Name (& pronunciation): Xar (EX-XAR)
Nicknamed: Blue-Eye
Date of Birth (& age): ?? [Presumed (300+)]
Place of Birth: Hades' Eye
Gender: ?? (Presumed Male)
Species: Vult'ari
Height: 286cm
Weight: 596lbs

Personality: Wild Feral Dog. To be let loose on the enemies.

Likes: War. Explosions. Heavy Guns
Dislikes: Life.
Ambitions: Consume a few Solar Systems to live beyond any other Vult'ari. Also to find his Sister.

Strengths:
Heavy Artillery Specialist: Is good around Weapons of Mass Destruction.
Energy Mace Fighter: For Close quarters he prefers to mangle his opponents with a huge Mace that fires small fusion blast wave.

Weaknesses:
Violent- He feels cranky when silent for long periods of time.

Fears: That there might one day be no people to hurt.

Interests: Inflicting pain on others.

History:
Classified Dossier #1998-

Found on planet Vulcan during the Great Purge of 2204, the being was a powerhouse. Taking out two full contingents of Heavy Armored Space Assault Corps. He was finally subdued after a great fight and risky manuevers by then Major General Brunswick.

Against, all odds it was decided that he is probably the last of his kind and the Maria Charter had decreed that each race, regardless of how hostile had a right to life when its numbers are critically threatened.

Thus, it was decided that he would be heavily secured and made to enter cryosleep. Probably be woken up in case of a dire emergency where his special destructive talent could be used. He was brought upon an Interstellar Battlecruiser and secured in the most heaviest reinforced section of the ship.

The Subject has shown no signs of unerstanding or responding in human language, the only response often heard is a heavy mechanical breathing coming from the helm. Despite countless efforts, the armor seems to melded into the flesh and unable to taken off.

Romance: No

If so, sexual preference:

Military Rank:
World-Reaver
Combat Skills:
Energy Mace "End-Bringer" - He prefers Heavy Guns but he can defend himself, quite violently in a close quarter combat. The researchers have been unable to decode the technology used to forge such a weapon. It seemingly charges the Hydrogen Ions in materials to a degree that they are capable of fusion or rapid exothermic reactions. The materials used seemed to be unknown and it seems to be designed specifically for Xar.

Energy Blasts - Able to psionically make the gases combust in an atomosphere and turning a hydrogen filled material into a bomb by charging the ions.

Name (& pronunciation): Kidd (KI-D) (Previously classified only as Prisoner #0715, new proper name given by mentor)
Date of Birth (& age): June 10, 42 years old (21 in human time measurement)
Place of Birth: Home planet of the Furlynes
Gender: Male
Species: Furlynes
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 52 kg

Personality:
The "straight man" of the group, which is not to be taken literally, specifically pertaining to the person who retorts to a dumb remark made by another. Due to being a Furlynes, he is usually reluctant towards beings of the other races, with the exemption of the former head technician of the ship, thus his retort against them are blunt if not sarcastic. While being such a character, he can be quite mischievous when time for being serious isn't called for, a trait he kept from his past on his home planet. "Geek" doesn't exactly suit his character but the Furlynes is pretty cunning and clever, in the long past used as his tools for his thievery, now put to good use on the ship as an assistant technician/mechanic which he now takes pride in. But the geek part is somewhat evident when he scolds crew members for destroying components of the ship, vital or not.

Likes:

• Aroma of freshly brewed coffee
• Warm mug of milk
• Taking naps in calm, serene environment
• Challenging mechanical repairs
• Feeling of newly polished tools

Dislikes:

• Being compared to a mere Earth cat
• Noise/Intrusion interrupting his work
• Crew members that frequently destroy the ship
• Busted mechanical equipment he cannot fix with his current skills and knowledge
• People bad mouthing towards his late mentor

Ambitions:
To be able to achieve further in the mechanical and technical field, even more than his mentor, the former technician of the ship.
To advance the features of the current ship that even his mentor would be proud of.

Strengths:

• Swift movement speed due to his light weight
• Mechanical and technical literacy

Weaknesses:

• Heavy physical activities that can be strenuous to the body, since he has a fairly thin build
• Feeling helpless after admitting he cannot repair specific damaged machinery

Spark mandrill

Fears:

• Being captured and put into custody
• Having the ship that he and his mentor worked on to be completely wrecked and torn apart

Interests:

• Machinery and technology
• Space aircrafts and their composition

History:
Being born to a pair of Furlyne parents who were in an unfortunate situation financially, the infant was abandoned on the streets only to be sheltered by various shop keepers of the public market, where he had been left by his parents. The Furlyne boy grew up with different names from each of the caretakers, none to his liking so he stuck with neither. He was a mischievous type of child, causing little troubles here and there, stealing small things that got him nothing but more trouble even with his fast feet. Seeing that this would not work for him in the future, he sought out a way to not be caught. And there it was, the infamous bunch of thieves of the town.

Since he was not welcome in the shop keepers' households anymore due to his bad habit of stealing, he moved into the thieves' hideout at the outskirts of town. But these were not common thieves, they had the skills and smarts―or rephrased as sneakiness- of an above average thief. This was where the Furlyne teen learned to quickly move with actual tactic instead of raw movement and how to handle a dagger or knife, but not on actual live beings. All of the thieves' brotherhood days ended for him when one day, he was framed for killing someone when in fact, he was too afraid of thrusting the dagger into someone fatally. The bloodied dagger was grasped in his hand as he was caught, left behind by his 'brothers'.

After a few to couple of years being locked up behind bars, he was given a number of choices for jobs to choose from, all of which he was to be heavily under surveillance. It was by chance that he took up the job of apprentice technician on the current ship and met his mentor, the head technician of the ship. He was skeptical at the middle aged human male, mostly because he hasn't exactly experienced co-existing with beings of the other races and was he even capable of subduing him, an experienced thief? The man didn't seem to be wary of him as an ex-convict nor a being of another species, what he cared about was the boy being able to get his job done but there was a problem. He had NO idea whatsoever about these so-called 'machinery'. He was a boy literally living on the streets, there was no way he could have learned anything of the sort unless he saw one in front of him.

It took quite a long while before all the basic knowledge about machinery and technology were crammed into his brain, the Furlyne grew fond of him over the passed time, being given a proper name he actually appreciated (since the mentor couldn't call him kid all the time which was ironic to his given name), a sense of actual trust from the human, and all the machinery they were able to build and repair together. But alas, the mentor's age eventually caught up to him and led him to rest in a natural cause. Kidd, the male Furlyne, vowed to keep being under the service of the ship in memory of his late mentor who had been his father figure.

Romance: Yes?
Sexual preference: No specific preference, but slightly hesitant to involve himself with other races in such a way.

Role on the ship: Assistant Technician/Mechanic

Combat Skills:
Quite a skill in daggers and knives due to the experience as a thief, movement speed to be feared of, and his quick, cunning―sneaky to be precise-, tricks, which includes pick pocketing.