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NAME: Maani
FACTION: Independent
RANK: n/a
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 160 centimetres
WEIGHT: 51 kilograms
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
Maani is a short, dark skinned and petite woman. Her hair is black; long and done in a single braid that reaches her bottom. Curiously, her hair has two up-swept protrusions that look vaguely like cat ears. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and a bright amber in colour, complementing her round face and delicate facial features. Maani's body is curvy, having been genetically blessed. Her overall ensemble and mannerisms give off the impression of a teasing, seductive young woman with a bit of a childish side.
Maani dresses rather freely, usually opting for clothes that expose her midriff and shorts in most cases. She will adjust her style of dress to suit wherever she's at, but her general intent when choosing an outfit is to turn heads. Half her job success is based on her looks, after all.
Use Your Blessings: Maani is a charmer, schemer, and seductress. Above all else, she knows how to leverage her beauty and natural charisma to her advantage. She knows how to be evasive in conversation, steering things away from sensitive things. She is successful in seduction, wrapping targets around her finger in a short amount of times. Bottom line is, she can usually resolve issues without ever needing to brandish a weapon, and she much prefers it that way. Though she would say that is because it poses less risk, the truth of the matter is that Maani loathes killing, having a very hard time bringing herself to do so.
Sly Fox: Her upbringing has caused her to rely on her wits to take advantage of situations where her charms would be ineffective. She is light on her feet and quite limber, able to quiet her footsteps and agile enough to leap around should the situation call for it. This dexterity also extends to sleight of hand. Her mind is able to conjure up a course of action in mere moments, her quick wit saving her on more than a few occasions. Social interactions are another area of easy navigation for her, and she is generally able to tell if people are lying or not.
Do You Even Lift?: Her svelte and curvaceous body gives her an advantage in charm, but her size means she is not terribly strong. The average soldier will overpower her in a contest of brute strength, meaning she generally avoid getting up close and personal unless she must or is certain of victory. This also means she will struggle with heavier weapons and heavy objects in general. Keep the delicate lady away from the hard labour.
Airheaded Ditz: Maani has been called a bimbo on more than one occasion, and though she will deny it, it's not entirely without merit. Though an expert of thinking on her feet, she is uneducated and intricate planning often bores or even downright confuses her. Sophisticated culture and academic pursuits escape her, leaving her scratching her head as to what their purpose is. Generally speaking, any issue that requires long, sustained thinking and concentration will end up poorly for her.
Bleeding Heart: Though she may try to hide it, Maani is an intensely emotional person. Most of her decision-making processes come from what she feels about the situation. Not how she thinks. She is easy to smile, easy to cry, and easy to anger. This has landed her in trouble on more than one occasion, and can be manipulated by her opponents if they know what to say.
Maani is a bit of a complicated person. So much so that not even she's sure she understands herself. At first glance, she is a sensual, carefree individual with a penchant for annoying or charming people as she pleases. She enjoys interacting with almost everyone, from the shadiest mercenary to the most innocent maiden, and carries herself with confidence and a natural charisma stemming from her carefree attitude. She will freely talk about anything that doesn't offend people's sensibilities, even the most taboo of topics, and is more than happy to listen to you talk should you need it.
Asking about her will initially receive very little in the way of response. She is devious and evasive, and generally won't open up about herself, instead opting to run the person who asks around in circles and delighting in their increased annoyance. Still, she never goes beyond silly little games that make her look more childish than anything. Still, a random stranger is getting nothing from her.
One may be led to believe she doesn't have much in the way of ethics or morality. She is a bounty hunter who cares little for the word of law, going around space hunting people for money. She will take on contracts from dubious people, and will even sell her body to them for a night if it gets her extra money or some other reward.
One would be confused, however, to see that Maani would never harm a fly under normal circumstances.
Maani loathes taking lives, and will only use her blaster as an absolute last resort, always preferring to capture her targets. She is an emotional woman who's heart is almost always in the right place, and wants nothing more than to do good by the galaxy. She always shies away from bounties she considers immoral, and if allowed, will do her best to do what she believes is right. She values freedom and human dignity intensely, and will become angered if she sees either violated.
