Espada Emi

The Galactic Vices Casino

Mideo "Mid" Benara

Nar Shadda,
Aboard Airus Vel Aath's ship
(Date and Time to be inserted later)

Welp, this was it. Mid had to face facts. She'd done everything she possibly could, explored every avenue of escape and tried every strategy her Master had taught her. There was no denying the truth anymore or stopping the inevitable. She had to admit it.

She was so bored! She'd tried the moving meditation her Master taught her, mentally reviewing all the plants she knew and their uses, even running through the events of famous battles she knew in her head in reverse order, just 'cause.

Now she was lying on the floor of the ship's cockpit so she could sneak glances out of the windows while her Master's Holocron showed off the basics of Makashi but she'd already seen this section twice on the way to Nar Shadda and she could see most of it in her head already and practicing it alone only worked so well and-

"aaaaagh! What's taking him so long?" She pressed her face into the cool metal flooring of the ship and felt it buzz against her face as she whined her frustration into it. Impatience was not the Jedi way, but this was just plain unfair! They were on Nar Shadda to retrieve some cool artifact on her first real mission and her Master was all 'Stay on the ship, Mideo.' 'It's too dangerous Mideo.' 'I'll only be a little while Mideo' 'Boring cryptic saying that wasn't worth paying attention to Mideo' Well, it had already been a little while and there was no sign of Master Airus at all!

What if he needed Mid's help? What if he'd been kidnapped by pirates or double-crossed by a contact or there was some Sith agent at the Casino waiting to spring an evil trap on him? Master Airus was way tough for a bookworm but he'd obviously underestimated how much he'd need Mid's help on such a rough planet! She deactivated the holocron, hopped up off the floor in one move and gathered up her saber and trusty but tattered brown cloak, then marched out of the room in pretty heroic fashion.

Her big heroic exit got kinda deflated as both Sparks and Goldie barred her path to the descending ramp though.

"'C'mon guys let me go! I've gotta go help Master Airus!"

The two little droids exploded into a bunch of beeps and whines. probably something about how they were both really sure Airus told her to stay behind and for them to keep her out of trouble and the ship locked up? She pretty sure but it was hard to tell, especially when they talked so fast and mixed together.

"Nuh-uh, I heard him too! He told you both to not let anyone in the ship. I'm going out! Besides, he needs our help! The Force is telling me so!" Well, maybe it was more about the bored part of her brain than the Force, but neither of them knew that! She didn't even know that, not for sure! Goldie still inched around to block her more and whined, probably about how the planet was dangerous and it wasn't safe and blah blah blah.

Mid gave a big drawn-out sigh as she added on to her plan. "Well okay, if Nar Shadda's so not safe and you're so responsible, why don't you come with me Goldie? I mean, Sparks can keep the ship locked up, you can still keep me out of trouble and we can both rescue Master Airus together!"

The utility droid whirred loudly, then gave a low, resigned beep. Mid burst into a pointy toothed grin. "Great! Let's go!"

As she walked down the ramp she took her first deep lungful of Nar Shadda air. Smog, toxins, ozone from old blaster fire and a general smell of scum and decay tinging the whole atmosphere.

"Oh yeah, I think I'm gonna like it here Goldie! Master Airus here we come!"

---

"No deal Sweets Pattoga, I ain't running a charity here! No pay, no ride!"

Mid pouted and glared at the aged Trandoshan taxi driver that'd pulled over for her, but those reptilian eyes of his were unmoved even at such an intimidating sight. When he spoke his words rasped and his breath smelled like Spice and Mid almost wanted to punch him in his stupid leathery old face.

"But I have to get to the Galactic Vices Casino! It's a matter of life and death! More important, it's big business!"

"Then you can walk for all I care! See how long you and that shiny little droid of yours last downtown before someone steals you both for parts!"

Goldie definitely didn't like that. He made a noise that didn't really need translation from Binary and started to turn around, but Mid put a hand on his dome. "We're staying! And..." she took a deep breath and focused her mind, blocking out her frustration, reaching out with the Force and the driver with a wave of her hand. "...You will take me to the Galactic Vices Casino."

The old lizard's eyes clouded over a little and when he spoke his voice was flatter, less raspy. "I will take you to the Galactic Vices Casino."

Ha! It actually worked! Mid hopped into the cab with Goldie and then they were just a short ride to the Casino. First big use of Force Powers down! Master Airus was gonna be so proud!

