Kitsune
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AGE: 23
SPECIES: Human
FACTION: Imperial Legion
RANK: Private
HEIGHT: 183cm
WEIGHT: 77.5kg
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Blue
FORCE: No
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Born on Raxus to a family with a long history of military involvement either that be as mercenaries, local defense forces or most recently Imperial legionnaires, it was certain that the carrier path Alex would choose would be of the militaristic kind and with the planet being under Imperial occupation and his father serving as a Commander in the Imperial Legion it was fairly certain where exactly he would be enlisted once he was of age.
Of course his father having dreams of becoming a Moff and starting a military dynasty had hit a plateau of skill and talent he could not go over once reaching the position of commander halting his great ambitions. Deciding that if he couldn’t do it then his son would be the one take on the burden of bringing fame and glory to the name Vaell and making sure it would leave its mark on history. Because of this most of Alexander childhood was spent preparing for the harsh life of a soldier and until he was of age to join the military branch of the Empire.
For the most part through the years Alex didn’t take the studies and lessons as seriously as he could have since he wasn’t as interested or invested into building a dynasty or becoming a Moff of all things. But with the birth and subsequent growth of his siblings saw a change to that, as his father seeing his reluctance began slowly to focus on them. Not wanting for them to suffer the same way the then teenager dove in into those studies attempting and succeeding at regaining the total attention of his father and insuring the childhood of his brother and sister.
The moment Alexander reached sixteen he was enlisted and shipped off to the training camps of Ziost in order to become an official member of the Imperial Legion. What he didn’t know at the time was the awful reputation, that of a coward and constantly fleeing from battles, his father had acquired between his comrades and superiors. That quickly changed once he started training and the jeers other trainees sent his way once they learned his family name.
Having no choice Alex girth his teeth and endured it but sadly the force wasn’t done with him and a year into his training he received new that his father had managed to make the family name known through the Empire but not in the way he had dreamt of. History would remember Berrols Vaell as “The Coward” court-martialed and shot after disobeying direct orders from a warlord and abandoning his post, what made it worse that he had tried to go AWOL and leave imperial territory for the Republic.
As a result of that the jeers and insults became even harsher yet Alexander ignored them, like water over the shoulder, for the news had ignited a fire inside of him that had laid dormant inside of him till then. Now instead of just becoming a soldier because he was told to he had an actual reason and goal to strive for. He was going to clear the name Vaell and rise to such prominence that none would ever even think to associate his family name with the word coward.
It wasn’t all bleak and dark in his stay in the camps of Ziost, in fact it was there where he met his closest friend a Chiss named Wlorto'ehuoth'miru or as he supplied for convenience Toehuothm or as he was actually called most of the time, Tom. The budding friendship started out with a rocky start and from a rivalry but soon evolved and became a true one. The reason for it was in no way born out a case of loneliness on both parties or at least Alexander likes to delude himself on that but instead out of convenience and necessity as in both had to look out for each other, one because of his species and the other because of his family sins.
Time flew and another year passed in the blink of an eye. Graduation came and Alex was able to pass and received his standard white storm trooper armour, luckily he was assigned on the same ship and squad as his friend. Excited about the future and the prospect of advancing his goal, fate decided to remind him just how cruel it could be. A few months after graduating and drifting mostly in space looking for pirates Alex’s squad finally got a chance to get their feet wet and experience actual land combat after finding the coordinates of a den of pirates.
It was supposed to be an easy mission, just go in and kill a bunch of disorganized pirates and indeed it was right until one of the last pirates revealed a bomb strapped to his chest. Before he knew what was happening there was an intense detonation and Alexander found himself forcible talked to the ground as an explosion washed off inside the room. After a few moments of whiteness Alex recovered his vision and to his horror he discovered what had pushed him down. Laying on top of him and with a giant metal debris going through was his friend Tom.
The loss of his friend had shaken the young soldier considerably yet it hadn’t broken him and had instead served to harden him, in away at least. Several months had passed since then and Alex found himself patrolling space looking for pirates mostly, with no other assignment despite the mounting offensive against the republic.
Whether it be stigma or just plain bad luck in the five years that followed the fall of the republic saw Alexander continue his floating in space stationed on the cruiser that patrolled Imperial space for pirates and smugglers. Despite the rising rates of such people that claimed to freedom fighter as an excuse for their crimes the young private saw minimal combat with most of it being in space when he was assigned for a short while as a replacement to one of the pilots that had perished while on tour.
