The Savant

Ouran Host Club| Next Generation

Akira Kitamura

Akira Kitamura

Host Type:
Mysterious Cool – yet polite type
Personality:
On the surface Akira appears to be a top student in all credited classes in Ouran High School. Ambitiously achieving every challenge that is thrown at him as a scholar. He is always trying to impress yet never gloating about his achievements. On a basic setting he is polite to his teachers, fellow students, his family’s business (could be) partners, and the host club (to an extend).
Charming and the perfect gentleman in most eyes. Akira was practically born with natural manipulation when it comes to people. This causes him to get what he wants when he wants it and to have a very charming effect on people. He uses this to keep himself afloat and stable in the higher ranking of society that he was born in.
Akira is not considered a liar though he keeps many things to himself. If you can see past his act, you will be able to find something…somebody craving for affection and closeness. Though, many just see the light side of Akira. He doesn’t care to preach his life story and seems to be extremely quiet when it comes to home life. Avoiding the conversations as if the black plague has arisen from the mid-fourteenth century. The only time you will hear him speak of home life if it’s very un-detailed and not much information follows it.

He tends to be the one holding the door open for others, giving you his coat (maybe not in a charming way but a caring one), and he is the one to tend to your needs as well as his. This causes him to only do things that benefit him. In some way or another if there are no benefits from it what’s the point to do it? To him life is a card game that you must play. If you don’t play your cards right, you lose and if you lose…you lose everything you worked so hard to get. Akira always keeps his pieces in place and is always the one having a strategy for everything he does. It’s just his nature he can’t help himself when it comes to benefiting him and making sure everything works out.

When Akira cares for you, he cares…a lot. He can over think, and he tries his hardest to stay cool-headed. That doesn’t work out every time. Especially when the one’s he cares about are being stupid (in his eyes) or just plain a-holes he will lose himself to his emotions. This might be since he has a younger sister and plays the older brother part. He has a natural protective view, and this lands typically on women in general, friends and family.
Characteristics

• Age:
Eighteen years old
• Birthday:
January Twenty-first
• Star Sign:
Aquarius
• Gender:
Male
• Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
• Height:
6’4”
• Blood Type:
O negative - personality traits: confident, self-determined, strong-willed and intuitive; unfortunately, very self-centered, cold, unpredictable and potentially a workaholic.
• Ethnicity:
Father’s side – 15% Scandinavian, 30% French, and 5% Scottish
Mother’s side – 50% Japanese
• Nationality:
Japanese
• Relatives:
Mr. Kitamura Father
Mrs. Kitamura Mother
Emiri Kitamura Little Sister

Personal Status

• Favorite Subjects:
French
Physics
Mathematics calculus
Art
• Favorite Foods:
All kinds of fruits
Oreos
• Occupation:
Student Ouran doesn’t allow its students to have jobs
• Club(s):
Host club Vise President
Student Government Treasurer
Community Service at the local homeless shelter most don’t know this unless they see him there on weekends
• Likes:
Spending time with his little sister.
Organizing everything he can.
Traveling around the world.
Playing the GuQin,the Harp, or bamboo flute.
Tutoring individuals who need help.
Volunteering at the local homeless shelter
• Dislikes:
People talking/asking about his personal/home life
Having personal threats put on himself, his family or his friends.
People touching his sister and even sometimes interacting with her.
His grandfather on his mother’s side.
His cousins on his father’s side when they come into town
People asking to come over to his house most don’t know this till they ask, or they are around when somebody is asking.

