Nyxova
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SHEU-FÙH
AGE
► 21
SPECIES ► Zeltron
HEIGHT ► 5' 10"
WEIGHT ► 139 lbs
EYE COLOR ► Blue
HAIR COLOR ► Blue
HOMEWORLD ► Coruscant
GENDER ► Female
FACTION ► Independent
JOB ► Assassin/Bodyguard
► Slave Broker
FORCE SENSITIVITY ► Slave Broker
► Yes, Informal Training
ALIASES
Xe Sheu-fùh (current name), Lady Sinatrix (Nox Eterna alias), Mia Zhan (birth name), Imperatrix Guan Yin (false identity)
BIOGRAPHY
Mia Zhan grew up surrounded by luxury. Her family weren't filthy rich, but they were beginning to be introduced to the rich and powerful in the community. Born from that was the opportunity to indulge in the performance arts. Dance and theater in fact. A venue for a bright-eyed young woman to bask in the adoration of audiences across the galaxy!
That had been the plan until an explosion at the theater. Mia had been far enough away to escape with minor injuries, but many in the audiences hadn't been so fortunate. Screams of anguish both physical and horrific realization slowly faded in as the deafening ringing subsided. Her own cries of pain joined the chorus when she found her family in the ruins.
At first Mia was beside herself with grief, unable to do anything but cry herself to sleep in a silence house. After several days, however, she forced herself to visit the precinct investigating the explosion. Their assurances rang hollow, and Mia stormed out into the city. A burning need to find the people responsible set her skin ablaze. From that dawned the realization hers was not the only family affected, and so the young Zeltron sought out those like herself. People of influence that might have connections. Perhaps they could get answers Mia could not.
Weeks passed and the private investigation didn't seem to be making any more headway than the official one. Offers to have Mia return to the stage as people began to recover from the tragedy were declined. Mia felt an icy hand grip her heart at the thought of setting foot on a stage again. Then after her ceaseless interest in identifying the culprits, one night Mia was set upon by two men in her own home. She managed to snatch one of their blasters free. The first bolt was the result of adrenaline; it clipped the subordinate. When the leader threw himself forward the second bolt hit dead center. The third caught the injured man as he took his turn. The blaster tumbled from numb fingers as Mia stared at the dead men laying face down before her.
No charges were filed; the deaths were summarily ruled justifiable homicide. That left Mia free to do what needed to be done. It was not easy, but she began making inquiries into other matters. How to turn her agility and grace on stage into a lethal art. Weapons she could carry without standing out in a crowd. People she could turn to.
The obsessed young woman even discovered she had certain 'abilities;' the kind that might draw the wrong attention. She had no interest in the Jedi/Sith struggle. Not for their ideology or their war; finding her family's killers was what mattered. Discrete inquiries were made, but her skill in the Force could use the guidance of someone more experienced.
Along the way Mia adopted the name Xe Sheu-fùh. She relocated, moved her family's money, and even found a small group of subjugated women adopted as her surrogate family after freeing them from enslavement. Together they setup a small club of their own. Instead of the profit going into the hands of unworthy masters, they kept it for themselves.
Xe was their protector; but over time others were hired to ensure their safety. Additional finances would keep them safe from gangs or rivals, but it would also help them save others -- women or men -- from enslavement. Xe began accepting contracts to acquire those funds. Now and then they would purchase slaves and give them a place to stay free of abuse. Some were shuffled to a false identity (that also required significant credits) to build up a secretive slaver persona to help throw off suspicion; a persona that Xe and her group would 'sell' slaves to or act as a broker for. So far they have only been able to help one or two, but with each contract fulfilled the opportunity to save another sole takes shape.
APPEARANCE
Xe stands five feet ten inches off the ground. Her Zeltron physique keeps her body slender, and some strength-training keeps her a fit one hundred and fifty-four pounds. The first features most notice involved her deep pink skin, and blue hair, eyes, and lips. A generous bust and the reputation for being a passionate people draws no small amount of attention as well. A warm smile, and a fire to her eyes often helps break the ice with complete strangers.
At the Nox Eterna Xe might be found in far more revealing and even scandalous clothing. Being her home and a venue of 'ill-repute' she blends in effortlessly. Though among others she tries wearing more socially acceptable, but not prudish fashions. Things that hug her shape and leave little to the imagination. Colors that highlight her natural skin, eye, and hair. Soft fabrics to tantalize those given the opportunity to do more than stare from afar. Whatever it takes to ensnare the senses of a mark.
PERSONALITY
Nothing is more important to Xe than her surrogate family working at the Nox Eterna club. Xe is willing to kill and be killed for her family. Every contract is a means to an end to support the men and women under her protection, and to set others free as well. No one else should feel as helpless as Xe did after the bombing. If she gets to kill criminals, or can afford to purchase (and silently 'free') a slave then it's a good day.