As for her own mannerisms behind the initial wall, she's an excitable and energetic lady. Emotional, charming, and a bit of a dork at times. She loves expending her energy doing exciting new activities, and has a passion for the arts. Maani is expressive in all she does, and often adds a bit of flourish to her movements, always bouncy in her expressiveness.
The woman is a tad lonely. Though she doesn't like exposing herself as such, she truly desires for companionship. She is not cold enough as to not care about the company of another person; annoyingly enough, she can't help but care. She cares a lot about everything, and when push comes to shove, she will stand and fight rather than flee. She feels strongly about almost everything, and if she were honest with herself, she wouldn't have it any other way. She cries just as much as she smiles, but it's made her into who she is today.
Maani was born on Tatooine to a miner father and a cheating mother who abandoned her family as soon as she was born. She grew up poor and mostly left to her own devices, her father spending most of his days at the mines toiling away, trying to provide for his daughter. Still, it was not enough, and Maani soon found herself stealing for food. She found she was quite good at it, and was even better at convincing people to look the other way when caught -- pulling the "starving child" look was highly effective in most situations.
But not all was well. She had to compete with other kids, street urchins that had it even worse than her, and got rather feisty when they saw competition. Fights started breaking out, and as they got older, they inevitably escalated. Maani took took a life when she was merely eleven years old, an altercation gone wrong that resulted in the death of her attacker. From that day on, Maani swore she'd never kill again. She stopped stealing, instead edicating her time to making connections, getting to know who was who. She got friendly with those in power, both legal and illegal, and became practically untouchable in her insignificant little settlement.
Still, problems arose. The attacks of sand people were frequent, and Maani refused to sit idly by and watch people fight and die if she could do anything about it. Being incredibly stubborn about it, the shadier people in town eventually set her up with a rifle and got her some training. Within a few months, she was fighting sand people, defending her settlement.
Maani still wanted more, though. She went all in on training and exercising, and it was only a matter of time before she took her first bounty. A simple job of hunting down a thief that had gone to another settlement, but it was all she needed before she decided she had a taste for this sort of thing. She took more jobs, riskier jobs, and outfitted herself with better equipment. Eventually, she decided she had outgrown her little area, and used credits and some string pulling to get herself the necessary technology and gadgets to go to outer space and make a name for herself. She bid farewell to her father and went off on her way, taking bounties and doing work in the exciting galaxy ripe for exploration.
The Ting Goes SKRRRRRAH!: If her feminine wiles fail, Maani has quite a few tricks up her non-existent sleeves, one of which is her skill with gunplay. She doesn't have the steady aim of a sniper, but her sharp reflexes and ability to quickly absorb information make her a highly skilled mid to close range fighter.
Everybody's Kung Fu Fighting!: Though she prefers not to, Maani can defend herself in a melee scrap if the situation calls for it. Her favourite weapons are the dagger and the baton. She uses her fists only as a last resort due to not being terribly strong, and will generally try to go for strikes to weak spots like the liver, throat, or solar plexus.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself: Maani is quite skilled at sleight of hand, being able to lockpick, pickpocket, cheat at gambling, and otherwise do things that require dexterous fingers.
Piloting: Though far from the most skilled star fighter in the galaxy, Maani's quick wit and reflexes enable her to get herself out of a tough situation in a pinch, and manage quick manoeuvres to confuse her enemy.
The Arts: Maani is the emotional sort, and she likes to express it! She enjoys painting, dancing, and singing, and is quite good at all of them. While she is confident in her skills, having other people witness any of this embarrasses her for reasons she can't quite explain.
GEAR:
Rogue Armour
E-33 Blaster Carbine
Model B Stun Baton
Vibrodagger
Chanti Blaster Pistol
HH-69 Adhesive Grenade (x4)
ROLE-PLAYS:
n/a
RELATIONSHIPS:
n/a
LAND TRANSPORTATION:
Shark Repulsorcraft SG-426
SHIP:
XR - 1200fp
DROIDS:
D.A.N. Personal Translator Droid
PETS:
A little fox named Binra.
