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- Dec 17, 2017
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- Reaction score
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Cipher 5
NAME
►Stefon Grey
AGE
► 28
SPECIES
► Human
HEIGHT
► 6’3
BUILD
► Athletic
EYE COLOR
► Green
HAIR COLOR
► Black
HOMEWORLD
► Coruscant
GENDER
► Male
FACTION
► Empire
RANK
► Agent
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► No
- B I O G R A P H Y
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Born into a family of Imperial officers, their expectations for their son were those of a military officer to continue the lineage. Both of Five's parents groomed him from birth for officer life, eventually sending him to the academy on Raxus to complete the final step. During his time at the academy, he earned exemplary marks and earned the attention of the ISB for his high-scoring aptitudes. Regrettably for his parents, but the opposite for Five, he was recruited by the ISB after his graduation and began his service in Imperial Intelligence.
Five found his niche as an agent, specializing in both espionage and subterfuge. Whenever there was gutterwork that had to be dealt with quietly, he would typically be the first choice, as he offered no complaint or excuse. His assignments mainly involved going undercover, whether in the political scene or the underworld, honing his ability to perform under pressure and blend in. By the time his targets realized the danger they were in, it would already be too late, and he would disappear without a trace.
A couple years into his service, the ISB enlisted the use of his skills for the Cipher program and awarded him the role of Cipher Five. At present, he continues to operate in the shadows for the ISB.
- A R M O U R Y
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- Civilian clothing.
- Infiltration suit with utility belt. (Equivalent to Jedi utility belt.)
- Formal clothing.
- Two vibro-knives.
- Nightstinger blaster.
- S K I L L S + T R A I T S
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Charisma [***]
Close Combat [***]
Range Combat [**]
Five's most prominent skill is his ability to blend in and adapt. Through his years of being undercover, he had developed complete control over his emotions, allowing him to convey or hide whatever he wanted others to see. Whether in an extravagant ball or a slum hole in the wall, he had made a mask for any possible situation that he could find himself in.
- O T H E R
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- Black-carbon necklace.
- Zippo lighter
- EZphone.
- Security Spike.
- T H R E A D S
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- Space Station 5-9 (Completed)
- Double Dipping (Completed)
- Ceremony and Celebration (Social)
- Purple Porg (Mission)
- A 5-8 Type of Job
- Everything Falls Apart Together
- Were All Friends
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