Background:
Birth – Eleven years old :
Akira was born as the first and only child to the Kitamura family. The only hierarchy to his parent’s every and last wishes. Once he became of age the estate and company would be put to him only if he deserved it (his father said). Raised to be a gentleman from a young age Akira was quite the young man.
Though, in his eleventh year of life a baby sister came into the world. Everything seemed to change in his life. A new member of the family caused Akira to emotionally and mentally flip to a new side of life. He didn’t remember asking for a sibling he didn’t want one. This newcomer was taking all the attention the little bit of attention he would get from his hardworking parents.
After this Akira’s world was corrupted and it drove him into a dark corner. This was the first time Akira’s other side was brought up. He felt the loneliest he ever felt as if no one needed him. He understood the busyness of his parents to a point but still it brought a young child’s heart to see them go right to a child they barely knew.
When Akira was about seven years old his parents hired a nanny and her name was Miss Maori Amari. This was the only person now giving their full attention to Akira and he didn’t want it.
Twelve years old – Freshman in High school:
Akira found Miss Amari annoying in his later years of middle school. She was overly excited he got into Ouran High school. Even though in his mid-year of middle school he was already told he had over a ninety-five percent chance of being accepted into Ouran High school. He didn’t want her to be the one noticing he wanted his parents. Which ended up not happening.
In Akira’s freshman year of Ouran High school. He ended up getting close to his mother again. Learning to love his younger sister and protect her. This caused him to want to spend time and play with her.
High school (recent):
With his study, the club and wanting alone time. Akira didn’t have much time for his younger sister anymore. Usually at home she will follow him around and watch him silently write his papers, organize for the host club or government body, figuring out upcoming events for the club and even talking to him when he tries to have alone time.
Just to spend more time with Emiri, Akira has even brought her to the local homeless shelter to teach her how fulfilling it is to actually help another soul.
Akira seems to only be close to his little sister.
Emiri has found her way to Ouran plenty of times to find Akira and tell him something about her day. She is only six, but Miss Amari allows Emiri to do most things. This has caused many instances of Emiri wandering into middle of lectures and Akira having to leave class for five or ten minutes.

Ouran Host Club| Next Generation

Akira Kitamura

Akira Kitamura

Age/Birthday:
Aquarius; January 21, 18
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
Gender (preferred pronouns):
Male/him/his/etc...
Character Type:
The mysterious cool yet polite type
Personality:
On the surface Akira appears to be a top student in all credited classes in the high school. Ambitiously achieving every challenge that is thrown at him to be a scholar. Always trying to impress yet not gloat about any of his achievements. On a basic day he is polite to his teachers, fellow students, families business partners (or could be business partners), and the Host club members. Charming to a point he tries to manipulate people to his will. So, he is able to get what he wants when he wants it. He doesn't abuse this power and he doesn't over use it. But, he keeps himself afloat and stable in the higher rankings of society.
Akira would not be considered a liar but somebody with secrets. He just doesn't preach his life story and seems to be quiet about home life and avoids most topics of it. Unless it's simple and UN-detailed not giving much information about his life outside of school.
He is the man though to stand there and hold the door open for you, to give you his coat if you are cold (maybe not in a charming way but a caring one), and he is the one to tend to your needs as well as his. He benefits from everything he does in some way or another or what is the point to do it? To him life is a card game you have to play them right or go all in and lose everything you have. He always plays his pieces and figures his strategy before he does anything to over the top in his nature.
When he actually cares for you he cares...he over thinks and tries his hardest to stay cool-headed. But, if the one's he cares about are being stupid or just plain a-holes he will loose himself in his emotions. This might be since he has a younger sister and grew to having protective views especially about women in general.

Background:
Akira was born as the first and only child to the Kitamura family. The only hierarchy to his parents wishes, estate and company when he became of age. He was raised to be a gentleman and a young business man. Though, in the eleventh year of his life a baby sister came into this world. Everything seemed to flip to him when this new member of the family came home. Emotionally and mentally the world flipped upside down to him. All his parents attention went to this baby that he didn't even want to know. He didn't want a sibling especially one taking all the attention the little bit of attention he got from his parents. This corrupted Akira and drove him right into a corner.
This caused him to feel the loneliest he ever felt and he has felt pretty lonely in the past. Barely having his parents attention since they were such hard workers and had to deal with business. He understood to a point but the main person he grew up with was Miss Amari a younger maid and nanny his parent's hired to keep Akira company.
He started to find her annoying especially when he got into high school. Miss Amari was overly excited he got into Ouran high school even though in his mid to late middle school years he was accepted.
After starting Ouran Akira got somewhat close to his mother again. He also learned to love his younger sister and now he enjoys the play times they have together. Though, with his study, the club and wanting some alone time. Akira doesn't have much time for her. Usually at home she will follow him around and sit there silently watching him write papers, organize, figure things out for the club and even talk to him when he tries to have alone time.
Akira is only closest to his little sister Emiri. Emiri has even found her way to the school multiple times to find her older brother and tell him something about her day. She is only six but Miss Amari has to listen to almost everything Emiri wants. This has caused many instances of Emiri wandering into middle of lectures and Akira getting a different aura.
Likes:
Spending time with his little sister
Organization
The french language
Traveling
Tutoring individuals
Helping out at the local homeless shelter (unknown to most)
Dislikes:
People talking/asking about his personal-home life
Personal threats
People touching his sister
His grandfather
His cousins (when they come into town)
People asking to come over to his house (most don't know this till they ask)

