Rina-Jan Getchell

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Rina-Jan Getchell
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"Speaking out can get you a lot of things, yeah. Having a gun while you do it gets you a lot more."
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Age: 34 years old
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Sexuality: Pansexual
Height: 5'10" (1.75m)
Weight: 185lbs (84kg)
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Homeworld: Concord Dawn
Residence: Her home on Tatooine

Force Sensitivity: Yes
Trained: Yes

Faction: Independent
Rank: Bounty Hunter

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    "Looking tough doesn't matter for too much if you can't back it up."
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    Rina-Jan is cut equal parts hard and soft. She had access to good medical care and a healthy diet for much of her youth and it shows in her physique and overall health. But at the same time she has lived through a hard life that hasn't always been the kindest to her: wrinkles form at the corners of her eyes, her complexion has at times been turned raw from blasting sands or howling blizzards, and her thighs are brutally scarred from just below the knee where her legs have been replaced by the garish metal prosthesis she keeps so often hid away. She has scarring and score wounds from blasters and slug-throwers and her chest and side sport ink against pale skin. And long blonde hair is kept shaved flush on one side, braided, and showing the ink that runs up her side and arm onto her head to be visible when she's not wearing a helmet.

    Two main consistencies define Rina-Jan's attire: the first is that its almost always utilitarian or at least mostly practical in nature. The second is that she'll never be caught dead in shorts and sandals. Her profession isn't as regimented and controlled as a regular nine-to-five job and so more often than not she can be found wearing a reliable and sturdy set of armor with plenty of pouches for ammo and equipment that she might need. When she isn't dressed to the nines as if she's expecting a firefight then she is probably instead wearing a set of boots, or failing that low-top sneakers of some kind, and always long-legged trousers. Opposite that she often wears t-shirts or tank -tops that leave well-muscled arms bare and often show those interested teasing glimpses of her tattoos and some scars. Sunglasses are a common accessory and of course she often dons a coat for colder weather.
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    "Dad always said every Mandalorian woman is really a Strill in disguise."
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    People often have a terrible habit of using the words 'good' and 'kind' interchangeably when they talk about morality and attitude. But the truth of the matter is that kindness has to do with your attitude, while goodness would be better used to describe your personality: an evil person could kindly look after those that were close to them while a good person could be horribly callous and lacking tact. Rina-Jan most definitely falls into that last category. She will hardly ever say 'please' or 'thank you', everyone who ever thought they were an official 'thing' with the woman have always found themselves disappointed, and she swears and drinks far more than any one person probably should. She isn't the sort of person you should ever turn to for a suit-and-tie event or anything resembling soft and comforting words. She isn't kind.

    But she is good. Now at least, anyways.

    There are men and women who didn't come home because of Rina-Jan. There are probably still those out there who would at the very least try and slug her across the jaw if they realized who she was to them. More than once she spilled innocent blood and caused terror for nothing more than some credits to spend on the creature comforts of life. But after years of living a hard life where she had to always show herself as the toughest and most cold-hearted shooter if she wanted to keep others off her back, several years worth of introspection made her look back on what her life had become, and she's since made an active attempt to turn herself around. To help where she would have hurt and to try to make up for years of damage done.
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    "Seems like the whole galaxy got messed up in just a few short years . . . "
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    As pervasive and powerful as the Force is in all living things, its surprising how rarely two Force-sensitive people outside of an order like the Sith or Jedi come together. Baz Getchell and Aayla Getchell were brought together by the two things that they held in common: the first was they had both found young in life they were sensitive to the powers of the Force, and the second was that they had booth been taken in by the Mandalorian culture - Baz by birth and Aayla adopted when a group of hunters found her in infancy as the last survivor on a wrecked shuttle. The two worked to look after one another when they met as members of a hunting party and soon developed a steadfast friendship which would eventually grow into a loving relationship. Over the next years after Aayla married into Clan Getchell the two of them would start a life together and make the very beginnings of a family.