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As soon as Mid entered the Casino she was bombarded with sights, sounds and smells. The blaring music and the flash and chime of gambling games hit her first. Then the sheer mass of people all milling around and crowded together laughing, arguing, talking. The slaves flowed in between them in glittery skimpy uniforms carrying all sorts of exotic and familiar dishes back and forth too constantly to keep track, both repulsive and intriguing to her eyes and nose. Then there were the dancers, haloed in light and moving with slow grace or wild energy.

It was all more colorful and bright and interesting than anything Mid had seen in years, but what really drew her attention and even overwhelmed her was the red skinned dancer on the big center stage. Not because of the unusual red lights around her, or even how big her stage presence was compared to everything else there. No way, it was 'cause she was pouring out so much rage and sorrow that it was almost painful even to Mid's limited senses. It was worse than anything she'd felt in her life! it was-

-The young Zabrak Padawan pulled her hood up close around her and closed her eyes, shutting out the overstimulation as she'd been taught. She tried to find a few details apart from the emotions to anchor herself. Underneath everything else there was something very faintly familiar permeating the air. The sharp smell of fresh spice- no, more than that. The smell of yarrock. The same barely remembered smell as the pirate warrens of the Iridonian desert, her earliest home before she was even a Youngling. Yarrock, like her Father made. Like her Mother sold. Warriors used it to give themselves courage in battle, gamblers used it to give them confidence, help them bluff. There was a sound too, from those faded infant days. At the bar closest to her a tangle of people were singing off-key in Huttese. It was an old pirate drinking song, like her mother and her crew used to sing.

Goldie gave the girl a concerned beep, but Mid slowly grinned a pointed grin and opened her eyes. She had nothing to fear here, if she was wily and careful. These were her mother's people. These were her kind of scum. Mid patted Goldie's dome and flowed into the crowd.

It was time to find Master Airus, finally. But she wanted to see what was up with that red-skinned dancing girl too...

[Approved] Sith Acolyte, Haiki Benara

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OOC section

How long do you usually write?

Between one and several paragraphs depending on the needs of the scene.

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?

Yes! But if it speeds up posting or we need to cut down the size of a collab I'm okay with individual posts. The collabs sometimes help with flow though.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?

I always try my best to have both passable grammar and enjoyable levels of depth in my writing! That said, I'm not really a hardliner for it in other people or a grammar nazi. As long as the people I'm writing with are fun it's all good.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?

Character growth and solid, story-and-character driven personal development over time. I also enjoy characters confronting and dealing with morally gray situations and changing from them, put a high priority on interactions between players and love writing action sequences!

Investigations, politics, plus planning and counter-planning style intrigue are also favorites of mine.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?

Not really just ask me first, although I would prefer to avoid long stretches of time writing completely by myself as I feel it defeats the purpose of a roleplay for me. As usual auto-hitting, godmodding and dictating my character's reactions for me in any way without my consent are awful.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?

Just ask me first!

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?

Short Term - I wanna write fun, evil stuff with him and get to know other Sith characters and the Academy.

Long Term- I want him to survive and grow in skill and power until at least reaching the Apprentice stage. It might also be cool for him to get to interact with his sister on opposite sides of the war and gain the attention of a Lord or other. Right now he has a lot of specialized skills but except for crafting droids none of them are particularly developed or static. I wanna see who he becomes over time.

Imperial personnel files

Name: Haiki Benara

Species: Zabrak

Homeworld: Iridonia

Age: 12

Gender: Male

Rank: Sith Acolyte

Master:

Former master(s):

Apprentice(s):

Sphere of influence:

Imperial Intelligence Reports

_{Short description of candidate.}

Acolyte Benara is about five feet tall and whipcord thin and almost delicate looking. His highly dense bones and
increased pain tolerance mean he's heavier and more durable than he seems, but his almost chalk-pale skin and soft violet eyes add to the visual impression of weakness. When he does smile, it's a a predatory, almost shark-like slash of a grin thanks to his bright white pointed teeth. He often has dark rings under his eyes from late nights studying or working on modifications or repairs for his droid.

He generally wears clothing typical of a Sith Acolyte, often stained with oil and rumpled from mechanical work.

_{Simplified report on known Force techniques and estimated levels.}

Basic Skills
Telekinesis (Basic)
Telekinetic Defense (Basic)
Force Push (Basic)
Force Speed (Novice)
Force Jump (Novice)
Force Sight (Novice)
Force Sense (Novice)
Mind Trick (Basic)
Precognition (Novice)
Force Choke (Basic)

Basic Talents

Mecha-Deru - One of Haiki's most notable and well-developed gifts is his ability to meld use of the force with machines. He has a natural knack and connection for both building and disassembling machines, specializing in droids. After enough encouragement in class He even built his own droid based on scavenged parts and a droid brain from a Utility Droid. J4N4 or Jana is a guardian, companion and tool for Haiki and only the first of his planned creations.