[Abandoned] Astra Mink - Runaway

Smuggler

OoC

As a player, what is your preferred writing level?
One paragraph or less
One to two paragraphs
Several paragraphs
Long stories with heavy collaboration
Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
To a point.
Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
Any really. Always up for a new adventure.
Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
The actual plague...
Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Not really. Maybe death but that's apart of life.
Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
Short - Learning how to used ranged weapons (Firearms, etc)
Long - Becoming apart of the rebellion.

Couriers Holonet Ad

Name:
Astra Mink
Species:
Human
Age:
Mid to late twenty's
Gender:
Female
Specialization:
Communication and helping to persuade buy's in conformation for her husband.
Current area of operation:
Outer rim, Arkanis sector, Tatoo system, R-16, 43,000 light years from the core.

Known Skills:
Astra is not known for much except for being lady Mink the love by Merit Mink's side.
Trained Techniques:
Edged weapons defense, gun disarming, and weapons disarming.
Known associates:
Merit Mink: Husband and boss. A weapons dealer/seller and gangster.
Merit Mink's associates and buyers.
Favored Equipment and clothes:
A red gem necklace given to her by her husband, a dirty unreadable coin from her childhood and a utility belt (which mainly has empty pockets).
Personality type:
Astra is kind, very sheltered from most of the universe, rebellious and adventurous.
Known flaws:
Naive, distracted a bit easily, and innocent towards a lot of situations.

Couriers Holonet Metadata Summary

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

Astra stands about five foot six inches in height and weights around one-hundred and forty pounds. Having a gentle face with a heart shaped jawline with accompanying ocean blue doe eyes. Her blue ocean eyes usually popping under her dark long eye lashes and natural darker eye brows. Astra has uncommonly long rusty red hair that flows soothingly down past her hips. Appearing wavy and somewhat curling to her features her hair is fined but she has a lot. She appears to have a somewhat similar appearance to a porcelain doll with a round tipped yet small nose that fits her face quite well and medium full lips that stand out against her soft pale complexion. Her whole image is slightly stained with natural freckles that slightly dot along the left side to the right side of her cheeks.

_{Report on skills and talents, including level of skill.}

Astra only knows intermediate levels of disarming weapons and firearms from people. Never actually having to use it except for the time she was escaping her jail. She has been trained to an expert level of defending herself with edged weapons. She also knows to an intermediate level of self defense.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.}

Merit Mink started having Astra trained a couple years after purchasing her from a human trafficking ship. He only was allowing her to learn self defense with and without edged weapons since he trusted she wouldn't use it against him. This let her have the years from late teens to early to mid twenty's of being trained in defense. She has only been trained and has not really used any of this out in an actual field of combat. The only combat she has been placed in was training combat brought up by Merit Mink.

_{Does the Courier have, or have they ever had, a bounty on them? Are they wanted?}

A few years ago Astra had a bounty on her since her husband a gangster/arms dealer is in the line of work. That causes her life to be threatened somewhat more commonly then an average wife. Though, they tend to disappear.
In recent time's Astra has the bounty over her head to bring her back to Mink, alive and unharmed. Since he found out she ran away he has had people searching for her.

_{Detailed notes on common/favored employers and any noteworthy contacts.}

None except Merit Mink.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies.}

All of Merit Mink's rival

_{List and description of other known associates.}

_{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}

A common rusted blaster she found in her escape. Barely works most of the time unless you hit against something. It's an unknown model to her.

