This is what I normally wear, along with a sleeveless white tunic under a short Jedi robe. The sleeves of the robe don’t reach past my elbows. The hem of the tunic goes down to my hip, while the bottom of the robe barely reaches my knees.

Clothing aside, my physical appearance is rather childish despite my age. My skin is completely smooth, a shade of lavender (or light purple) with darker spot-like birthmarks on my sides and Lekku, though you wouldn’t notice the spots unless you were looking for them. I’m relatively small, 5’4” (~1.6 meters), and weighing roughly only 105 lbs (~50 kg). I have narrow shoulders and a lithe, flexible but sturdy frame. I am also rather lean, most of my body fat being stored in my Lekku.

I have a round, “soft” looking face, with clear skin and muted structural features. One can barely see my cheekbones and my chin is small and rounded. I have wide, expressive eyes that are a dark honey-brown in color, and full, naturally upturned lips. My eyebrows are tattooed-on, to help me look less “alien” to baseline-humans and also to help make my facial expression easier for others to read.
I was not at fault for getting captured, only because it is not my fault many of the events that led to my capture happened. They were outside of my control. The only thing I could hold myself accountable for, is not being strong enough to fight off the Sith that captured me. If it's anyone's fault, it's the Sith's for attacking the temple in such an underhanded, cowardly way.
I have a wide range of skills and abilities in the force, most of which I pursued learning because of my own interests rather than the difficulty of doing so or the basicness of the skill. I’m well-grounded with most of my skills in the Force, but a Jedi never stops learning, so some of skills are less developed than others.

My skills with the force are as follows, In order of my strength with them: (weakest at the bottom)

Before I joined the Order, I was not in the best of situations. As far back as I can remember, I lived as a street-rat on some planet, I still don’t know its name. I was maybe 7 years old when I started learning how to survive along with a small group of other kids that were on their own too. I took to learning how to slice tech and stealing whatever we'd need from whoever seemed like they had enough to share. I got pretty good at it too, even being able to slice the police droids that would come after us. We survived, but we had no goals or ambition past that. Life was a day to day thing that became monotonous, not worth living. I couldn't just give up though, I was too scared to die, too scared of the unknown that is, or I should say, was death. I'm not scared of death anymore, because now if I die, it's for a cause at least.

I was 11 or 12 when a Jedi found me, hiding from some rich yahoo’s goons who’d seen me slicing past their home security to let my friends in. That was a fun conversation.. The Jedi told me about the Order, how they worked for the good of the galaxy and kept the peace, and convinced me to come to the temple with him. I was brought to the Temple on Coruscant, and after not too long I found that I actually really liked learning how to be a Jedi. It took me a while to settle down and stop being so emotional, (I still am emotional but I hide and suppress them much better now than I could back then) but eventually I got the hang of meditation and began taking the philosophy stuff more seriously. I began to really care about every other person in the temple too, each person becoming almost like family in my eyes -something I never really had. The group I’d lived with on that planet had always been ‘friends’ or ‘partners in crime’.

I learned quickly, and passed the Initiate trials when I was 14 or 15, about three years after first joining the order. I became a padawan to Master Jaa Iblik, a Jedi Knight. He was really nice, and put up with my joking and sarcastic nature while being a very good teacher as well. After a year with him, he got a second padawan, a human named Cerria Kinall. Cerria and I worked well together despite our nearly opposite personalities and skills, we’re teammates and friends.

Shortly after becoming a padawan, I started trying to learn as much as I could, studying and looking into all the different things Jedi did in the galaxy and the skills we could learn to do them. I became somewhat infatuated with the idea and role of Jedi Shadows, essentially dark knights in an order that glues itself to the light. They took on dangers not only mentally and physically, but spiritually as well, fighting the dark side in ways that most Jedi are unwilling or unable to do. I wanted to be one of these Jedi, that would seek out the dark side and eradicate it no matter what. I started to look into skills and traits I could learn to help me become a Shadow, and about half a year ago I finally got a chance to start learning one of the most useful (in my opinion) skills a Shadow could ever have, Force Stealth- the ability to hide your force-sensitivity and alignment from other force users. We happened to be at the temple at the same time as a master who was there willing to teach anyone who proved they were willing to learn, and after a while talking to him he showed me the first few steps to using Force Stealth.

