Arkay

Star Wars: Revanchism (Mandalorian Wars)

I'm such a dumbass. Thanks @Hillan

Star Wars: Revanchism (Mandalorian Wars)

@HeySeuss
So... idk if my character has been approved or not. If I could get some feedback that would be wonderful. I really want to join up, and I can change anything in my bio. I'm really not married to any of the ideas other than him being an Echani and using vibroblades.

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

((I really hope Scorn has her face paint on tonight....))

Aria Kelly

@BlackPanther
Aria's now slightly blood-shot eyes focused on the newcomer to his bar. It was interesting that two supernaturals would come on the same night. Maybe he was advertising too much because serendipity seemed too convenient a reason why they would both came on the same night. Perhaps he was being hunted for a previous job he had done, but that seemed far fetched. He always kept his jobs clean. Aria calmly scratched his mark feeling a faint itch and dismissed it as him simply being high. Aria's attention returned to the Pixie's question, prompting a small grin. "Apart from game journalism, I do a few odd jobs here and there. Generally people who hear of my other services are of a supernatural nature. My last job was to hunt down a feral werewolf who'd lost his way." Aria's grin disappeared and was replaced with a mask of a face, void of most emotion if it was not for his tone. It was melancholic. "It was grim work seeing as the old man was simply going senile. I made sure he went peacefully, as were the family's wishes." Aria took a large gulp from his glass and finished the pleasant drink. "Anywho, I have another patron waiting for a drink, doctor. I'll be back to you in a minute, but I must warn you it get rather crowded in here. Plenty of youngsters like to pre-game here before getting very drunk at other bars. I'd love to continue talking though."

@Argetlam350
With that, Aria leaned off the bar and calmly made his way to the end of the bar. Grabbing a small glass and whipping it down, measured up the relatively small woman's appearance. The skull face paint was very impressive, and he immediately wondered how long it took her to put it on. Her fierce eyes set out nicely from under the hood she wore. Her body language was a combination of something feral and hostile. With another scratch to his wrist, Aria gently sent the glass down on the bar. "How may I serve you tonight, miss?"

Star Wars: Revanchism (Mandalorian Wars)

I'm super down. I'd like to apply for the position of the force sensitive IRSOG soldier. I can change a few facts on my CS if you need, but I AM SO PUMPED!! I REQUIRE YOUR CRITICISM!!!

Kayda Vax

Name: Kayda Vax
Species: Echani
Age: 24
Rank/Title:
Planet of Origin/Birth: Coruscant
Force Sensitive Y/N: Y

Appearance:

armor

face

Kayda has a medium muscular build, but fit. His ice blue eyes are generally serious and quizative. When out of his armor, Aria wears dark, well fitting hoodies with a pair of fatigues and boots (Occasionally with armor plating on his legs). His full battle dress is equipped with two blasters, two vibroblades, and a medical kit with a bacta tank. the armor itself can take at least two blasters shots or one good slash from a vibroblade in one location. The helmet itself has simple night vision and magnifying scope, as well as a communication system. The armor also has an integrated blaster along one of his arms.

Skills/Abilities:
- Intensive vibroblade training as well as Echani hand to hand.
- Close quarters weapons training
- First aid training
-(Following relate only to his unknown force sensitivity) Can not be mind tricked.
- Mind reading him is difficult, but not impossible for those trained in the force.

Equipment:
- Flares
- Two simple vibroblades
- Two hand blasters
- Arm mounted blaster
- Medical Kit (5 minor first aid uses)
- Bacta Tank (3 use)

Personality: Kayda Vax is a very serious young man. He is known by his allies to be a killjoy with his very sobering comments and quips. He is not without humor, however it is either self deprecating or dark. Despite his austere demeanour, he is known to be understanding and willing to give you an unbiased opinion. Kayda likes to stay on task and busy which doesn’t leave much room being social.