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Alexander is average height for his age and species making him not stand out too much out among his peers. Despite having a lean frame he is deceptively more muscular then it looks like as a result from all his training to become a Storm trooper. His skin is slightly pale but it’s been getting darker from all the exposure of the sun he had during his training camp and while he has no large scars upon it a few errant thin scars can be spotted on his body with the one on his chest being most recent and visible.
His mop of brown hair falls just to the tip of his ears, with only a few spiky bangs to hang over his face, often obscuring one of his brown eyes, usually the right one when of course not pushed to the side and obscured by his helmet.
As a proud member of the Imperial Legion Alexander wears the standard white storm trooper amour that’s given to ensigns once they graduated. Due to his greenness his armor is still mostly pristine white with the only oddity being a superficial jagged line on his breastplate, a result of an explosion debris failed attempt of impaling him. As far as cloths and the like Alex wardrobe mainly just consist of his military fatigues, official uniform and only a few articles of civilian clothing.
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Skills:
Marksmanship- while fairly average in most disciplines the one thing that could be said that Alex exceeded in during the training camps on Ziost would be marksmanship. From baster to rifles he hardly missed his targets always hitting with uncanny accuracy but the one thing he shined the most was sharpshooting, give him a high caliber rifle and he would hit the target from the optimal range with almost to zero trouble
Swordsmanship: Alexander possess average if a little below average skill when it comes to handling blades. Besides the mandatory training he went through for using knifes he has no other experience with others bladed weapons
Multilingual- Having always had a passion for languages Vaell enjoys studying and learning new ones whenever he has the time, while not that numerous he currently knows a few of the widest spread ones to a level that ensure he could hold a normal conversation should it require. The most exotic ones he knows currently are Mando'a, Cheunh, though he still has trouble with pronunciation, and some minor knowledge consisting of basic understanding and a few learn sentences on Sith (PS: if it’s a problem knowing that language I can edit it out)
Piloting: Having taken lessons on it Alexander is an average pilot and should the need arise he has no trouble in piloting a starship in case of emergency or need of extra personnel in a space battle, same goes for piloting a shuttle, though he personally prefers if he didn’t have to.
Hacking: Minor skill in slicing that are nowhere as useful or valid in a combat scenario or infiltration one, though if you need someone to hack the personal mail of a bunkmate you don’t like and fill it with spam he is your man.
Gear:
Redoubt-Series Shock Trooper Armor
Standard blaster rifle
Sniper blaster rifle (Rarely,for certain missions and operations)
Combat knife
Thermal detonators x3
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While he puts on a mask of lazy indifference most of the time Alex at his core is nothing like that. He is kind and loyal and has deep love for his friends, family, home planet, because of that there is nothing he won’t do for a friend or comrade in arms from going along with them even when feeling lazy and unenthusiastic to fighting a group of force sensitives alone or following them to hell to drag their stupid ass out. Despite that Alexander can also be quite shrewd when he has to, making him quite capable of reading people and situations in order to manipulate them to his liking to ensure any kind of advantage he can get.
He is particularly observant, taking into consideration even the smallest details of his surroundings in order to better understand and deal with challenges and is not above using cheap tricks or questionable tactics to ensure his friends and squad mates survival. This trait of using questionable methods and underhand tactic became even more pronounced after the loss of his closest friend from the academy on their first and disastrous assignment. Often leading some of his fellow soldiers to the thoughts that he’ll sacrifice them for the sake of the and that they are nothing more than statistics to him or even not follow the order of their commanders should they impede the completions of the mission.
While not all of his collages view him like that and a lot actually do approve of such a mindset Vaell has a few people he could really call friends and not just close associates. Although he did become more ruthless and callous since his loss, it was actually a more focused change directed towards the goal of protecting and keeping alive as many as he can. There is nothing he won’t do in order to protect his friends and comrades in arms even if that means plunging into the depths of the dark side. When dealing with new people or someone that he doesn’t practically like that is from the Imperial Legion he tends to treat them cordially and maybe a little bit reserved but still friendly and cooperative enough.
Things change once someone enters his inner circle of friends, he becomes more open and even visibly more relaxed accompanying that change is the more frequent appearance of his humorous side and of his lazy smirk or grin. Once someone enters Satoshi’s inner circle there is almost nothing that can change that afterwards, meaning that whoever manages that can be certain that they’ll have a friend for life in Alexander. As far as likes and hobbies go, he enjoys spending time reading in his down time, training his marksmanship or just simply relaxing and dislikes being interrupted when doing that. Recently he has also gained a habit of smoking from time to time.
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