Sith Alchemy - Acolyte Benara is still a complete beginner at Alchemy but does seem to have a natural knack for the dark art. He's greedily absorbed every scrap of information on the subject he's been given and thus far is always the fastest in his class to reproduce a given experiment. As of yet there is no official proof that Haiki has attempted any experiments on his own. But given his ambitions it may only be a matter of time.

_{Simplified report on other known skills and estimated levels, including lightsaber training.}

Basic Trained Skills
Tactics and Strategy
Statecraft and Governing
Basic Survival Skills - Desert, Woodland, Arctic,
Basic Medical Skills
Basic Sith Philosophy
Basic Imperial History
Basic Knowledge of Toxins
Basic Knowledge of Anatomy
Basic Torture and Interrogation skills

Basic Talent Skills
History- Thanks to both his unusually good memory and a passionate teacher in the form of Corinth, Haiki has a love and knowledge of history beyond average for an Acolyte his age. He's especially curious about the Sith and Jedi of ages past along with the battles they engaged in and any objects they've left behind. As might be expected he also has a particular love for the history of droid design.

Mechanical Engineering - Beyond Mecha-Deru, Haiki is just mechanically apt in general and is easily capable of assembling small gadgets and building and modifying droids by himself given time and resources.

Martial Arts - His least developed talent, Haiki has a natural aptitude for martial arts and unarmed combat in general but rarely takes his training seriously. He's gotten to the point where until recently he could beat classmates without doing much training or studying himself, although his skill advantage is quickly disappearing and he's lost several training bouts recently.

Lightsaber Combat
Djem-So (Basic)
Niman (Basic)

Other
Increased Pain Tolerance - Because of his Zabrak biology Haiki has a naturally high tolerance for pain and can endure through punishment or injuries that would break the resolve of other beings and shrug off non-debilitating injuries relatively easily

Highly Dense Bone Structure - Due to his Zabrak biology, Haiki's bones are abnormally dense and durable compared to those of other species. Because of this they rarely break except under great strain and he has extra protection against injuries from blunt trauma and to a more limited degree cutting and piercing trauma as blades are more likely to stop at or glance off his bones. The extra weight and hardness of his extremities also gives him an advantage in unarmed combat as he can both impart more force with each strike and put more strain on himself without breaking bones.

Dual-Heart Circulatory System - Gives Haiki greater endurance over extended periods of exertion and allows him to catch his breath quicker.

Excellent Memory and Analytical Ability -Haiki has shown a gift for rapid memorization and clear recall even under great stress. He also possesses very strong analytical abilities for his age, able to not just repeat information or visualize things he's committed to memory but understand the wider implications of what he commits to memory given enough time and context.

Basic Cullinary Skills - Haiki can prepare some basic foods and baked goods and has functioning knowledge of more complex recipes and cuisines currently beyond his skill level. This partly comes from Corinth's influence on his interests, although he'll readily admit that he believes developing his palate is also useful for his ambitions as a poisoner.

_{Quick report on political influence, ownerships, associates and rivals.}

Political Influences
None, he's only been an Acolyte for a year or so.

Ownerships
J4N4 'Jana' - A utility droid that Haiki modified, Jana's droid brain and tools have been imported into a spherical rolling body with a 'head' that moves freely across the sphere giving it excellent ground mobility on a variety of terrains compared to traditional wheels and greater speed than treads. She also comes equipped with a mid-range taser, a whipcord/grappling hook launcher to increase mobility and tie up enemies and a tool for slicing into systems.

Miniature tool kit - A compact, easily carried and concealable toolkit that contains everything Haiki needs to make modifications or repairs to droids or other equipment in the field.

Associates

Corinth Genbit - Haiki history teacher and one of the few people in his life he doesn't either outright dislike or feel mild disdain around. Thanks to Corinth's teaching style, Haiki has a real love of and understanding for history at least at a basic level. He was also inspired to take up cooking and baking as a hobby because of Corinth, even though secretly his paranoid little brain insists on it so he can cook his own meals to avoid poisoning and potentially poison others if necessary. Still, Corinth is probably one of the people Haiki's come closest to trusting.

Mara Cessair - Haiki's teacher in Sith Alchemy, a subject that the young Iridonian has taken to with both passion and skill given his age. He's already angling to make himself her best student and squeeze every drop of knowledge he can get out of her as completely as possible.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

Haiki is above all things outwardly cold. The boy has passion and hatred within him, but they're more like a glacier than a raging fire: Slow to build and hard to notice but prone to reaching a tipping point after which everything comes crashing down hard all at once.