History: Born to one of the few remaining Echani families on Coruscant. They had deeply roots with the military, which meant Kayda and his siblings were expected to join to serve the Republic. He adjusted well to the structure once he joined and his superiors were eager to put the already weapons trained recruit into advanced training. He was soon assigned to a special task force at the dawn of the Mandalorian war. His first engagement was a slaughter on the Republic side, however Kayda managed to get as many people out of the system as possible. His whole squad died in the process of transporting key people out. He is currently waiting for reassignment after a medical and psychological screening. He oddly doesn’t seemed rattled.

Relationships and Acquaintances:
(Will writing when more join)

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

Aria Kelly

Aria snapped his finger. Fairies and Pixies always gave him trouble. He then realized that the man was wearing a glamour, his human and Pixie forms trading places every time he blinked. His Kin blood would reveal truths in all of his senses, much like synesthesia however discernible to him. Which sense it takes advantage of and when was completely random, so it hardly has any practical uses, excepting for silly parlor tricks. Sometimes it was even disorienting, when it took over his hearing while someone was lying.

He knew his patron wanted an answer, but he didn't exactly have one. The name of his mother's race wasn't exactly readily available to him and probably inexpiable without being very long winded. He settled on his usual response; one he loathed. "I'm a Royal Vampire or rather a royal vampire half-breed. A bit different from my cousins, who can't control themselves around humans. Blood has no addictive properties for me." Aria took a sip of his drink and hummed with delight. "I can see through simple magics like that on occasion. If I was drunk, I'd just be a normal human as it does require some focus." He calmly placed his glass down on the bar and leaned over. "Anywho, I'm terribly boring so why don't I ask you this?" He said with a grin. "What is a doctor Pixie doing in my bar humble bar? Shouldn't you be defending the forest or something?" He said with a chuckle. Aria already say a business opportunity in this. Could he be another client for his more satisfying work? It had been a solid 2 months since his last case and last time it was a simple ghost. Aria continued to sip on his drink whilst he waited for a response.

Star Wars: Revanchism (Mandalorian Wars)

I'm very interested! I got so excited I already cooked up a CS. I hope it is ok and up to standards.

Kayda Vax

Name: Kayda Vax
Species: Echani
Age: 24
Rank/Title:
Planet of Origin/Birth: Coruscant
Force Sensitive Y/N: Y

Appearance:

armor

face

Kayda has a medium muscular build, but fit. His ice blue eyes are generally serious and quizative. When out of his armor, Aria wears dark, well fitting hoodies with a pair of fatigues and boots (Occasionally with armor plating on his legs). His full battle dress is equipped with two blasters, two vibroblades, and a medical kit with a bacta tank. the armor itself can take at least two blasters shots or one good slash from a vibroblade in one location. The helmet itself has simple night vision and magnifying scope, as well as a communication system. The armor also has an integrated blaster along one of his arms.

Skills/Abilities:
- Intensive vibroblade training as well as Echani hand to hand.
- Close quarters weapons training
- First aid training
-(Following relate only to his unknown force sensitivity) Can not be mind tricked.
- Mind reading him is difficult, but not impossible for those trained in the force.

Equipment:
- Flares
- Two simple vibroblades
- Two hand blasters
- Arm mounted blaster
- Medical Kit (5 minor first aid uses)
- Bacta Tank (3 use)

Personality: Kayda Vax is a very serious young man. He is known by his allies to be a killjoy with his very sobering comments and quips. He is not without humor, however it is either self deprecating or dark. Despite his austere demeanour, he is known to be understanding and willing to give you an unbiased opinion. Kayda likes to stay on task and busy which doesn’t leave much room being social.

History: Born to one of the few remaining Echani families on Coruscant. They had deeply roots with the military, which meant Kayda and his siblings were expected to join to serve the Republic. He adjusted well to the structure once he joined and his superiors were eager to put the already weapons trained recruit into advanced training. He was soon assigned to a special task force at the dawn of the Mandalorian war. His first engagement was a slaughter on the Republic side, however Kayda managed to get as many people out of the system as possible. His whole squad died in the process of transporting key people out. He is currently waiting for reassignment after a medical and psychological screening. He oddly doesn’t seemed rattled.

