[b]Full Name:[/b] James Hawkins
[b]Appearance: [/b]
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Please excuses the rough pencil, tablet isn't agreeing with me this week.
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Much like the rocks of his home world Jame's tan skin has a distinctive earth tone to it. A simple shirt is held in place by chestnut brown waist coat sticking to his narrow figure, simple muted blue pants and brown leather pants keep his lean legs warm. His hair is a little on the long side, fanning out just above his shoulders kept and kept from his eyes by the part in his hair. He keeps a thick leather pouch on his hip filled with his many tools for tinkering and fixing. 
[b]Age: [/b]19
[b]Parent:[/b] Jim Hawkins 
[b]Likes: [/b]Solar surfing, Technology, Star Gazing
[b]Dislikes:[/b] Space Travel, Giving or receiving speeches, Early mornings
[b]Bio:[/b] Like many traveling to this destination, James was less than thrilled when he found out he was being carted off to some random girl. Not having a bar of his complaints his father shipped him off knowing the space sickness James suffers from would keep him from any drastic escape attempts.