As far as he can tell his earliest memories involve his mother abandoning him to the Sith in order to save her own skin and this has shaped his mental state in ways that his mentors are happy to encourage. Haiki prefers droids over people and distrusts most organic beings. His main goal in life is in his own words 'To have enough skill to track down my mother, make her suffer and then kill her with my bare hands.' Romance, friendships, even most enjoyment tends to be beyond him unless he severely lets his guard down.

Haiki is curious and hungry for knowledge and also eager to master new skills. Figuring out how to get a feature up and running in a droid, crafting a new toxin or antidote, even cooking a technically difficult meal successfully are where he finds happiness. Increasingly he's taken to studying his fellow Acolytes with the same intensity, wondering if he can take their minds, their selves and deconstruct them to see what makes them tick and of course how he can use what he learns to his own ends.

_{List of uncovered and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Psychological

Arrogance - Haiki is above all confident in his own superiority. He's smart and talented for his age and he knows it and is happy to demonstrate for you if you're having trouble comprehending the vastness of his intellect and skill. He's aware that for now he's physically weak and small, but is convinced that with the exception of a few interesting individuals his fellow classmates are braindead imbeciles he'll soon be able to think circles around. Even his instructors are mainly repositories for knowledge he hasn't yet mastered due solely to his inexperience, rather than worthy of respect or fear.

Lack of Empathy - Haiki struggles to care about those around him or understand them as people. He's made some efforts to be sociable, but likely views it all as just a series of emotional levers and buttons to push to get others to do as he wants and has no serious attachments or loyalties thus far. He may not be entirely incapable of Empathy, but very little in his life so far has indicated otherwise.

Parental issues - Bringing up either of his parents is the one consistent way to get Haiki to feel real, impulsive rage. This is especially true of his mother. His normally stoic and superior demeanor cracks instantly at most mentions of her and he'll often go to rash and foolish extremes to hurt the person who brought her up if possible.

Physical

Physically Weak - Haiki has very little muscle mass to speak of and is small for his age. It may not be permanent, but he's got almost no real strength or physical power.

Vulnerable hearts - Haiki's dual circulatory system makes him much more susceptible to heart issues as if one heart goes out of sync the arrhythmia could badly damage the other heart.

Dense Bones - Haiki's dense bone structure means he's unable to swim well if at all.

Achievements and Failures

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Achievements

Mastered basics of Sith Alchemy

Mastered Basics of Niman

Mastered Basics of Mecha-Deru

Excellent Performance in Several Classes.

Built his own droid companion.

Failures

Several Recent Failures in Armed and Unarmed Sparring - Although Haiki has displayed a natural aptitude for unarmed combat in the past and studies his lightsaber forms studiously, he's suffered a string of several brutal losses in more recent days as his classmates catch up to or surpass him in skill and physical ability. His unwillingness to train his body seriously along with his mind is becoming a severe impediment.

Failed to Save Himself From Poison- In spite of his previously flawless track record with poisons and alchemy, Haiki just recently suffered a near death failure. His instructor Mara Cessair slipped him a toxin specifically designed to attack his heart and circulatory system after he behaved too arrogantly in her class. The boy correctly deduced the identity of the poison, but was unable to synthesize an antidote before passing out due to the inherent vulnerability of his dual-heart circulatory system. He was saved but badly shaken and is still slightly weak.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in imperial archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

As detailed by Acolyte Haiki Benara, with transcription notes

The recording begins. A voice recognizable as Acolyte Haiki Benara speaks in a flat, near-emotionless tone.
This is my past, as best I can recall it along what I've been told by others.

My father and mother were both criminal scum unworthy of life. My father was a Force Sensitive of modest, self-trained skill and used to claim he was a shaman, the better to market his hallucinogenic nonsense. My mother was a fairly infamous pirate with a side business in drugs. They raised myself and my sister in some tunnel complex in the deserts of Iridonia with a bunch of verminous thieves and would-be crime bosses.

A bitter note creeps into the young voice...

We both thought we were happy then, I think. We were little fools who knew no better way of life.

It all changed when the Jedi found us. I just remember twin lightsabers flying through the air, cutting down members of the only family I'd known as easily and thoughtlessly as you'd cut grass. My father grabbing me and running, leaving my sister behind. The rest is a blur...until...

Well, I have just one more memory of those days. A single image crystal clear. The cabin of my mother's ship washed in red light, a cloaked figure blocking out everything. Everything except for my father, lying on the floor. I can't tell if he's alive or dead, but I'm in my mother's arms and she's holding me out to offer me or maybe shield herself...

