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Dedric Ryker
Ossein/Free Trade Guild ♠ Jazaq Neg/Member ♠ Lvl 2 ♠ Outer Space ♠ Non-Force Sensitivity
Morganian (Primarily) ♠ Male ♠ 28 ♠ 1.88 m ♠ 78 kg
Dark Brown ♠ Fair ♠ Azure
Ian Somerhalder ♠ Theme
Personality
"Whatever doesn't kill me better run."
"Whatever doesn't kill me better run."
Never afraid to speak his mind Dedric has learned that if he does not wish to upset others he just does not say anything. To him the truth is important and while it is not always pleasant or welcome that does not mean it is not a fact. Truth is one of his values though he differs from others believing half truths are simply selective emission. Bluffing follows the same lines as he is no stranger to gambling in more than just card games.
Dedric has a tendency to fly fast and live even faster. While he comes off as a rascal he is perfectly aware of his rudeness. Sarcastic, curt and stubborn are all description befitting the morganian's description. The pilot hates wasting time as every moment in life is to be spent on something productive or fullfilling. If something is neither than he sees no point in doing it or will at least voice his displeasure in it.
While he can be a jerk to many he often has respect for those that catch his eye. He does not hate anyone before he gets to know them personally. Enjoying drink and the selective company of others it is no surprise that people will rarely see the gentlemanly side of him. Dedric doesn't allow outright injustice to go unanswered if he can help it. He judges people based on their actions more than what they are and does not expect anything from others that he would not expect of himself.
Biography
"Don't kill your demons. It pays to keep them on a leash."
"Don't kill your demons. It pays to keep them on a leash."
Growing up stayed on the ship doing whatever he could find to occupy his time. His parents put him to work as there was always things to be done. Where as most people could stop in a space port and have their ships stationary for an extended period of time the Ryker family were always on the move. This caused a lot of wear on the machines and in turn required a lot of attention. At an early age Dedric visited enough worlds to fill several life times. However, the family rarely stayed long enough for him to make any connection with the locals.
As a teenager his parents allowed him to start learning to fly the star fighters they had. Seeing this as the first opportunity to really be independent he took to piloting quickly. The thrill of being behind the controls of the ship were the greatest thing he had ever felt and relished every chance to pilot. The subsequent years saw the Ryker family on and off mercenary work. Sometimes it was borderline pirating and a touch of privateering.
In his early twenties Dedric had started working independently from his family. He still relied on other ships to get from system to system but worked with other members of the Ossein fleet. Tragedy is a common occurrence in the galaxy and Dedric is no exception. His parents died in a catastrophic ion storm while he was on a job. There wasn't a great deal to be salvaged from the incident. The following year he busied himself with non stop work to keep his mind off the grief. Whenever he had a moment o calm he was partying heavily, spending any and all coin.
Eventually Dedric got a hold of his life and accepted the reality. Still he was a changed man from who he had been before. Time passed and some would say he changed for the better despite the circumstances that sparked it. Now he has made only a small name for himself among the ossein community as a decent pilot and a better partier. A few collectors may know of him simply because of his recent interest in physical books. Otherwise he has just made the most of what the times have given him.
Skills and Abilities
"I could tell you another joke but I don't feel like talking about you."
Traveling means seeing places not normally visited by more stationary people. There are the lawful core worlds which have their seedy underworlds, there are the lush and wild backwaters, then there are the dangerous outer rim territories that can be riddled with lawless chaos. Dedric has traveled to all of these places and so it was paramount to know how to defend himself. The close quarters of ship life also encouraged learning wrestling and other forms of hand to hand combat usually for non-lethal take downs. Plus when one of your squad got himself into trouble you were expected to be a dutiful wingman and back him up, though it helped if you were able to at least try with words first.
His fists are not the only thing he can fight with. Blaster weapons and other military grade weapons come and go in the corners of the galaxy. It is imperative to know how to not shoot yourself in the foot. While the closed corridors of a ship might make things easier it's better to hit the enemy on the first and only shot than the last of several. On the other hand he respects there is a time to avoid conflict and use words. As well as having mixed with numerous cultures he has become an adept polyglot.
First and foremost though are his skills at piloting. One might not not be able to fly properly if they did not know how to navigate. For so long he has taken in and absorbed all facets of space-faring that it has become subconcious knowledge. What people have to conciously make an effort to calculate or realize comes second nature to him. Gravitational pulls from orbital bodies, approach vectors and spacial awareness are just some of the things that come to him fairly easily. Repetition and no small amount of luck and honed skill have made him into a master of the sky and void.
Possessions
"I do believe in killing the messenger. You know why? Because it sends a message."
Not one to keep a large among of clothes he keeps it rather simple. Most of his outfits are dark in color with a few exceptions. The wardrobe he possess is both functional and still flattering for his physique and purposes. Outside of casual clothes he has a flight suit that has been customized, a set of Buccaneer armor in the rare event he needs to do combat. Sometimes he will go in between and wear his HPK with his personalized design.
In terms of armament he carries a n ankh blaster pistol. When expecting combat he carries at least a Xiuh blaster rifle. Thus far he's only been forced to use it in desperate situations and hopes it to remain that way. A few none-lethal grenades because if he were to use them inside one of his own family's ship it could cause serious damage and result in unwanted colateral damage.
Miscellaneous
"You're not the only one who can silently judge people."
"You're not the only one who can silently judge people."
Character dump thread
Trivia
✯ Nickname is "the Mutt" because his family's background is very diverse. He is part Corellian, Epicanthix, Hapan, Kiffar, Morellian, Morganian, Pyn'gani, Ropagu and more (or so he claims)
✯ As a teen he was notorious for bad puns, poor analogies, and constant eye rolling.
✯ Has nearly two dozen confirmed kills in dog fights, a third of which happened in atmosphere.
✯ Right hand dominant
✯ Knows how to only make two foods, pancakes, and pancakes with syrup.
✯ Favorite alcohol is whiskey.
✯ Allegedly drank a Devaronian under the table.
✯ Relevant Adv tech points earned: freighter, XXX, Smuggling compartment, Chaff launcher,
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