and the ship, make her ship-shape and shiny! He can handle himself in a pinch, but generally starts losing it under prolonged stress, the type where someone keeps shooting at you for hours. Also knows a good bit about computers- so he automates a bunch of things in his engine room. He picked that word up one time in a bar... some browncoat getting into a fight with a bunch of unions- pretty girl- she seemed shiny too- used the word before he threw punches, though...
Talents: Tinkering, learning, coding. Also has a habit of being random. Knows how to use small knives at range.
Flaws: Doesn't take too well under prolonged intense stress, doesn't take kindly to being yelled at without reason, nor does he like backing down. He bears his grudges for a while, but his strikes- when they come- are usually less severe than another's. He fears truly hurting someone else, and also fears people getting close to him- firmly believing that the engine would get jealous. Or at least, he'll make you think that.
Gear: Oh, all kinds of things. Better PDA, homemade and coded by yours truly, a little tranquilizer gun that fires a small dart containing a slight numbing/sleeping toxin. Carries around tools on his fancy belt in all manner of pockets and pouches, as well as a small array of throwing knives, half because he sometimes needs to cut wires, half because he likes having something that he can use to protect himself.
Personality: Some slight ADHD; can't focus on something too long outside engines and the like. Needs something to do, and likes it his way- someone messes with his engine, he gets bothered real bad. Likewise, he sometimes really wants to correct people in something or the other. But, besides that, he's generally friendly and casual. You're more likely to find him taking a nap in the engine room than examining a gleaming array of weapons (like Jayne) or making sure everything's tidy and neat (like Simon). However, he does take things seriously- he'll even take things people said in tones meaning that it wasn't, and mess with them as if they WERE completely serious. Other times, he'll act- or actually be- genuinely confused, in which he will most certainly make it known. He's a curious person.
Traits: Um... isn't this like talents and stuff? Anyways, he's got a knack of having undying optimism or humor- which can be both aggravating or helpful- and can treat the smallest things as the most important, and vice versa, though he clearly knows what is what. He's got some scarred and rough hands from working on mechanical bits, though can be gentle and sensitive- important if you're trying to lace a board with wires without getting shocked or screwing it up. He is generally open-minded but stands his grounds on his opinions most stubbornly, unless he really doubts (which means saying something and then abruptly leaving, which may or may not work). Idk what to put here, tbh.
History: WIP, as usual. Can I just leave this blank and make it up as I go along? I have the gist of it, you so you can't accuse me of making it suit my needs- colony planet, father a Independence supplier, mother a farmer, lived on the time's equivalent of a ranch, found some gold, got raided by the Alliance for the veins and was cast off his planet because of the gold and other value. Or something.
Kai is fairly physically intimidating, with a muscular physique and dark eyes. He's quite a good looking individual with an often wry smile on his face.