A long pause, a deep breath and a crash. As if something's been thrown hard across the room. The same voice speaks up after, practically snarling.

She doesn't matter! None of this matters!

Another voice interrupts, muffled and out of range of the recording. Acolyte Benara takes several long, audible breaths before continuing in the same detached tone as before but with a hint of smugness and irritation.

A few months later I strangled some other mewling brat half to death with the Force on pure instinct and I've been at the Academy ever since. Ask anyone and they'll tell you I'm nearly top of my class in half of the subjects available at my level. I've been taking apart machines to see how they worked and rebuilding them better since I could hold a multi-tool and none of the others is as clever at Alchemy as I am.

Just listen to me speak! I'm already more grown-up than all those half-wits! Some of the others laugh at me now, call me a weakling only good at tinkering with potions and machines, even beat on me in sparring.

But I know they just resent me and fear me. They should.

Some day when they're all corpses or underlings, I'm going to be a Lord. I'm going to do great things for the Empire.

After that I'm going to track down my mother and use everything I've learned and all the power I've gained to kill her. My father too, if he's still alive somewhere in the Empire.

Whoever's listening, keep your eyes on me. It might help to have some context when I surpass you.

Recording ends here as Acolyte Benara seems to have shattered the device against a wall. He has since been punished for needless and costly dramatics.

[Approved] Mideo 'Mid' Benara, Jedi Padawan

Formatting:
I'll make these changes as soon as I have time

Appearance:
Yup! I plan to have her go through that ICly as some character flavor and an indicator for the passage of time as she grows up!

Talents:
Great feedback here and that all makes sense, I think I purposefully lowballed how skilled she was because I wasn't sure what the appropriate level of training and control she'd have access to for either of them is.

Non-Force skills:
Both of these are also sensible, I think I'll be going with Jungle, Desert and Arctic.

The bone structure thing also makes sense.

Failures:
For failures she was s'posed to have touched either a dead body or some medical materials during a healing class and gotten rather traumatized, it also ties into why she was so resistant to learning any healing skills and her failure to learn anything beyond the very basics of first aid would also be listed.

Addendum: We like her.
Yay!

[Approved] Mideo 'Mid' Benara, Jedi Padawan

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OOC section

How long do you usually write?

Between one and several paragraphs depending on the needs of the scene.

Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?

Yes! But if it speeds up posting or we need to cut down the size of a collab I'm okay with individual posts. The collabs sometimes help with flow though.

Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?

I always try my best to have both passable grammar and enjoyable levels of depth in my writing! That said, I'm not really a hardliner for it in other people or a grammar nazi. As long as the people I'm writing with are fun it's all good.

Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?

Character growth and solid, story-and-character driven personal development over time. I also enjoy characters confronting and dealing with morally gray situations and changing from them, put a high priority on interactions between players and love writing action sequences!

Investigations, politics, plus planning and counter-planning style intrigue are also favorites of mine but less likely to come up with this character.

Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?

Not really just ask me first, although I would prefer to avoid long stretches of time writing completely by myself as I feel it defeats the purpose of a roleplay for me. As usual auto-hitting, godmodding and dictating my character's reactions for me in any way without my consent are awful.

Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?

Just ask me first!

Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?

Short Term: I wanna establish Mid's character, who and what she knows and get her involved in the overall world! I'd like to get to have some interactions, figure out who her Master is and what their relationship is like and who else in the Jedi Order she might know and their relationships.

Long Term: I'd like to Mid survive and grow in both internal character and power. Maybe make it to Knight or even Master. She's fairly close to an innocent blank slate at this point and I can't wait to see how the story and her role in it, the decisions she makes and the characters she interacts with shape her over time! I want to get a sense of progression and development with her and a feeling like I'm helping to shape my own corner of the world and the other characters in it! Most of all I'd like to use her to contribute to this RP and help us all to have a fun time! Hopefully that's not too ambitious!

Jedi Temple Public Records

Name: Mideo 'Mid' Benara
Species: Iridonian Zabrak
Homeworld: Iridonia
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Rank: Padawan
Master: Airus Vel Aathx
Former master(s):
Apprentice(s):

Jedi Temple Internal Records

_{Short description of the Jedi.}

Mideo is slightly short for her age at 4'10" and pale white all over except for straight ebony black hair complete with Padawan's braid and vibrant orchid purple eyes. She might be mistaken for a doll at first glance if it weren't for the constant sense of hyperactive motion she gives off and her habit of getting covered in scrapes and small bruises. She's actually all wiry muscle gives off a feeling of barely restrained energy and compact power. It's an impression that only gets stronger when anyone figures out how heavy she is for her size thanks to her typically dense Iridonian bone structure. Her face is bare of tattoos, but she usually has a crooked little smirk of excitement on it that widens out into a huge pointy-toothed grin whenever something exciting is happening.