Relationships and Acquaintances:
(Will writing when more join)

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

@BlackPanther

Aria Kelly

Wings.... Luminescent wings and a sweet scent that reminded him of flowers. If Aria didn't know any better. Pixie? Fairy? Aria had a hard time telling the difference with males. Either way, the man looked haggard and in need of a drink. With a grin, Aria reached under the bar and pulled up a glass and an dark brown bottle. Setting the glass on the bar, he fished out two ice cubes and poured them into the glass with a double of the amber liquid. It was one of Aria's favorites, though he usually had it with a lime. He calmly signaled toward the first patron of the day as he pulled another glass from under the bar. He figured he wanted something strong, but smooth as to not make him regret drinking. He began to fix his own glass as he spoke. "So I've fixed you up with peach whiskey to start. It's on the house. I don't exactly meet many of your kind out and about, so I figured I'd celebrate. Too my first male fairy in the bar." He said as he finished preparing his glass and rose his glass.

He studied the man calmly as he waited for a response. By his lab coat and hospital ID pinned to him, Aria deducted that the man was either a doctor or worked in a lab. Perhaps the creature wanted to vent about his day. Depending on his response, Aria may have found his drinking partner for the night.

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

Like I said. I can wait for a new person to join if you guys want. I'm a patient person!

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

I'm very open to threesomes with the king of the Fairies? Fairy King? Very unclear. Anywho, we'll be drinking so.... who knows!

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

Aria Kelly

Friday. Research day has slowly become his favorite day of the week. A day dedicated to getting hands on with the newest tech or game was always a good day in Aria’s book. That and this was the only day of the week that he didn’t have to walk into his stuffy office and get hit on by Alice. The woman meant well, but her constant want to go on a second date. The first one was a definite mistake, but perhaps he should have known better than to turn the charm on and put his hair in her favorite style from the Witcher. She was a big fan of the series. The irony of the train of thought could not be ignored as he slipped the third installment of the series into the disk tray of his PlayStation. Pulling up his notebook, he prepared to try and finish as much of the game as he could until he had to open up the bar. Two hours in, Aria found the game very charming and a great improvement on the series in terms of game play and story. Four hours in, he had become convinced that the writers of the book these games were based on was a misogynist pig overtly obsessed with his silly OC, seeing as he had slept with at least 6 different women within his time playing and they all being fine with Geralt’s lack of care. At the end of his play session, Aria felt fit to go on a Tumblr rant that would make even the most fervent of feminazi’s pause, but decided that he would simply drink while he tended the bar instead. Perhaps Alice wanted to him to pick up a few tips from the main character, but didn’t believe he had it in him. His track record with the fairer sex couldn’t fill in a pamphlet with all of the gritty details included. His thoughts wandered toward his mark on his wrist as he stepped into the shower.

This single character, written in no identifiable language, with an almost ominous feel seemed to stare back at him as the warm water ran over his person. It seemed to be his mother’s native tongue, beyond human pronunciation and layered in meaning yet to be discovered. He had found similar marking when researching his mother’s roots, but usually he would find nothing more than the symbol. On the one occasion that he found someone who could interpret his mother’s trademark ‘rune,’ this madman’s speech was a jumble of different languages forming a sentence that roughly translated to “one third whole.” This phrasing brought into question the existence of his mother having sisters or brothers, but when he tried to learn more from the madman, he cursed at Aria and told him to begone half-breed. He had killed himself that very night. Although curious, Aria figured that he would have to leave the discovery of his mother’s family in fate’s hands and wait for more promising clues for the trail had run dry. Stepping out of the shower, Aria busied his thoughts with the work coming his way. After the fifth renovation of his bar, Ye Ole Huntsman became the preferred pre-game spot for a younger clientele heading to other clubs and bars. The hours of 9-11 were his busiest hours during the weekends, which required him to talk to many ignorant people. An loathsome task, however he couldn’t ignore the income it was netting him. Taking a hit of his bong before brushing his teeth and using mouthwash, Aria got dressed for work. Stepping out of his apartment building, Aria quickly rushed to the subway and began to take the short ride downtown. Opening the bar up, he soon found his employees coming out of the woodwork of the city as he unlocked the door. Setting up behind the bar, Aria prepared for a long night of serving.