I would be down to do one of the following. -female jedi and clone/male jed -cheerleader and normal guy -assassins creed OOC -human princess and human knight.
As I am rushed for time at the moment I sort just threw this out there. Feel free to message and we could talk in more detail then.
As Marc prepped his TIE his com came to life "Sorry Marc. Stupid doctor droid insisted on doing my exam or I wouldn't be cleared for flight. On the way to hangar bay now. Meet you there, you'll have to catch me up on the briefing." with a chuckle he responded "Copy that, Didn't miss much standard orbital superiority ...Hurry up though the captain doesn't like it when pilots aren't on time, even with an excuse" He said as he ran through the final few steps of his start up procedure. Well here we go... he thought as his thoughts drifted to his daughter. Feels like forever since I held you in my arms...I miss you sweet heart he thought. Slowly he started to think of the last time he had seen his family. It was the day he was ordered to report for duty. who would have thought he would end up as an elite TIE pilot. Back then he was destined for some nowhere posting, killed off by pirates raiding whatever corvette ship he served on. Thankfully by luck and alot of hard work he was accepted into the Starfighter corp Angela...At least i know you are living well. he thought as he looked forward to reading the message he had received only moments before he had boarded his fighter.
As Marc flew alongside his wing in the back of the formation man his Com roared to life"This is Aurek Leader! Six rebel fighters just-" The Captains voice was suddenly cut off as he noticed several shots impact the captains Fighter and suddenly exploded as a group of X-wing fighters jumped into the area and engaged the Imperial forces. With the sudden attack The other Imperial pilots scrambled and moved to engage the enemy. "This is Aurek four engaging, Jinnau you with me? I'm gonna need help" he said as he split off and started chasing an X wing. The X-wing pilot had to be inexperienced as the pilot didn't notice Marc until he had opened fire. while most of the shots were dissipated on impact on with the deflector shield one round scorched the upper right wing. Great... well this got tougher... he thought bitterly as the X-wing pilot began trying to Shake Marc. As Marc dogged the pilot, he realized it was a matter of time before The pilot's wing man came and helped him.
Marc sat silently listening to the briefing, trying to enjoy the fact he was wearing his flight suit rather then his normal off duty officers uniform. so much better then that stiff uniform... he thought as he watched the presentation of the mission continue. It was the usual fair, defending the empire from those who would do it harm by wiping them off the face of the galaxy. As he listened Marc made mental notes about the up coming mission and how he felt the squadron would do. Marc was surprised that half the squadron had been wiped out by what he had been told were very under trained and under equipped, clearly one of those was wrong. As the briefing went on Marc started to look around. there was a mix of excitement and grim determination on the faces of many of the other pilots.
'Not sure where lieutenant Jinnau is, but I guess we can cross that bridge when we come to it...' he thought. When he had first arrived aboard the Tyrant Marc had meet the others when he had first arrived. Most of them had been transferred aboard or were in the barracks when he stowed his personal effects away. He had been assigned lieutenant Nova Jinnau as his wing man although he had planned to meet her face to face, He had yet to speak with her one on one.
After a few more minutes the pilots were dismissed as the rest of the pilots filed out of the room, Marc stood and headed for the door. Time to earn my wage. he thought with a sigh as he headed off for the hangers.
I liked the hide format you both used...so I'm using it as well...Also WIP my original was lost and did this in a rush.
: Name: Marc Rlyeh
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Marc is surprising tall man and often mistaken for an army grunt due to his well muscled body. From his childhood on Dantooine, Marc has gained a number of scars from working on his family's farm. On his left arm he has the name of his daughter Angela and his soon to be wife Anya tattooed on his right arm.
Marc is a natural Fighter pilot, At home amidst the Havoc that is Space dog fighting He is a terror to a trained rebel pilot. As a bomber pilot he is barely average. On the blaster range Marc is considered slightly below average with rifles and average with a pistol. Due to both his criminal record and knowing that Marc's sister is a known rebel, there are some who feel he doesn't belong in the cockpit of a fighter. When it comes to hand to hand fighting Marc shows remarkable skill in defending himself.
Regardless of what most people would say, Marc is a surprisingly good person. While he isn't the friendliest person for those who call him a friend have found themselves glad to have taken the chance to speak with him. When with his squad mates or friends he is a very easy going man, often cracking he occasional joke and play a hand or two of cards. Marc is a proud and loving father, just trying to support his daughter back home.
Born to a family on Dantooine Marc was the first of three kids. Marc grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere with his neighbors being two hours away. Like most children he once had dreams, more then anything he wanted to go to school and become a doctor on some other world far way from Dantooine. Sadly fate had other ideas in mind. As the eldest it was his job to help support his family. Instead of school Marc was working around the farm. For much of his youth Marc's life was the farm, there was no time for what little social life a nobody farmer could find in the middle of nowhere. For years he watched his sister live the life he wanted. Kara, the eldest of his younger siblings, was sent to school. First it was the tiny school on dantooine then private tutors when they could pay for one. Marc had come to peace with his lot, he would stay a nobody farmer who never did anything with his life. His life would change when he Met Anya. Like Marc Anya was the eldest daughter of a farmer, they had met a few times when they went to the space port to sell their crops and they became quick friends.what little spare time he had Marc spent them with Anya On dantooine friendships were rare,unless you were old enough to go the the cantina there were few chances to meet people. As they both grew older their friendship grew. Soon the friendship would become something more. Marc found himself thinking of but her. Her long strtrawberry blonde hair, her green eyes and a smile that seemed to make all his troubles go way. Marc was 16 when he told he loved her. For six months they dated until Anya told she was pregnant. It was the greatest day of his life when Marc found out, but also the worst. Not two days after he found out the news, imperial officals pounded on his door. They were looking for his sister, as it turned out Kara had come into with Rebel sympathizers. She believed in the cause, and joined at the first chance she got. For just being her brother he was arrested and charged as a traitor, when it was found not did he not any connections with the rebels instead of asking for death he was given an option. Serve in the military, where he was expected to die, or go to prison.