    Baz swore up and down that he wanted their child - child as in the singular definition - to be a boy. He said he could feel it in his bones that Aayla was carrying "his boy" who he would train to be as capable and strong a warrior as he had been or even stronger. Of course that meant his friends all enjoyed ribbing him when his daughter Rina-Jan was brought into the world. He didn't learn his lesson two years later when Aayla became pregnant again and began to brag about how this time he'd have a strong and capable son - right until the twins Taia and Satra were born. Another two years after that when Aayla became pregnant again the once stubborn-headed father had learned to keep his mouth shut and wait until the kid was among them before he bragged to his friends.

    Though for all his want of a boy, Baz didn't show any preferential treatment. To Rina-Jan's parents they were all Mandalorian children, and she as the eldest was expected to be the leader among her siblings. Of course some natural things came to her first - walking, talking, and taking to schooling. These were expected milestones that her parents were happy to see her reaching. The unexpected milestone when she wasn't more than five years old and both parents could sense the energies of the Force in their eldest child. At that point the expectations they would come to place on their eldest child increased several times over. Baz, even Force sensitive himself, had always been of the opinion that a Mandalorian with a sensitivity to the Force had no excuse not to do what was expected of a member of the clan and more again due to their inherent power and ability.

    She was pushed hard in her academics. She was expected to be there and have answers for her twin sisters following so closely behind her, who in turn would be expected to take on the same duty for their young brother Ghent. Even in her early schooling Rina-Jan was pushed to learn faster and more comprehensively than her juniors in her early teen years. Of course it was a pressure that most children weren't really meant to deal with but in some part of her mind she justified it as part of the culture she was born into. Her training even in youth extended beyond simple writing and mathematics but also into the practical skills every Mandalorian was meant to have: how to track prey, how to skin an animal, and how to handle a blaster as naturally as an extension of your own two arms. She took to it well enough to make her parents proud as she grew older.

    When her parents finally decided that she was old enough her father took her with him for two years to accompany him on his hunts. She learned how to take what she learned tracking animals in the wild to learn more readily how to track a person in a city or through a space station. She'd learned how to aim for the weak spots on an animal and it carried over well into how to quickly fire off a center-mass double-tap on a moving bounty. She wasn't even eighteen years old when her father gave her the honor of chasing down one of his bounties to tackle the man to the ground for a live grab. By the time she was eighteen her father and mother decided that she was competent enough to take a final test to see if she could handle herself. Her father got in contact with one of his regular contractors and had a bounty pulled for her to pursue. He came along of course, as did one of her sisters who had begun her own path to becoming a bounty hunter under their father, but this was her hunt.

    Who was this first bounty of hers? A nobody Rodian, Bring Munkii, who ran spice for a Hutt and decided to shave more off the top than he was allowed.

    Even if it was a nobody who would never come back into her life - or anyone else's life for that matter - he marked the last milestone of Rina-Jan's childhood years. Her parents gave their blessing: she was ready to go make her family proud. Her career started small through her parents' contacts who would be willing to give an untested gun a chance at some of their jobs. As she proved that she was talented enough to meet a client's demands from a live capture to nothing but scorched earth, more and more contracts were opened up to her. Her name grew and she gained a reputation as the Mandalorian woman who wouldn't ask questions, wouldn't quit out on a contract once she took it, and she was mainly in it for the credits. Of course her parents had instilled a love for the thrill of the hunt and respect for worthy prey, but a Hutt is never happy to be told a mark was let go because they "proved their honor". That began to develop a rather harsh and uncaring amoral stance in regards to the lives and safety of others.

    Her bottom line became the primary focus. Everything else followed after.

    She did contracts alongside her parents from time to time until they got gray-haired enough that they weren't anywhere near as quick or sharp-eyed as they had been. Then she ran jobs alongside her sisters. Her brother Ghent, interestingly enough, found his calling was not in bounty hunting but instead in the mechanical fields. So while she wasn't working alongside him as she did her sisters, she was still sure to drop in and spend time with him. Family was important after all. But for much of her career she worked separately from her family to pursue her own growing wealth of contacts for work. This lead to her eventually discovering that crime of a less sanctioned short paid rather well. What began as a few less sanctioned assassinations would escalate into more intense and organized crime by the time she was twenty eight years old.