_{Psychological evaluation of Courier.}

Not having knowledge of much of the outside world from a human trafficking ship and a gangsters guidelines for marriage. Astra is a medium sensitivity when it comes to common emotions. Though, she is a very sympathetic person especially to one's who have been kind to her or children. Having a heart causes her to care to much and put herself in harms way to help others. She can get overwhelmed easier then the average person of the universe towards conflict and negative situations. Astra is a child-like individual when it comes to a mental state. She is innocent compared to most her age.

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

Innocence is one of Astra's greatest flaws to herself. For the universe is corrupted in so many ways and she is naive to most of those ways. She is only aware of the ways of the professionalized system of the gangster/arm dealings. Other then that her view on the world is new and blinded by her life as a sheltered wife to Merit Mink.
Astra might lean to a more negative maybe even boarder line to depressive state when it comes to her way of thinking of her life. Feeling as her life is unfulfilling and always second guessing herself. She lacks a bit of confidence which could be a down fall in her case.

_{All known interests of the Courier.}

Star gazing is one of her favorite things to do. She loves the universe and its beauty.
Astra also enjoys swimming even though she barely ever does it. She tends to get erratic and hyper when she is by water.

_{Major achievements on record.}

Escaping from her husbands reach. Now out in the unknown world trying to stay as far away from him as she can.

Interview

<sub>No one really could say where the girl came from or when she was born. Found with no parents and no life behind her. The human traffickers that raided the planet scooped up Astra along with other orphaned children and runaways.

These were very fragile memories that didn’t occur much anymore. Remembering the planet is only something of a dream before she started living on the metal body, she now calls a home. This ship was a bigger size and carried many people throughout the universe. Most every stop new creature, humanoids, and more were being boarded while one’s that use to call this place a hell hole, home or other disappeared. Not many seemed to question why people disappeared from this ship or had to start living here they all just seemed content with it.

Astra didn’t know any different from the other’s her age. Being the innocent child, she was content with the meals she was given, the toys, the education. Along side other’s she was taught to read and write because they could be sold for more that way.
Other then that they didn’t have much education brought up to them. Only reading and writing the common linguistics of the universe.
Being raised in a metal ship meant a different lifestyle from the outside of the walls. Her and other children were grouped in quantities of ten or more to a room about eight by five feet. These rooms usually have rigged bunkbeds that went up to the ceiling. Usually about six or seven were stacked and secured to each other.
The living corridor was not much of a sight to see either. On the different levels and sections of the living area. There was a bathroom to every single hall. Meaning about forty people were sharing a single bathroom.

This was Astra’s life and she was perfectly fine with it. It all changed around the age of thirteen. When an older man named Merit Mink came on board of the human trafficking ship. He was looking for servants, guards, anything he could buy for cheap.
The human traffickers made all the categorized individuals that fit the bill to get clean and dressed up. Most who were younger and grew up on the ship were used to being cleaned and dressed in nicer clothes from what they were use too. Then being put on display and rated to what was wanted.
Merit seen Astra and instantly wanted her for her beautiful long locks of red burnt hair and big ocean blue doe eyes. She had the perfect appearance of a porcelain doll. To Merit it was the perfect appearance of what he wanted by his side for a servant or more.

Astra was sold to Merit Mink for not a cheaper price since she was something he wanted. The human traffickers blinded him out of deals till he accepted, and they were happy with the profits. After being sold to Merit she didn’t fully understand why she had to leave her home.
This confusion brought up the rebellious side of the little girl and she threw a quiet tantrum for weeks. Not talking to Merit or anyone of his servants. She chooses not to eat or drink. She was trying to ignore that she was sold away from and forced to live with somebody else.
This went on for a few months off and on with not eating or drinking, trying to not talk to Merit at all, ignoring the servants and trying to escape the Mink household.
Merit Mink finally exploded to this and yelled at Astra. Astra wasn’t used to this type of reaction a reaction of anger caused her to know fear. His yelling and words scared her, and she started to listen. After listening everything seemed to calm down, she wouldn’t get yelled at, she started making friends with the other servants, and she had to talk to Mr. Mink.

A few years after being a servant in the household of the Mink. Astra was taught self defense and defense with edged weapons. She also was taught how to disarm weapons from opponents. Naturally being gifted with hand eye coordination and balance made learning these styles of combat easy for Astra. She enjoyed being able to let out her anger in these dueling’s.