Recently, after five years of being trained as a padawan, I attempted the Knight trials. The trials of skill and courage I passed in the field, while on a mission with Cerria and Master Iblik. We had gotten caught up in the front lines and had to fight our way out, and as we retreated we told our allies that the imperial forces had changed their location and were moving in from a previously unexpected direction. The trial of flesh I attempted in the temple on Coruscant without incident. I took the trials of insight and spirit in the temple’s controlled environment as well. It’s been about a week since then and I still don’t know whether I passed or not, I’ve yet to hear the council’s decision.
I try to meditate and center myself whenever I start losing my calm, or I'll distract myself by thinking about how to escape. It's not hard to keep my motivation to escape, whenever I feel like it might not be possible, I just think about all the other Jedi here with me. I'm going to get us out of here, somehow. I'd rather we all die than turn to the dark side or remain as prisoners or test subjects for the Sith.
To answer the first question, I'm extremely good at keeping calm in bad situations, and I have enough confidence in myself and those around me that I don't believe we'll fall easily. I'm a fighter. as for the second… I'll say yes, for everything other than my Lekku. The brain-tails of my race are quite sensitive, the only good thing I can say for this is that I'll most likely pass out before I could or would say anything if they were targeted during a torture session. As far as I know I just naturally handle pain a little better than most people, and constant electrical shocks from mistakes in slicing over the years have dulled me to it all the more.
I know the basics of Shii-cho like every other Jedi should, but I'm most practiced in the form Ataru. I have recently started trying to learn Soresu as well so I could better deflect blaster bolts and conserve more of my energy in battle. I am Left-hand dominant, though I can hold my lightsaber in either hand and fight just fine. I don’t like holding the blade with both hands at once.
(WIP, kinda. I think this is all for now.)
Cerria Kinall - She and I shared a Master, her being Master Iblik’s Padawan along with me for four years before I attempted the knight trials about two weeks ago. I believe that because our master died during the sacking it's up to me to take care of her and to get her out of the Sith's reach.

Nazca Barsavi - She's a youngling, almost a padawan I think though. We are... very alike from what I can tell, which could be both good and bad. I consider us to be good friends.

Sela Kythor - The master of a friend of mine, Xid. I've helped her with missions/cases before

Xid Terrik - Sela’s padawan and an awesome person. He’s a little quirky, but I like his unique mindset. Also.. he’s cute.

Talon Soule - A friend of Cerria’s, I only recently met her. The fox is, interesting.

In terms of raw power, Shiri’s only a little above average. The only reason she’s made it as far as she has is through practice and determination. She has little strength with things such as telekinesis, and her ability to defend herself from telekinetic and mental attacks is very lacking.
No.

Yes, in fact. She’s reasonably good at keeping quiet under most circumstances through sheer willpower and determination. She’s stubborn and likes to screw with people, and holding out on the sith is a pretty good way of doing just that. She’s well aware of what should and should not be said -in the case of the sith, they should know nothing at all. Of course, having a high pain tolerance helps.
Kind and caring by nature, and fairly mischievous. When she's around people she likes she can be funny and lighthearted, but most of the time she tries to keep her thoughts and emotions to herself. If she appears mean or harsh, it's more than likely a farce. Shiri has no respect for anyone who believes she should respect them simply because they feel they are entitled to it. She rebels against those who believe they are better than someone else, and is more than happy to challenge them in an attempt to give them some humility.

