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| BASIC INFORMATION |
[FULL NAME] ALYSE JA'HAL[ALIAS] JADE LERSON[DATE OF BIRTH] UNKNOWN[SPECIES] HUMAN[FACTION] INDEPENDENT[RANK] N/A |
______[GENDER] | ______[HEIGHT] | ______[WEIGHT] | ______[HAIR COLOR] | ______[EYE COLOR] |
___[CURRENT LOCATION] | ___[STATUS] | ___[FORCE SENSITIVITY] | ___[THREAT ASSESSMENT] |
APPEARANCE:
While most always appearing as a young, mid-20's woman, Alyse undergoes extensive appearance changes after every few weeks as a security precaution to the danger she takes on. These changes include her clothing, hair color, and even eye color (with the assistance of colorized contact lenses). In her recent missions, Alyse has been noted to continuously have a light silver/white hair color. Adjustments to her body is not the only changes that she undergoes. Blending into her surroundings is one of the number one goals; Taking on the appearance of foreign travelers, guards, and even diplomats. While attempting to avoid interaction with most local policing forces, Alyse has also taken on the appearance of wanted criminals to gain access into restricted areas.
ATTRIBUTES:
Alyse is a very charismatic individual, usually trying to talk her way through situations. While not totally feeble, she is not very strong. She often tends to travel very light, taking only the necessities. She is often a quick thinker and tries to work herself out of a situation as quietly as possible. While keeping calm under pressure, Alyse does hold back violent tendencies of anger and murderous behavior. This kind of behavior not only satisfies Alyse's thirst for a kill, but fuels it further.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to two farmers, Lehan Ja'hal and Jae Ku'than Ja'hal, Alyse was raised as a hard working child. Often being responsible to clean up around their land and perform the daily tasks to keep their business afloat. She lived a simple childhood, not straying far from her homeland but always desiring to venture the lands far beyond their own. Growing up, rumors were told like campfire stories about the small town they lived near; It's dark past of gambling and an underground gang, The Claw Brotherhood, scooping people up into the night to never be heard from again. These stories would seem grim to most, but towards the end of them, there always seemed to be a hero that would come forth and defeat the "bad men". More often than not, these stories described the hero with a description much like her father. It wasn't until her teenage years that Alyse realized these stories were fabricated to hide the truth about her father's own misdeeds.
Once she became a young adult, Alyse was given the responsibility of venturing into their small town to pick up packages for her father. Sometimes these packages came from nearby homes, sometimes shops, almost always being tightly wrapped as to not reveal their contents. She was never allowed to open them, but her curiosity peaked as to what she was moving back and forth. Whenever asked about them, her father responded that he couldn't be bothered to explain what these parcels were. Soon Alyse would wish that she had never picked up these strange boxes.
One night, a fire began to burn through the house. The smoke blackened with the smell of burnt flesh, screams of pain filling the air around it. Scrambling to escape, Alyse quickly began navigating her home, void of any sense of direction within the darkness. All at once, she was struck over the head with something, causing her to fall into the cloud of ash. When she awoke, she found herself staring at her father in a chair across from her own. Both had been seated in a dimly lit room, hands tied to prevent any "unnecessary altercations" as the voice in the background described it. Before long, Alyse found herself pushed over, plummeting her cheek to the ground. She could still see her father but she also saw a man stepping over her towards him. This man, with a scar under his eye and a twist in his voice quickly began beating her father into a blood pool of questions. "Where is the money old man?" The man's voice questioned with a sharp tone.
Unknowingly, Alyse transported hundreds of packages full with stolen earnings that had been taken right under the noses of the Claw Brotherhood over the years and someone had taken a notice to it, alarming the gang to her fathers actions. Alyse's father denied knowledge of anything, even pleading that he was not the one the "Brotherhood" had been looking for. This sent the man into a rage, he quickly began violently striking Lehan until no more movement could be seen from his chest. The man turned to Alyse, "Well now that that's finished, we can get back to business. Looks like I just got myself a new plaything now didn't I honey?". His face crooked with a corrupt smile, his breath fuming of a foul stench. Alyse spit at the man, causing him to strike her, "You just earned yourself a spot next to your father!". She grinned at him, something had began cultivating inside her. Anger. No, this was more than mere anger. More than pure hatred. This was something she had never experienced. She wanted to kill her captor. She NEEDED to kill him. "Do it. Just kill me already. I bet you don't even have the strength to fight me with my hands free". Realizing she was about to be freed from her restraints, Alyse took a quick glimpse around the room, searching for a weapon of some sort. THERE. A blaster pistol, right in the open, sitting on a table. "You think I can't handle a little farm girl? Let's dance." The man said, cutting her wrist ties. Immediately, Alyse used her feet to sweep at the mans legs, causing him to stumble backwards briefly. Scrambling to his feet, the Brotherhood leader found himself staring down the end of his own blaster. "You won't do it. You don't have the guts." The man muttered before seeing a flash. As the shot rang out, the man looked at his torso. A clean shot through the chest. "You bitc-" being his final mutters as he slid back to the floor.
Alyse had never felt this kind of blood lust. A desire for the hunt. She felt empowered; Stronger than a meek farmers daughter. Something more powerful than man himself. She had taken a life without any remorse. There was never a second thought before she fired, not even to hear a plea. The fear in his eyes, she could sense it. The man never said that he was scared, but she could see his mind weeping in sorrow, begging for a final freedom.
Without a home, Alyse knew that she had to start a fresh beginning. With blaster pistol in hand and the few credits she could find on the man's corpse in pocket, she began venturing to a nearby traders market. While the market was usually booming with local huntsman and farmers, this particular day seemed slower than normal. It seems that recent "unfortunate and tragic" fire had deterred many from traveling to town. She met up with a caravan member, seeking to leave her home world.
Coruscant is where Alyse found herself ready to forge a new path. A little wealthier since her departure, the caravan leader never expected her to put him down in his slumber or to have his body dumped as soon as they landed. Aside from some extra money, Alyse also commandeered the smugglers ship. Dead men don't need to fly anyways, she thought to herself as she ventured the crowded pathways throughout the city. Alyse quickly stumbled upon a creature selling "courier transport", when asked where things were transported, the creature responded with "To a cold ending". She had taken the hint, this wasn't for parcels. She immediately requested to join, taking low paying "transports" at the start. She knew she would need to prove her worth and become efficient at her job. She also know this would satisfy her bloodlust. This was her new beginning.
SKILLS:
Throughout her years as a "courier", Alyse has gained a rather honed marksmanship skillset with her rifle, as well as an assortment of blaster weapons. While not 100% accuracy, she can usually fire quick and efficiently, behaving well under pressure. Another key skill is her ability to talk with charisma and charm to help persuade others to do as she needs. Hand to hand combat is not her strong suit due to her smaller body, however, she has become proficient in throwing knives as a way to slow or disorient a combatant.
GEAR:
Alyse's Standard Loadout:
Ktec 20xx Sniper Rifle
(2x) AS-22 Venom Grenades
Auditory Frequency Modulator
(2x) Electroblades
Thermal Detonator
ROLE-PLAYS:
[Will be listed as character is involved in situations.]
RELATIONSHIPS:
Alyse keeps to herself most of the time, only communicating with others when necessary. Part of this is due to a fear that she may have to kill ones that she becomes close to, another part being that people generally annoy her.
[Will be updated as character interacts with others.]
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