Xe doesn't trust anyone living in a life of comfort, divorced from the horrors of the world surrounding them. Having been one herself years ago, such people are willing to do whatever it takes to protect that lifestyle, including ignoring the suffering of others. They might prove worthwhile allies, but only for that moment in time. She expects them to vanish the moment it becomes too 'risky' to maintain contact. In some respect, Xe even resents these people as a reminder of what she herself lost.
As much as she would love to save everyone, Xe is perfectly comfortable just saving those she can. Losing the opportunity to purchase a slave might sting, but she can't afford to try toppling an entire industry by herself for one person. Purchasing slaves often for the falsified persona of Guan Yin is the best Xe can do; and for the rest, she can only hope the Force will somehow ease their suffering. If the Force truly is a living thing as she's heard some Jedi suggest.
SKILLS
Trained at an early age for dance and stage acting for live performances, Xe remained quite limber and agile. She often puts these skills to use in new ways on the job. Often times using them in more exotic fashions to attract attention or feigning to be just another Zeltron woman in the only job expected of her kind. When it comes to contracts, however, her deadly grace allows her to disarm unsuspecting marks and even turn their own weapons against them.
After the tragedy, Xe learned how to grapple, disarm, and strike opponents bare handed or with short blades. She also learned the art of throwing knives and poisons. While capable of wielding a blaster pistol, her weapons of choices are often improvised, more easily concealed, or utterly silent. The risk is higher getting so close to targets, but then it is harder for their bodyguards to screen for blasters that aren't there.
Over time Xe has begun collecting a few trusted contacts on various worlds to help in fulfilling contracts. Some are even the beginning of an information or spy network; oftentimes brothels or clubs that support Xe's intentions, or at least stand to benefit from her knowledge of the slave trade. If she can't save them all, she can at least get them owned by someone less dangerous.
Xe knows Basic, Zeltron, Zygerria, and Huttese. The latter two she's picked up over time to make sure the other party doesn't try anything shady in their deals. Interpreters aren't always available either, which can lead to lost opportunities.
ANALYSIS
[Archived Report:] Miss Zhan exhibits signs of trauma following the explosion at the theater, and the loss of her parents. Despite lacking in serious, physical injury Mia has refused offers to return to the stage following this event. It would appear the emotional and mental scars linger. It would be advisable for Miss Zhan to seek professional therapeutic assistance to overcome the trauma, and to regain her self-confidence in order to perform once more.
[Justice Report:] Xe Sheu-fùh, co-owner of the Nox Eterna, has hired mercenaries as a private security detail. So far there have been no reports of excessive force used. Officers have been dispatched from time to time following reports of an unruly customer, however. By the time Officers arrive the custom is already in custody of the mercenaries and is quickly turned over, or the offender is said to have already left the premises. No indications of foul play so far.
[Intelligence Report:] Xe Sheu-fùh co-owns the club Nox Externa. The proprietors are suspected to be involved in the slave trade in conjunction with a third party known only as Guan Yin. No details available about this elusive figure; however their name has appeared in several reports related to slave trade activity in various systems.
Xe Sheu-fùh herself has been seen at the scene of several apparent homicides. While local law enforcement has at times ruled some of these deaths as natural, there is reason to believe poison or other means of incapacitation were used. So far the victims have proven to be irrelevant to national security, however, so a dedicated operative has not been assigned to look further into this matter. A record will remain open on the subject in the event she slips, or intelligence suggests her next target requires action.
[Personal Journal:] Red worries too much. Though I don't blame her. Every time I'm out there with all their eyes roaming over my body imagining who knows what... Walking into dens of criminals... You can dress up a hellhole with fancy drapes, champagne, and caviar, but a dressed up pig is still a pig. She's worried someday I might not make it out of the pigsty. Dead. Enslaved. It's the same isn't it? I wish I could say I could stop, but there are people out there that need us. If the Law can't stop the slave trade, I don't expect us to either; but we can save some of them. We have to. ...Don't worry, Red. Next time I'm on Ryloth I promise to get you your favorite dessert to make up for all the heartache.
POSSESSIONS
Armor: Xe's Nocturne Dress
Melee: Model 1-48 Stun Baton x2
Melee: Kunai Throwing Knives, One 7.5" Length, Two 6" Length
Arm: Lug 3r Blaster Pistol
Grenade: Concussion x2
Other: Ascension Gun
Ship: V-type 102 Nubian starship
Droid: CS-Series Service Astromech
Business: The Nox Eterna Nightclub
KNOWN ASSOCIATIONS
- Red, Twi'lek, Co-owner of Nox Eterna
REPUTATION
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