Independent Kiara Shan

[Logan]

BIOGRAPHICAL INFORMATION​

---Homeworld
---Age
--- Coruscant
--- 22

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION​

--- Species
--- Gender
--- Height
--- Mass
--- Eye Color
--- Hair Color
--- Force Sensitivity
--- Human
--- Female
--- 167 cm
--- 56 kg
--- Honey wine
--- Dark
--- No

KNOWN AFFILIATIONS​

--- Faction
--- Crew
--- Organizations

--- Independent
--- Bad Company
--- Legion

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On the thirty seventh floor of a nondescript apartment building on Taris sat a girl, alone save for a C4T series droid curled at her feet, staring into the dull neon glow of a computer terminal. Casually discarded food containers and empty beverage cans - some alcoholic, some not - were strewn across the room haphazardly, though the area around the terminal itself was somehow still clutter free and relatively clean.

For the past seven days Kiara Shan - under her slicer's guise of K3Y - had been plugging away at a rather difficult application. She'd been contracted by an anonymous benefactor to crack the application, copy it's source code onto an untraceable drive, and drop it off at a seemingly random location in the Tarisian undercity. At first glance it had seemed like a cake-walk of a job, but seven days in, a migraine starting to form behind her eyes, Kiara laughed at how wrong she was about that.

Kiara probably would have given up the job as hopeless already if not for the fact that her benefactor had fronted her seventy-five percent of the job's payout up front - something she'd never seen before, and considered super weird even now. Given that fact, and the unfortunate truth that she had a conscious, Ki kept plodding along despite not really getting much of anywhere.

Got any advice, Link? Kiara asked with a sigh, looking down to the C4T droid at her feet.

The job directive stated you must complete it on your own, Kiara. The droid responded matter-of-factly. Link may have been a protocol droid, but sarcasm seemed to have been the only language he knew how to speak most of the time.

Rolling her eyes, Ki turned her attention back to her terminal. An idea popped into her head that made Kiara bite her lip in worry for a second before she said kriff it. She'd made not much progress up until this point anyway, may as well go for the hail mary. Rifling through one of her bags, Ki pulled out a small drive and slapped it into her terminal. It contained a program of her own devising, one that she'd tested and been able to use to crack difficult problems before.

The only issue was that it was either going to work, or it was going to crash everything out and definitely alert someone in the application's cyber division that there was a breach attempt in progress. Oh well. Desperate times and all that.

With a couple of quick keystrokes, Kiara initiated her program.. and the whole terminal froze up. Yep, this was what she was afraid of. A few extremely tense moments passed before everything clicked back to life, Ki finding herself starting at the source code she'd been trying to get this whole time. Amazingly, it only contained a couple lines of text.

Congratulations, K3Y. You've passed the test. We will be in contact soon.

- Legion

B A C K S T O R Y

To put it simply, Kiara Shan's life hasn't been the best. Born on Coruscant to an absentee mom and a dad with an unfortunate gambling problem, suffice to say Ki has been taking care of herself essentially her whole life.

At a young age Ki was able to figure out that she could carve out a meager living by being good with tech. No matter where you were, upper city, lower city, space station, there was someone somewhere who was going to need some help with their stuff. Kiara started with droids - fixing, upgrading, creating. She was able to scrape enough credits together most of the time to keep a roof over her and her dad's head, though usually without much to spare.

Eventually Kiara graduated from tinkering with droids to slicing, and with that graduation her jobs generally started paying more.. and being slightly more dangerous. One job in particular landed her in a spot of trouble at the beginning of her fledgling career, however.

In a stroke of genius, Ki thought it would be a good idea to hack into her school's database and swap some of her grades to something a little better. Unfortunately she wasn't as good as she thought and the authorities were able to trace the breach back to her home. When the cops showed up on her doorstep, Kiara was sure that her life was over.

That was, of course, until her dad decided to take the fall for her. Figuring Kiara didn't deserve to spend a good amount of time in prison and potentially ruin the rest of her life, her dad took the heat and landed himself ten years. Two years into his sentence, Kiara's dad was killed in a prison riot - something Ki has never been able to forgive herself for.

Deciding to leave her home on Coruscant behind, Kiara eventually found herself in the employ of a man named Pin as a general tech and sometimes slicer. Quickly coming to view Pin as the father figure she desperately needed in her life, the suave rogue adopted her and treated Ki like his own flesh and blood.

Looking to move up in the galaxy and move on from the sins of her past, Kiara currently works as a slicer for higher under the pseudonym K3Y and works a day job as a droid tech and account keeper for Pin.

A P P E A R A N C E & P S Y C H O L O G Y

One of the more defining characteristics of Kiara's personality is that she has grown accustomed to being underestimated, disregarded, and overall just not taken seriously. Whether that be due to her age, her upbringing, or the idea that a pretty woman must also be naive or dumb - maybe even a combination of all three - it's something she's dealt with her whole life.

As such, Ki has a habit of what some would consider "trying too hard." When someone gives her a task, Kiara goes above and beyond in completing it. Even if she knows that her added effort and work will yield no additional reward, she feels compelled to do it anyway. It's also made her somewhat of a perfectionist, even to the point of staying up for days in a row to get something just right instead of asking for a deadline extension.

By most standards Kiara would be considered an attractive person, although her beauty as as much of a product of her own intensive self-care routines and skill with a makeup brush than simply luck-gifted genetics. Having been accused of being vain in the past, Kiara brushes off nonsense like that with little to no care.

In her mind, it's easy to hate on something or someone that's better than you are - it's far harder to actually work on yourself and become the thing that makes you jealous.

This level of self-confidence permeates many aspects of Kiara's personality and it's something she takes great pride in.

An obsessive technophile, much of Kiara's everyday life is consumed by technology, whether creating it, improving it, or destroying it depending on who's signing the paycheck. As such, she spends a great deal of time alone with just Link for company. This has made her somewhat... awkward in social situations, and completely helpless in the romance department. To her, creating a droid from scratch is easier than breaking the ice with a cute boy.

B E L O N G I N G S

TRANSPORTATION​

--Dynamic-II Light Freighter, 'the Cypher'

DROID(S)​

--C4T Series Droid, 'Link'

WEAPONS​

--DE-10 Blaster Pistol
----- ⇁ Two Power Packs
--RSKF-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol
----- ⇁ Two Power Packs
--Shock Boxing Gloves

ARMOR​

--Personal Armor

MISC​

--Datapad
--Personav
--Port Scanner
--StarX Emergency Repair Kit

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