KILLS:
n/a
COMBAT:
n/a
FACTION: Independent
RANK: n/a
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 160 centimetres
WEIGHT: 51 kilograms
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
Maani is a short, dark skinned and petite woman. Her hair is black; long and done in a single braid that reaches her bottom. Curiously, her hair has two up-swept protrusions that look vaguely like cat ears. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and a bright amber in colour, complementing her round face and delicate facial features. Maani's body is curvy, having been genetically blessed. Her overall ensemble and mannerisms give off the impression of a teasing, seductive young woman with a bit of a childish side.
Maani dresses rather freely, usually opting for clothes that expose her midriff and shorts in most cases. She will adjust her style of dress to suit wherever she's at, but her general intent when choosing an outfit is to turn heads. Half her job success is based on her looks, after all.
ATTRIBUTES
Use Your Blessings: Maani is a charmer, schemer, and seductress. Above all else, she knows how to leverage her beauty and natural charisma to her advantage. She knows how to be evasive in conversation, steering things away from sensitive things. She is successful in seduction, wrapping targets around her finger in a short amount of times. Bottom line is, she can usually resolve issues without ever needing to brandish a weapon, and she much prefers it that way. Though she would say that is because it poses less risk, the truth of the matter is that Maani loathes killing, having a very hard time bringing herself to do so.
Sly Fox: Her upbringing has caused her to rely on her wits to take advantage of situations where her charms would be ineffective. She is light on her feet and quite limber, able to quiet her footsteps and agile enough to leap around should the situation call for it. This dexterity also extends to sleight of hand. Her mind is able to conjure up a course of action in mere moments, her quick wit saving her on more than a few occasions. Social interactions are another area of easy navigation for her, and she is generally able to tell if people are lying or not.
Do You Even Lift?: Her svelte and curvaceous body gives her an advantage in charm, but her size means she is not terribly strong. The average soldier will overpower her in a contest of brute strength, meaning she generally avoid getting up close and personal unless she must or is certain of victory. This also means she will struggle with heavier weapons and heavy objects in general. Keep the delicate lady away from the hard labour.
Airheaded Ditz: Maani has been called a bimbo on more than one occasion, and though she will deny it, it's not entirely without merit. Though an expert of thinking on her feet, she is uneducated and intricate planning often bores or even downright confuses her. Sophisticated culture and academic pursuits escape her, leaving her scratching her head as to what their purpose is. Generally speaking, any issue that requires long, sustained thinking and concentration will end up poorly for her.
Bleeding Heart: Though she may try to hide it, Maani is an intensely emotional person. Most of her decision-making processes come from what she feels about the situation. Not how she thinks. She is easy to smile, easy to cry, and easy to anger. This has landed her in trouble on more than one occasion, and can be manipulated by her opponents if they know what to say.
PERSONALITY
Maani is a bit of a complicated person. So much so that not even she's sure she understands herself. At first glance, she is a sensual, carefree individual with a penchant for annoying or charming people as she pleases. She enjoys interacting with almost everyone, from the shadiest mercenary to the most innocent maiden, and carries herself with confidence and a natural charisma stemming from her carefree attitude. She will freely talk about anything that doesn't offend people's sensibilities, even the most taboo of topics, and is more than happy to listen to you talk should you need it.
Asking about her will initially receive very little in the way of response. She is devious and evasive, and generally won't open up about herself, instead opting to run the person who asks around in circles and delighting in their increased annoyance. Still, she never goes beyond silly little games that make her look more childish than anything. Still, a random stranger is getting nothing from her.
One may be led to believe she doesn't have much in the way of ethics or morality. She is a bounty hunter who cares little for the word of law, going around space hunting people for money. She will take on contracts from dubious people, and will even sell her body to them for a night if it gets her extra money or some other reward.
One would be confused, however, to see that Maani would never harm a fly under normal circumstances.
Maani loathes taking lives, and will only use her blaster as an absolute last resort, always preferring to capture her targets. She is an emotional woman who's heart is almost always in the right place, and wants nothing more than to do good by the galaxy. She always shies away from bounties she considers immoral, and if allowed, will do her best to do what she believes is right. She values freedom and human dignity intensely, and will become angered if she sees either violated.