In the unknowing of Astra’s age, a birth certificate was forged stating she was nineteen. More or less: she was around that age it just wasn’t exact. No one knew the real age of the young woman, so it was guessed, and her birthday was darted to a specific date.
Months after this forgery she was forcefully married to Merit Mink. It was not of her choosing and she did not agree to it at all. Astra threw hissy fits about it and the female servants all tried to talk her down from her outbursts. They stated she was lucky marrying into money, Merit Mink was a decent held man, he wasn’t unattractive looking to them, and if Astra sat pretty, she was able to do what she wanted. Disagreeing with everything she was told she tried running away again. She got about a day walk away from Merit Mink. Though, she was caught quickly and brought right back.
Merit Mink ended up locking Astra in her room till the day of their marriage. She ended up calming down in the weeks in her room. Not being able to leave caused her to feel secluded and she would usually stay on her bed unless needed to be off. She also wouldn’t talk to Merit most of the time when he tried communicating. She usually would end up yelling at him and accusing him of keeping her prisoner. After awhile of screaming now nothings she accepted her fate in marrying the brute of a man, Merit Mink.

A week before and after the wedding day Astra said nothing to anybody except when she said ‘I do’ to Merit Mink. This was a structured fate now that she would spend the rest of her life with a man she did not want to love.
After years of marriage she ended up escaping and being able to stay away. Which is what she is doing now running away.</sub>

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Nodding to his words she was slightly less embarrassed on the fact she didn't know how to shoot. Though she felt bad for Jacen since he was stuck with her for now. Till he could get away from her that is. Smiling to how he wanted to help she was pleased. "Thank you. You have helped a lot. I do appreciate it." Her voice having gratitude for Jacen.

Noticing his pain which was mostly caused from the fall he took. She wanted to help but knowing it was probably something he had to sleep off. Still she wanted to ask if he was okay but she didn't. "You would have made if off. Don't flatter me." Astra stated as she looked at him. "Conpared to you I am something that is just pulling you back. You could've easily got off that ship with or without me." She did feel that was the truth though. He was just being kind and trying to be nice.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

A Mandalorian bounty hunter was after them was not an appealing topic. Hating the fact that they both had some kind of bounty on their heads. "He's not going to stop till I am back where I started." Astra replied knowing this was most likely the truth. From experience she knew Mandalorian's don't stop for anything till they get their pay. Looking towards the man she had a slight frown on her lips. "and he's not going to stop till you are in his hands..."

Closing her eyes when he commented about being the one shooting. Astra really didn't know if that was in her nature. Even knowing that person could be a killer she didn't know if she would pull a trigger. Shaking her head to his question. She felt a little embarrassed. Somebody on the run didn't know how to use a gun at all really. "No, I have no training." She shrugged her shoulders. "The only training I have or would consider training..." Astra thought for a moment before she finished. "...the only training I would consider is from the point I escaped to this time now." Feeling a heat go over her cheeks. Embarrassed that she barely knew how to use a blaster when it came to running away.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Astra smiled to the compliment "Thank you." softly she commented back. Hanging onto the shoulders of his chair she watched as he controlled the ship. Really not knowing how to control one herself to well.

Hearing the plan she nodded and somewhat had a suspenseful feeling on the fact of having to go four hours till they were on the planet. Then Jaren explained he was going to turn off some of the power for that time. Which means it was most likely going to take over four hours till landing on the planet. "Well, we don't want to get caught now." Stating as she turned to look at the confined space. The only window was where the controller of the ship was. Looking back out it she admired space and how a planet looked from afar.

Watching the power go out around them. It caused the planet in front of them to burst in color and she smiled to this. It was even more beautiful now. Astra then realized Jaren was talking and started to put her focus on him. "Yes, this is going to cause the sand on the planet to splash up. That will be noticed and we will have to move somewhere out of the sun and the radar of those pirates." Looking back again she couldn't actually see them but she knew the ship was behind them.

Astra noticed she started to float since she wasn't strapped down and she tried gripping the chair arms. Failing at keeping her grip she was floating. Giggling a little as this was a weird feeling to her. "This is weird..." She commented as she tried moving a little and ended up flipping around and positioning herself. Hand on the ceiling so she seemed to be standing but her feet didn't touch the ground.

