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Armideea Vyalzokov
Background
Life was not always fair, sometimes you're going to have something that someone else wants, and they are going to take it. Sometimes, you know something that someone else needs to know, and they are going to make you tell them, one way or another. Then there are those who just plain like hurting people, no matter the reasoning or thought behind it. Armideea grew up in the lower levels of Coruscant and she experienced plenty of everything during her childhood. From having things taken from her to getting beaten for not telling someone where someone was hiding.
The beatings started at a young age, at first it had been her father then her supposed friends, until one day, she figured out that she could get others to hurt those she wanted hurt. In the middle of the night she sneaked out of her home and stole a package from a man that was known to be violent, and planted it in her father's jacket. Then the following day, when she oh so obediently followed him to pick up some food, they were stopped by the violent man.
Armideea could see the rage pulsing in his eyes and as he and his goons blocked the way, telling them that they had to be searched before getting let past, as someone, had stolen something very valuable from him, she knew that she was going to achieve what she wanted. Her father however asked what had been stolen, the man replied with that a picture, hidden away in a small package, had been stolen. Her father, being the 'reasonable' man he was, allowed the goons to pat him down and then her before they were sent on their way.
Stopping between the group Armideea looked up at the man and asked him to describe it, just so that she could keep an eye out, of course. Furrowing her brow at the description she said, "That looks like something father showed this morning." That was one of the last things she said to her father as he was yanked back, had his jacket pulled off of him and once more he was patted down. She pulled the small package out from the hidden pocket she had placed it in and as she held it up, the angry man shot her father point blank.
Biting back a cry she hurried away from the men as they went through her father's pockets, taking whatever valuables they might find.
From there she made her way up to the surface of Coruscant, sneaking around the streets until she could find a way off the world, she wasn't sure what was going to happen to her mother or sisters, but she ran and ran until she managed to get aboard a ship heading off-world.
She ended up spending most of her life on the streets of worlds like Nar Shaddaa, living meal-to-meal as she didn't have any money and couldn't exactly get back to Coruscant. But at the age of twenty, she ran into the Black Sun and managed to get herself into the Syndicate.
Once off the streets she started doing jobs that allowed her to be useful without directly harming another person, as despite all the beatings she had received when she was a young girl, she didn't want to do that to others. However, setting others up so that they got beat, was okay in her book. Her unwillingness to directly hurt someone meant that she found herself working more and more with officials and others who could benefit Black Sun, whether it was to talk the target into letting Black Sun do what they want, through various means, or extorting them to get what the Syndicate leaders wanted, she was getting better and better at it.
Now, at the age of twenty six, she has returned to Coruscant, though this time she doesn't belong to the lower echelons that her family did, no, this time, she has gotten herself an apartment that her Father could only dream of. Though it was far from the fanciest or most expensive one, it was still more than she could ever have believed she'd live in when she planted the stolen package in her father's jacket.
Rundown
Name — Armideea Vyalzokov ●
Age — 26 ●
Height — 5'6 ●
Weight — 156.2lbs ●
Faction — The Five Syndicates - Black Sun ●
Rank — Scoundrel ●
Force Sensitivity — Negative ●
Biography
Looking at herself in the mirror, Armideea wouldn't' consider herself neither tall nor short, somewhere in between, hoping that she might randomly out of the blue gain an inch or two to her height. Thanks to a very starved childhood she's been almost malnourished most of her life and has only in the past few years gained enough weight to not be considered very underweight and is now seemingly growing into her own body properly now.
Despite her mentality that she has that she does not harm anyone physically, she's still got a growing weight on her conscience. Every time someone gets beaten up or disappears because of her, she can feel an invisible weight growing on her shoulders, but she also knows that if she doesn't do her job well enough, she might be one of them who disappear.
But knowing that in her business, outward attitude is everything, she has taught herself to hide away the weight wherever she might be seen by others and only relaxes properly once she is alone, this has led to many sleepless nights and haunting nightmares as the voices and faces of those who she hurt, indirectly or directly, come back to haunt her.
Waking up in the middle of the night from nightmares aren't an uncommon occurrence for Armideea, but there are also nights where they don't show up. However, when they do, she tends to hit the liquor to help herself pass out, because she has realized that if you black out from drinking too much, you don't have to deal with whatever horrors your mind can conjure up.
As such, she might have a slight issue when it comes to drinking or consuming certain drugs that help her fall asleep or forget.
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