    Eventually she would find herself contacted by a Rodian: a woman by the name of Mi Yemeenpo. She was interested in assembling a crew for a job, and as with many clients Rina-Jan's reputation had preceded her. A mercenary bounty hunter who didn't ask questions so long as the credits were good. Of course Mi explained that the job was so sensitive in nature that she wouldn't just assemble any old team and send them out for it. First they had to prove that they could work well together - and at the same time help finance the job the various experts had all been called together for. So a ten-man heist crew began a string of dockside and in-transit ship-raids, armored transport hits, and bank jobs across the rim to pool up money and gain experience working together until their employer finally decided they were all ready for the grand finale: a heavy freighter called the 'Puffee'.

    What she failed to mention was that the 'Puffee' was the property of her former employer: a Hutt by the name of Klustaybag Grohl. A Hutt who had managed to infiltrate the ranks of Mi's closest associates and catch word of the operation. Things were already in motion to rig the job against them before it even started and nobody involved had any way of knowing at the time what was coming next.

    The plan was to intercept the 'Puffee' while under disguise as a local customs vessel. They had the ship, the transponder code, and even the uniforms to pull off the job. Maybe if it didn't have an insider from the very start it would have been fine, but the moment Rina-Jan and the others had come down into the cargo bay as part of a "routine inspection" they came under attack from the ship's crew. At the same time unbeknownst to her or the others, Mi's safehouse was coming under attack from more of Klustaybag's hired guns. The ship had been an imposter vessel transmitting false transponder codes and the loss of communication either way threw the entire heist into disordered chaos. Rina-Jan and the rest of her crew only barely made it back to their ship by the skin of their teeth and even then they weren't free from danger as the 'Puffee' turned its guns on them.

    In a rapid-fire bombardment they lost engines, life-support, and then were sent plummeting down to the surface of Tatooine. Many of the crew were dead before the ship even breached atmosphere. Rina-Jan had been in the middle of dragging one of the more badly wounded members of the team to the medical bay when an internal explosion threw her from her feet and a second caused an internal support strut to come down onto her legs. She passed out from the pain and was totally unaware of the chaos that followed as they tumbled to the ground. But at the end of it only she and the group's computer and technical expert were left alive. The tech expert was a Lethan Twi'lek woman by the name of Coc'vulo who came to consciousness not long after the wreck. She came to and searched among the bodies in a desperate home that she wasn't alone to find only Rina-Jan showing any signs of life.

    When the bounty hunter came to she found that she was on her chest and pinned just beneath the knees with Coc'vulo over her. The other woman explained the situation. Explained that they were the only ones left alive. And explained that there was no way just the two of them could lift the beam on her legs. But she assured her that the bacta tank in the medical bay was still running well enough to stabilize her. And that if she was willing to put up with the pain then the Twi'lek had what she needed to get the Mandalorian out. Suffice to say that the pain was blinding and Rina-Jan nearly busted her teeth when she bit down on the simple piece of metal she'd been given as a gag. When she was finally 'free' from the wreckage she was dragged to the bacta tank and dumped in to heal - the tied off remains of her legs leaving a trail of blood that showed her path.

    Thankfully some of the consumables that had been aboard the ship survived and with a little scouting the duo had found they weren't more than a day's walk from a small village of moisture farmers. They used scraps from the wreck to fashion a crude sled for both Rina-Jan and some of their supplies before setting out just before the sun that next day. When they arrived in the village it was met with a clamor and confusion from the locals who wanted to know why two strange women who looked as if they had just been through hell were coming in from out of the desert. So they admitted to a partial truth: that they had been part of a crew of mercenaries and their ship had 'suffered a major malfunction' that caused them to crash-land in the desert. That the two of them were the only survivors from the event and they were in desperate need of help.

    Nothing individually notable happened after that. The villagers were more than happy to first take them in to one of their houses where a local doctor could tend to the both of them - Rina-Jan especially. Then they were given warm meals and beds to sleep in. So long as they were willing to pull their weight around in whatever ways they could manage the two weren't required to pay a credit for their accommodations. Coc'vulo was handy with anything that sparked, whirred, moved, or connected to the holonet so she made herself a niche as the town's rising resident expert on such things, while Rina-Jan made it known that a loss of legs hadn't made her hands too shaky or her eyes too dull to be posted up in a watch-position over the dunes as moisture farmers went about their rounds each day. And at first the two told each other this was temporary and that soon they'd go back out there. They kept saying that they would recover enough that the two of them could go back and get revenge for what was so obviously a set-up.