Seeing the dark hued blaster she titled her head. Knowing the blaster she had barely worked most of the time. She got lucky when she had to shoot the control box on the ship. Taking it by the grip she looked it over and nodded her head. "Hopefully, I won't need it." Astra kept her eyes on it as she was keeping herself positioned in the air. Placing it in a hoop on her pants. Astra then pushed herself towards the seat by Jacen and strapped herself in. Sighing as she heard the word Mandalorian. Closing her eyes as she kept her fingers feeling the gun. "Is that who the..." She paused trying to remember the name. "Ordo was?" Astra questioned as she looked up to Jacen. She did not like the feeling that a professional bounty hunter is on their tail.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Astra flinched a little to the loud bang of the man's fist against the top of the pod. Funny thing it actually worked and the pod stayed opened. Grabbing onto the man's hand as he offered it. Smiling with appreciation. "Thank you." Entering the pod Astra glanced around the cramped yet comfortable pod. At least there was only the two of them or it would not be as comfortable.

Sitting down on one of the sets she tried to get comfortable. Then she heard a voice and looked up to the entrance of the pod with a confused appearance on her face. Her brows were furrowed a little as she slowly got up. Just being able to see the guy she was trying to escape with disappear out of the pod. That caused the anxiety that has been lingering in her to spike up again. Being able to hear her heart beat in her ears again she took a deep breath in and tried to stay calm. Keeping to be silent she tried listening on the conversation. Twisting and turning started to appear in her stomach again.
Hearing something about Commander Jast, the Empire and another name Ordu or something along the lines. A blaster went off and it struck some type of metal. Covering her ears in a split second as she closed her eyes. Really hoping it wasn't the guy that was trying to escape with her. She was not in a position to shoot anybody especially somebody that knew how to handle a gun better then she did.

Hearing a crash in the pod she opened her eyes and turned seeing the man pretty safe from harm. Watching him instantly slam onto the launch button seemed as if everything went into slow motion for her. She instantly fell to the floor as the pod launched and she let out a noise of discomfort. Sliding towards the way they were not going she opened her eyes again. Seeing the man in front of her. Watching him take his seat her eyes seemed a little sharp. Astra was questioning who this man was now.

Standing up she kept her eyes on him. He came off very nonchalantly as if nothing just happened. Her brow stayed a little furrowed as her blue eyes pierced under her eye brows. "Astra Mink." She introduced herself with a shook voice. Taking his hand and shaking it with a decent grip. "It's nice to meet you too." Astra smiled as she let her hand fall back to her side. "So...Tatooine." Astra looked out of the escape pod window to the planet. "What's the plan when we get there?" Asking as she did not know what to do once they landed.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Astra kept close to the guy since she really just wanted to get off this ship. As he tried to reassure her she just nodded and closed her eyes as the tears went away. "I know. We are almost out." She more spoke to herself to try and calm herself down. Everything was extremely overwhelming to her. Especially since she grew up in a captive state from birth till now. She never really experienced anything quite like this. It was blood rushing and exciting though it was also terrifying and very new.

She started following him down the stairwell. The man in front of her stopped abruptly and she instantly felt as something bad was going to happen. That feeling in her gut started twisting and turning and her stomach didn't feel settled at all. She went in front of him and scaled down the stairs as she kept trying to keep a decent pace going forward. Astra was just going to listen to the man and hopefully that kept her safe and off the target point.