Shiri believes that most of the time, you have to do things the right way to get the result you want or need, but when it comes to the Sith and dealing with the dark side whatever works best is what you should do. All Sith deserve to die, they’ve already made the choices which condemn them, and in some cases the ends do justify the means. Shiri will never trust a Sith on any occasion, even if they’ve swapped sides. Shiri takes pride in being a Jedi and enjoys learning as much as she can to try and make the universe a better place. She's decided that she wants to battle the dark side by either being an investigator or a Jedi Shadow, and that choice has led to many of her other choices throughout the years. Her goal is to become the best Jedi she can possibly be and save as many people as she can.
I just don’t want her to die, mentally, physically, or in spirit . If she dies she’s no fun to play anymore. That being said however.. I'm interested to see what kind of trouble she can get into. Give it your best shot.
Yes, but in my own plans she likely won't. She will refuse to leave if doing so gives others a better chance of making it, and will always want to make an attempt to get everyone out. I do have plans where escape is possible for her, but they involve her breaking this "no-one gets left behind" mentality of hers.
About as easily as it is to give a big dog who doesn't like water a bath. Possible to do without injury, but annoying as hell after a short while.
If she escapes, her ties to the light side will be set for life and she'll continue pursuing her goal to be a Jedi Shadow.

If she dies trying, well I just hope she was able to get the others out with her sacrifice then.

If she turns, she’ll be lost to the darkness forever. Unlike Zez, there’s not even a chance for her to go back to the light. She’ll keep trying to develop the skills that would have made her into a Jedi Shadow, but now she’ll be striving to use them against the Jedi rather than the Sith.
Not anymore.

Nadia Parnel

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
18
Element(s):
Fire
Height:
5'3"

Bio:
Nadia's parents were both Fire Gemminites who raised her in a woodland cottage away from any towns or cities. They preferred the calm solitude that life in the woods offered as opposed to the busy life of a townsperson, and Nadia grew to be shy and nervous around other people. She was taken during a visit into town with her father, when someone who was collecting another girl decided that she was a better choice.

Other:
Though her element is fire, that does not seem to reflect in her personality at all. She is shy and contained, she does not call attention to herself and excels at blending in. She is kind and comforting, but also very fragile, both mentally and physically. If someone were to say that most Fire Gems are like a campfire or torch, then Nadia is a lit candle.

Onyx Briyll

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
18
Element:
Earth
Height:
5'9"

Bio:
A librarian's daughter, her mother died when she was too young to remember, and her father was always busy with work around the city's library, so she was pretty much on her own for most of her childhood. With nothing else to do whenever she got bored, she taught herself how to read. She soon fell in love with the fictions she found, mysteries and adventures all just waiting to be read, feelings and images expressed on paper. She spent as much time as possible in the library, and that's where she was when the Drakkens came for her, lost in a fantasy. She didn't fight being taken at all, but only made one request- that she be allowed to bring her favorite book with her.

Other:
Onyx likes wordplay and writes poetry in her free time, her knowledge of books and fantasy making her very imaginative and childish when she wants to be. This fluidity of emotion and imagination makes it easy for her to come up with ideas and plans on the fly, and she's pretty good at lying too. She pictures herself as if the heroine of one of the novels she loves so much, and her confidence could be her downfall.

Nadia Parnel

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
18
Element:
Fire
Height:
5'4"

Bio:
Nadia's parents were both Fire Gemminites who lived and raised her in a woodland cottage a little ways away from any towns or cities. They preferred the calm solitude that life in the woods offered as opposed to the busy life of a townsperson, and the relative safety of living like this. Her father worked as a merchant and so was away often, trading around the country, while her mother was a seamstress. Nadia eventually picked up the skills of both her parent's trades, learning how to make deals with people and how to make basically anything needed for the home that could be done with a needle and thread.

Nadia grew to be shy and nervous around other people at first, but good-natured enough that she would make friends easily. She didn't spend much time in town, but she was known around as a kind, well-mannered girl. She was taken in a reaping that was happening during a visit into town with her father, when a Drakken who was collecting another girl decided that she was a better catch.

Other:
Though her element is fire, it doesn't seem to reflect in her personality as much as it does others of her element. She is shy and contains her thoughts and emotions very well, she does not call attention to herself on purpose and excels at blending in, at least among Gems. She is kind and gentle towards others, but also very fragile, both mentally and physically- she's afraid to use her power around other people. If someone were to say that Fire Gems are like a campfire or a blazing torch, then Nadia is a lit candle on a calm night.