    A few months to recover and lay low became the year. Became two. Became living as if they weren't outsiders anymore. They weren't "those girls from the wreck" anymore, but instead were just locals like any others: you went to Coc'vulo if your speeder was on the fritz and you came to Rina-Jan if you and some friends were looking for shooting lessons or wanted to trade a watch as a sentry for the village at night. At some points the two of them slipped into something that at least one would have described as being lovers. At others they just lived peacefully with one another. For her part Rina-Jan used the time to ponder and think when she so often found herself with little else to do.

    Some part of her realized that a large part of what had left her so seemingly ruined and crippled - eventually on shoddy prosthetic legs built with parts Coc'vulo had purchased in the city two days away - was her own choices in life. She didn't come to that conclusion any slower from her Twi'lek friend drawing a similar conclusion about herself and being far more open about it when they were in private.

    Some part of her still wanted answers though, and years of being a bounty hunter had made her get used to a life of wandering and roaming wherever she pleased. As the middle point of her fourth year 'stranded' on Tatooine drew near she worked with her friend to assemble a more sturdy and reliable set of prosthetic limbs for her. When she mentioned that they'd have to be able to stand up to the rigors of combat the other woman realized almost instantly what she was planning to do. She protested and argued that they both had a good thing going for them now and didn't need to go back out into a galaxy that was likely home to a very pissed off Hutt who'd happily kill the both of them were he to find they were still alive. But the promise to hunt down and kill the slug as soon as she got word on where and what he was up to was enough to assuage the other woman's concerns. Once her new prosthetic limbs were ready she wished goodbye to the people who had become good neighbors and friends over the last few short years and headed off for the nearest space-port with her credits and the clothes on her back.

    The next two years were hectic. She purchased new gear to make up for some of what she had lost and almost immediately contacted a few of her old more low-key contacts to try and reach out to her family as discretely as possible. To find out that her father had passed away a year prior, that nobody knew where her former employer for the ship raid had wound up if she was even still alive, and that her family was ecstatic to hear she was still alive up until the point where she mentioned she might be hunted by a Hutt. She took minor contracts until she could build up her funds enough to acquire the resources she needed to keep herself save and on the move again. Like a true bounty hunter that mainly consisted of guns, ammo, and a ship to call her own. All acquired in a variety of ways with various levels of legality - depending on what system one was in when it happened.

    And with that she set out to make up for time lost and try to clean her conscience.
    • Family
      • Baz Getchell | Father | Deceased
      • Aayla Getchell | Mother | Alive
      • Taia Getchell | Sister | Alive
      • Satra Getchell | Sister | Alive
      • Ghent Getchell | Brother | Alive
    Bush did 9/11.
    • Lover
      • N/A | N/A | N/A
    The truth is out there.
    • Associates
      • Coc'vulo | Friend, Former Lover | Alive
      • Mi Yemeenpo | Former Employer | Unknown
    Just kidding: it was aliens.
    • Rivals
      • Klustaybag Grohl | Hutt Crimelord | Alive
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    • The 'Pioneer'
      • A modified Oceanspray Freighter
        • The internal compartments have been modified to give her a large personal quarters
        • A medical bay with bacta-tank has been installed for treating wounded
        • A small kitchen has been installed off of the medical bay for having meals
        • Eight simple, single-person guest quarters can be found aboard the vessel
        • Eight holding cells for less compliant 'guests' can also be found aboard
        • The remaining space is used for storing up to twenty five metric tons of cargo
    • A shared home, part safehouse, on Tatooine
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    • General Skills
      • Cooking - Adept
      • Hand-to-Hand - Expert
      • Marksmanship - Master
      • Navigation - Adept
      • Piloting, Atmosphere - Adept
      • Piloting, Microgravity - Expert
      • Slicing - Adept
      • Survival - Master
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    • Lightsaber Forms
      • Form I - Untrained
      • Form II - Untrained
      • Form III - Untrained
      • Form IV - Untrained
      • Form V - Untrained
      • Form VI - Untrained
      • Form VII - Untrained
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    • Force Abilities
      • General Sensitivity - Adept
        • Force Pull-Push - Adept
        • Force Sight - Adept
        • Telekinesis - Adept
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