Astra nodded "Why wouldn't they have operational escape pods?" She questioned as she was trying to think positively. Running over to one of the pods panels she touched the screen as it shocked her. "Ow!" Violently she shook her hand as she looked at her fingers. They were already starting to redden. "Stupid thing." She hissed out and put the tip of her finger into her mouth. Trying to make it feel better. She went over to another one and looked down at it. This one's panel was lit up a little and it had a green circle lit up by the name of the pod. Astra took her finger out of her mouth and wiped it onto her pants as she then pressed this one. The door opened and the pod started to run its engine. She got excited and then the door shut but the pod still kept up. "This one seems to work but the door is a hit or miss. Mr..." Astra then realized she didn't know the guy's name. Peering over her shoulder she just stared at the guy. Trying to figure out a bunch of different reasons why the pod could be malfunctioning. "I hate this ship..." Muttering as she had a disappointing look going over her face.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Astra could feel her heart racing and her breathing getting a little to heavy. Anxiety was going through her whole body. A blaster pointed square at her and she didn't want to try and be the hero. She knew if she tried she was going to get shot. Maybe not a dead shot but it still was going to hurt.
Hearing the muffled noises of the commlink going off. She jumped a little and the crew deck member took a few steps closer. "Put your gun down." He demanded one more time. As she backed up she smiled nervously. "I can't do that." She replied as she was trying to get behind one of the metal tanks. Most likely filled with oil or fuel of some kind.

Hearing a blaster go off. Astra jumped with a squeak out of her lips as he eyes shut closed. Dropping her blaster it echoed on the ground a few times. She felt around her body quickly to see if she was shot. She didn't feel anything but she still was a little freaked out. Opening her eyes she seen the man in front of her the one she made a deal with. She was instantly relieved when she noticed she wasn't shot and the fallen stunned crew member on the ground. "Thank the lords..." Astra whispered with a little bit of tears in her eyes. This all was a little overwhelming. Picking up her gun again she was still breathing heavily. "I hate this universe..." She stated as he motioned for her to follow. Astra stepped over the stunned body and started following the one she could trust for now.

Star Wars: Arkanis Sailer

Astra had confidence till he didn't even know what it appeared to be. A boxish thing or blast something. She knew enough to what a control panel should look like. So that was her goal to find a main control panels in the engineering room. Hopefully those would lead her. "I'll do so!" She smiled with doubt. Watching as the man ran off she ran off too.

In her head she kept repeating fourth level engineering room. As she kept going down the stairs. Getting lower and lower she found herself on the fourth level. Looking around she was looking for any wording to point her in the direction of the engineering room.
Nicely there was signs stating which way was which. She ran down the corridor she needed to go down. On her way passing a lower crew member her gave her a suspicious look. She just smiled sweetly at him before running again once past him.

Before turning a corner she glanced back noticing the crew member stood in his spot watching her. Quickly wrapping herself around the corner out of sight. Hearing the commlink she put into her belt go off. Covering the speaker so it wasn't loud. Putting it up to her mouth she spoke quietly. "Almost to the engine room. But.." She paused and looked behind her to see if the guy was following. He wasn't yet. "A lower deck crew member seems suspicious." She stated as she opened the door to the engineering room. Putting the commlink back into her belt as she closed the door quietly. Hoping the crew member wouldn't notice which room she went into.

"This place is disgusting..." The words just popped out of her mouth as she flicked on the lights. Wires, gunk and random scrap metal all over the floor. Most metal in the room was rusty and dented. She felt her cheeks tighten as she made a weird face. Astra was use to high class living and travelling since she was about thirteen. Trying not to make noise she carefully stepped over the rubbish on the floor.
Trying to find the control box that woukd turn off the life support systems. She heard a ting of metal hit against the same material. Lashing around with a step back she watched a black rat run across the garbage. It stopped and looked at her before picking up something in the muddy textured gunk and running away. Sighing in relief that it wasn't any of the lower crew deck members. Astra walked around the room reading and observing all the different controls. She didn't want to shoot something and have an explosion happen. So she was taking caution.

Finding one she looked at it for a moment. Reading the numbers and the lettering she could understand since it was worn or half gone. Running her fingers across the half written words she decided this is probably the best bet. It seems she came across the main panel which she felt the airlocks would be on.

Astea didn't pick her commlink up to warn the man. She flicked a few switches an nothing happened. Tilting her head she switched them back. Repeating this with a few other switches. Nothing happened. Finally she picked up her old blaster and took a few steps back. Breathing in deeply as she shot the control panel. Sparks flew and the lights went dark for a moment. Red lights came on an a siren sounding noise warned everyone.

The engine room door swung opened and she seen the crew member who gave her a suspicious look. She smiled at him as he demanded she dropped the gun as he raised his. "Dont shoot!" She called out putting her hands up. But keeping the gun in her dominant hand.