Her uniform is the typical Padawan light brown, but usually covered in dust or dirt and slightly worn and torn. She usually keeps a number of flowers tucked or pinned into her uniform for color or else garlanded around her neck or (to distract from her youthful lack of horns) crowned on her head or woven through her hair. Because of a bad experience with psychometry, she typically wears gloves whenever possible.

_{Simplified report on known Force techniques and estimated levels.}

Basic Training
Telekinesis
Telekinetic Defense
Force Push
Force Speed
Force Jump
Force Sight (Basic)
Force Sense
Mind Trick
Precognition
Tutaminis (Basic)

Basic Talents

Plant Surge - Mid became fascinated with plant life ever since she arrived on H'Ratth, since plants were exceedingly rare on her mostly desert-like home-world of Iridonia. Her instructors slowly discovered that she had a knack for tending to and growing the healing herbs in the Academy Gardens that was more than mundane and that picked plants tended to stay fresher if she was caring for them. Since then her talent has been cultivated to the point where she can sprout seeds in about a minute, catch herself with vines or branches when falling and slightly shift undergrowth to aid her movement or mildly inconvenience someone else's. She has a good grasp on the basics of the limits and eventual upper ceilings of her power and the general concepts behind it.

Psychometry- Mid has a natural talent for psychometry, discovered fairly early on in her days as a Youngling when she started telling 'stories' about some of the objects she picked up that contained small pieces of facts and events she had know way of knowing. Since this was a rare but possibly dangerous gift, her teachers both encouraged and supervised her development of it very closely. Now she can get faint impressions off of some mundane objects or quick flashes of scenes from highly emotionally charged ones. She has no control over which memories she sees but can control when she gets these insights except when touching extremely emotionally charged objects.

_{Simplified report on other known skills and estimated levels, including lightsaber training.}

Basic Training

Survival Skills - Mid specializes in herblore and botany of all kinds, but only has actual survival training and familiarity with jungle biomes like H'Ratth, Desert Biomes, and Arctic Biomes.

Acrobatics - Thanks to constant training and help from The Force Mid is a very skilled acrobat for her age. She sometimes performs acrobatics for fun when she's bored in addition to maneuvering through environments or in fights.

Republic History - Surprisingly has a decent command of the basics of the Republic's history and principles though she'll mostly focus on battles when asked unless her attention is deliberately focused a few times.

Intermediate Talent

Martial Arts - The one thing Mid has the most natural aptitude for and experience with is the martial arts. Even in her early childhood on Iridonia, she'd sparred and play-fought with her siblings for at least a year before the Jedi Order found her. She took to the supplementary training they provided along with lightsaber combat like a natural and mixed lessons from the Order with the rough and harsh memories of her earliest childhood sparring sessions to form a uniquely energetic but painfully efficient combat style. Inexperience in serious combat plus her small size and youth are her main limiting factors.

Lightsaber Training
Shi-Cho: Basic
Ataru: Basic

Other
Increased Pain Tolerance - Because of her Zabrak biology Mid has a naturally high tolerance for pain and can endure through punishment or injuries that would break the resolve of other beings and shrug off non-debilitating injuries relatively easily

Highly Dense Bone Structure - Due to her Zabrak biology, Mid's bones are abnormally dense and durable compared to those of other species. Because of this they rarely break except under great strain and she has extra protection against injuries from blunt trauma and to a more limited degree cutting and piercing trauma as blades are more likely to stop at or glance off her bones. The extra weight and hardness of her extremities also gives her an advantage in unarmed combat as she can both impart more force with each strike and put more strain on herself without breaking bones.

Dual-Heart Circulatory System - Gives Mid greater endurance over extended periods of exertion and allows her to catch her breath quicker.

Excellent Memory -When actually feeling engaged by a subject Mid has demonstrated a gift for rapid memorization and detailed recall. She's normally too unengaged in her tasks to make good use of it but has memorized facts about subjects of interest to her including botany both the technical and philosophical aspects of lightsaber combat and martial arts with unusual ease.

Energy and Stamina- Mid has seemingly endless mental energy and above average physical stamina.

_{Quick report on political influence, associates and rivals.}

Padawan Lo Lya'Tre -is a close childhood friend from early days living and training together at the Jedi Academy on H'Rattha until very recently.

Haiki Benara - In infancy and early childhood she was naturally close to her twin brother. However the two haven't seen each other in over six years, his fate is completely unknown and it is likely she barely remembers him.