As for her own mannerisms behind the initial wall, she's an excitable and energetic lady. Emotional, charming, and a bit of a dork at times. She loves expending her energy doing exciting new activities, and has a passion for the arts. Maani is expressive in all she does, and often adds a bit of flourish to her movements, always bouncy in her expressiveness.
The woman is a tad lonely. Though she doesn't like exposing herself as such, she truly desires for companionship. She is not cold enough as to not care about the company of another person; annoyingly enough, she can't help but care. She cares a lot about everything, and when push comes to shove, she will stand and fight rather than flee. She feels strongly about almost everything, and if she were honest with herself, she wouldn't have it any other way. She cries just as much as she smiles, but it's made her into who she is today.
BIOGRAPHY
Maani was born on Tatooine to a miner father and a cheating mother who abandoned her family as soon as she was born. She grew up poor and mostly left to her own devices, her father spending most of his days at the mines toiling away, trying to provide for his daughter. Still, it was not enough, and Maani soon found herself stealing for food. She found she was quite good at it, and was even better at convincing people to look the other way when caught -- pulling the "starving child" look was highly effective in most situations.
But not all was well. She had to compete with other kids, street urchins that had it even worse than her, and got rather feisty when they saw competition. Fights started breaking out, and as they got older, they inevitably escalated. Maani took took a life when she was merely eleven years old, an altercation gone wrong that resulted in the death of her attacker. From that day on, Maani swore she'd never kill again. She stopped stealing, instead edicating her time to making connections, getting to know who was who. She got friendly with those in power, both legal and illegal, and became practically untouchable in her insignificant little settlement.
Still, problems arose. The attacks of sand people were frequent, and Maani refused to sit idly by and watch people fight and die if she could do anything about it. Being incredibly stubborn about it, the shadier people in town eventually set her up with a rifle and got her some training. Within a few months, she was fighting sand people, defending her settlement.
Maani still wanted more, though. She went all in on training and exercising, and it was only a matter of time before she took her first bounty. A simple job of hunting down a thief that had gone to another settlement, but it was all she needed before she decided she had a taste for this sort of thing. She took more jobs, riskier jobs, and outfitted herself with better equipment. Eventually, she decided she had outgrown her little area, and used credits and some string pulling to get herself the necessary technology and gadgets to go to outer space and make a name for herself. She bid farewell to her father and went off on her way, taking bounties and doing work in the exciting galaxy ripe for exploration.
SKILLS
The Ting Goes SKRRRRRAH!: If her feminine wiles fail, Maani has quite a few tricks up her non-existent sleeves, one of which is her skill with gunplay. She doesn't have the steady aim of a sniper, but her sharp reflexes and ability to quickly absorb information make her a highly skilled mid to close range fighter.
Everybody's Kung Fu Fighting!: Though she prefers not to, Maani can defend herself in a melee scrap if the situation calls for it. Her favourite weapons are the dagger and the baton. She uses her fists only as a last resort due to not being terribly strong, and will generally try to go for strikes to weak spots like the liver, throat, or solar plexus.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself: Maani is quite skilled at sleight of hand, being able to lockpick, pickpocket, cheat at gambling, and otherwise do things that require dexterous fingers.
Piloting: Though far from the most skilled star fighter in the galaxy, Maani's quick wit and reflexes enable her to get herself out of a tough situation in a pinch, and manage quick manoeuvres to confuse her enemy.
The Arts: Maani is the emotional sort, and she likes to express it! She enjoys painting, dancing, and singing, and is quite good at all of them. While she is confident in her skills, having other people witness any of this embarrasses her for reasons she can't quite explain.
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GEAR:
Rogue Armour
E-33 Blaster Carbine
Model B Stun Baton
Vibrodagger
Chanti Blaster Pistol
HH-69 Adhesive Grenade (x4)
ROLE-PLAYS:
n/a
RELATIONSHIPS:
n/a
LAND TRANSPORTATION:
Shark Repulsorcraft SG-426
SHIP:
XR - 1200fp
DROIDS:
D.A.N. Personal Translator Droid
PETS:
A little fox named Binra.
KILLS:
n/a
COMBAT:
n/a
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