Zane Parnel

Race:
Gemminite
Age:
34
Element:
Fire
Height:
5'11"

Bio:
Zane is a merchant, just as his father was, and his father's father before him. He's also a part of a group that is pretty much convinced that the Drakkens will eventually make war on their peaceful country, a cult of sorts. His home -where he lives with his wife and their only child, Nadia- is just one part of a vast network of underground, hidden pathways and safe places which the cult uses to get around unnoticed, and could use to evacuate whole cities if needed. Zane himself is a messenger and a fighter for the group, using his travels as a merchant as a way to get across the border into other countries (mostly Drakka) and obtain information.

Other:
Zane's personality is a little unpredictable, though he is very good at keeping up an act. He is good at manipulation and negotiating deals. He has the fighting ability of the average member of the cult, though his role is much more subterfuge. His family doesn't know anything about the cult at all.

Name: Mizuki
Name Meaning: Beautiful Moon
Age: 3 and a half years
Gender: Female
Breed: Gray Wolf

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Appearance:

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Personality: Easily Angered and Overly Cautious, as well as Cold and Calculating. She doesn't get along well with most other living things, and prefers quiet anger and solitude to talking things out with anyone. She is her own wolf, and Alpha in her own right, and will not submit to anyone.
History: Born to a pair of loners who abandoned her as soon as she was capable of fending for herself, Mizuki has learned the hard way how to do things, and has survived on her own ever since. She learned quickly to keep moving, never staying in one place for long as she struggled to stay alive. She's never been in a pack, preferring her loner lifestyle to the "chains" that a pack brings. She sees her ability to survive on her own as freedom, and though she will help another wolf if they ask she will not accept any help.

Recently she got caught in the middle of a fight between two packs over a territory border, and has been injured. She cannot stay anywhere long enough to let it heal completely, and cannot hunt with this injury as the scent of her blood scares away any prey before she is close enough to catch it.

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Pack Member / Loner: Loner (for now)
Pack Name: N/A
Pack Rank: N/A
Mate: N/A

Name:
First: Sora
Last: Hitomi

Age:
Looks to be in his mid 20s, he is actually about 104 years old.

Gender:
Can appear to be both masculine and feminine at times, biologically he is male.

Appearance/Looks:

He is 5'4" and weighs approximately 115 pounds, with pale blue eyes and Raven black hair. He has a tattoo on his left shoulder of a golden cross, and wears an earring of the same design in his right ear. In his left ear he wears a stud earring with a clouded white gemstone on it. He has burn scars across his back and torso, always hidden by clothing.

Species:
A type of fairy/spirit with no proper name, considered in ancient stories to be like guardian angels to humanity. Can shapeshift to an extent, and weaknesses include magic/sorcery.

Sexual Preference:
He is bi, though prefers women.

Likes:
Wandering about, singing, music, writing, drawing, and nature.

Dislikes:
Nosey people, small dogs/other annoying pets (like birds), snow in general, and crowds of more than 1,000 people.

Bio:
(Kinda short, hope that's ok. I prefer to show backstory and personality development in the RP.)
He's kinda a loner. He grew up in a small town in Japan with his parents before deciding to wander, seeing as much of the beauty in the world there is to see as he could before the date inked on his wrist would arrive. An accident on one of his travels left him with burn scars across his back and torso, and he doesn't remember much of what happened. He spent about a month in the hospital recovering, and since then he's always been very cautious wherever he went, but he always had fun. He's had no great tragedy in his life since then, and hopes he never will, being able to live happily with his soulmate.

Occupation:
Traveling artist/musician.

Country of Origin:
Japan. His First name is Sora, and his family name is Hitomi.
Name would look like this: 昊 美智

Feelings about meeting their soulmate:
He looks forward to their meeting with excitement. He often draws what he imagines they could look like together with him in candid scenes, however he always leaves the face featureless, as he can't imagine something like their eyes, or their smile. He will eventually show them these pictures once they meet.