Other than that no major bonds or associates, as she is just beginning her life as a Padawan under Jedi Knight Airus Vel Aath.

_{Psychological evaluation of Jedi Order member.}

Report from Jedi Teacher, Arv Typhis

Among this most recent batch initiates, Mideo Benara has given us the most trouble. She is endlessly energetic, constantly thrill-seeking and singularly stubborn. She responds poorly to traditional teaching methods and can rarely sit through a lecture without an outburst. However, positive reinforcement via combat lessons or herb-gathering expeditions have proven especially effective at getting her to study outside this purview. On the rare occasions where she does put in effort, she absorbs information like a sponge. She is prone to recklessness, mischief making and roughhousing but is popular among the other initiates for her adventurous and friendly nature, to our occasional frustration. Nevertheless some good has come of this as she often encourages, protects and supports her fellow initiates and has become particularly skilled at drawing confidence out of her more timid associates.

Overall, she responds best to individualized lessons and teaching her has been both maddening and rewarding.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

Personality

Report from H’Ratth Jedi, Hyrus Thorne:

Mid is a reckless thrill-seeker, always confident in herself and rarely ever stopping to question the situations she throws herself into. While this could be tempered into admirable boldness with the right Master, any teacher of hers needs to keep a tight grip on her for now. She's a highly intelligent girl, but even this is problematic as she loses interest in most subjects quickly once she feels she's grasped the basics. Her endless hyperactivity makes her impossible to teach in a classroom setting and her stubbornness overconfidence means any respect she gives must be painstakingly earned. She's compassionate and kind, but prone to forming strong individual attachments to others.

Most troubling of all is her eagerness for battle. For now there's no sadism or bloodlust in the girl, but her energetic personality and overeagerness are at their worst during sparring and combat training. A skilled and devoted Master could mold her into a powerful fighter some day, but at its worst this could become a pathway to the Dark Side. She has a phobia of deep waters, though this has been lessened somewhat with great effort.

Physical

Mid has difficulties with swimming due to her dense bone structure.

Dual heart circulatory system makes her especially vulnerable to damage to her hearts, as if one becomes injured or sick the other will quickly become dangerously arrhythmic. After extended periods of exertion she also requires much more food than average.

_{Major achievements and failures on record.}

Achievements
Learned Ataru basics.
Learned the basics of using her Psychometry
Learned the basics of her ability Plant Surge
Showed proficiency in basic botany, agriculture and herblore

Passed her Initiate Trial

Became Padawan to Jedi Knight Airus Vel Aath

Failures

During her third healing lesson, Mid accidentally used psychometry on the clothing of a soldier who was badly wounded in battle and required agonizing but life-saving surgery. The effects of the memory were highly traumatic. Not only did it set back Mideo's psychometry training, but her interest in healing never recovered. She barely learned anything beyond the most basic of battlefield first aid and showed no interest in developing her skills at healing with the force from then on.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in Jedi archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Report from Jedi Teacher, Arv Typhis

Because of her youth, I've taken it as my responsibility to sit in on this interview and *clears throat* assist Mideo in relating her life story.

Mideo's father Nexu Benara lived in the wastes outside of Malidris and was a manufacturer of the psychoactive drug known as yarrock-

Initiate Mideo, insistently: He was a shaman! All the best yarrock still gets made by shamans!

Typhis, continuing: -and a self-proclaimed shaman of the old Iridonian traditions, yes. Her mother Romi Vokam was a smuggler and occasional pirate who plied her drugs and her work across the various trade routes that flow within range of the planet and its colonies.

Initiate Mideo, with pride: She was the best!

Typhis: The two were business partners and fell in love over the course of years working together. Mideo and a twin brother Haiki were born in 3652 BBY in a cave-and-tunnel complex outside of Malidris, a noted den of criminals of all stripes. The twins were raised mainly among the criminal element for the first six years of their lives with occasional forays out into the wastes or the city.

Initiate Mideo, wistfully: We were gonna be shaman-pirates! Until...

Typhis: Until a raid on the complex by law enforcement and attached Jedi while their mother was away. Nexu Benara fled into the wastes with Mideo's brother Haiki after a brief skirmish and Romi Vokam was tipped off and remained off-world. Initiate Mideo was found by Jedi Battlemaster Sar Den'ii and her apprentice Airus Vel Aath. Upon her repeated claims to be a *slight pause* 'shaman-pirate queen' with magical powers and a demonstration of repeated telekinesis-

Initiate Mideo, cheerful: I threw rocks at their heads!

Typhis: Quite. The two took her in and brought her to H'ratth for training. It took some time for her to adjust, although her father's force sensitivity and shamanic traditions meant that certain aspects of life in the order were not entirely unusual. Apparently, then-Padawan vel Aath had already taught her how to read and write in Basic by the time they separated as well. The possibility of both of her parents and her brother remaining alive and at large were an obstacle at first, but distractions, a safer life and assurances that if found alive her remaining family would almost certainly be imprisoned eventually allowed her to be free of such attachments-

Initiate Mideo, earnest: -The Jedi are honestly a much better family! Everything's peaceful and lush and green, I get to learn tons of cool new things about fighting and The Force and I don't hafta fight anyone over food or run and hide from the police! Plus, we get to do good for people and fight for justice, which is awesome!

Typhis: -But she was still a constant troublemaker. *Typhis visibly shushes Initiate Mideo and continues* Unable to sit still during class or meditation, asking questions out of turn and back-talking, always dragging her fellow students into pranks, late night raids for extra food, play fights that escalated into mock mass battles-

Initiate Mideo, indignant: That was an accurate historical recreation! I was reinforcing the lesson you just finished teaching in class, obviously! Plus I saw you laugh during that time with Jedi Thorne and the itching sap! Anyway I'm not a totally bad student!

Typhis: Yes, she excelled at practical martial arts and lightsaber combat and by ten years old already leaned toward Ataru for the latter due to her naturally high energy levels and ability to integrate hand to hand combat with low-powered lightsaber techniques. Anything related to plants and botany also sparked an unusually academic strain in her as well. We allowed her to tend the gardens and go out while supervised to gather herbs from the surrounding jungle as exercises in positive reinforcement. Along with occasional supplemental combat training as a reward system, she slowly learned to apply herself to her academics.

Beyond mundane skills she eventually displayed a few unusual talents. Those plants that were under her care tended to grow stronger and faster and stay fresh and potent once picked. She also began telling surprisingly accurate stories related to certain objects she picked up, a teacher's walking cane and the lightsaber of Hyrus Thorne, another Jedi in residence here. She plucked details she had no way of knowing about from thin air.

*Initiate Mideo is shushed again* Psychometry and Plant Surging, two unusual talents in one already unusual girl. We cultivated her gifts as best we could and were sure to partner her with any passing Jedi with further knowledge on the subjects, however briefly. Then of course, there were her Initiate Trials-

*Now initiate Mideo attempts to shush Typhis, fruitlessly*- The Trial of Wisdom, she passed easily. It may have astonished our good Jedi Thorne, but Mideo has always passionately believed in the Jedi code and had a gift for memorization, when she applies herself. As for the others-

*More failed shushing from Initiate Mideo* Her Trial of Skill was highly unusual. She took exceedingly long, almost to the point of failing. Not because of a lack of knowledge or ability towards lightsaber construction or any difficulties in Force attunement, but-

Initiate Mideo, unable to contain herself: I just wanted to make the best possible one ever, okay?!

Typhis: Indeed, she agonized over every single component before selection. Her final trial was to arbitrate a case between two wounded soldiers who had started a brawl. Each said the other made the first strike and they were merely acting in self-defense. The fight escalated as comrades joined in until half of the patients capable of throwing a punch or swinging a cruch were involved. Both men were equally passionate about their innocence. Initiate Mideo drew out the decision for some time. She even tried to use her psychometry on objects the two used as improvised weapons. Eventually she punished both soldiers, but insisted on lighter punishments than were recommended.

Initiate Mideo, frustrated: Even tryna feel their pasts there was no way to tell! Anyway, if they wanted to settle something with fists it woulda been one thing. But dragging their friends in and then lying about it meant they were both kinda guilty anyways.

Typhis, amused: We agreed, for slightly different reasons. After that, we contacted Airus Vel Aath to be her Master, in hopes that her psychometry might be of use to him in the field and that his erm, more academic nature would encourage her to be more patient and studious while his abilities in battle would strike the correct balance to encourage her as we have.

He's away on assignment currently, but we've made arrangements.

Padawan Mideo: Yeah! Watch out everyone! I'm gonna be the best, most noble Jedi ever and pretty soon it'll be me in the legends and battle histories!

Typhis, frustrated: Whoever receives this recording, please note for Airus that he had best start by teaching her greater humility. The Maker knows I've tried.

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I mean, personally I thought the age limit was just for the kids and not for the protectors...

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So, we don't need a 'skills' or 'equipment' section for our protector, right? I'm currently juggling two different ideas.

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Oh, you've got the son [Reserved], but not their protector on the list. I'll go for the Sidney protection detail then

@Athol

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@Metronome I'll take it, thanks!