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[u]Name:[/u] Miora [pronounced 'mai-o-RAH'] Selag Sphere

[u]Age:[/u] 28

[u]Gender:[/u] Female

[u]Profession:[/u] Pilot 

[u]Nationality:[/u] Scottish, The Commonwealth

[u]Birth Planet:[/u] Mining Ship of Saturn

[u]Appearance:[/u] She's odd looking, to say the least. She likes to do her hair and makeup like she was some sort of Golden Age of Hollywood actress or at the very least, a cigarette girl from the time. She's always got a hypoallergenic non-toxic cigar (Gold Band brand, thank you) either in her hand or in her mouth. She always wears fancy earrings, as if badges to prove that she has clawed her way up to a nice life and a comfy salary, something a lot of Saturn Mining kids don't get. Her clothes are classic, tight black, the breathable material, of course, since piloting trigger-happy lunkheads is a bit stressful. Curvy, on the shorter end, and always wearing a smirk, Miora is someone who either amuses you or ticks you off. There is often no in between. [/center]

[u]Strengths:[/u] 
+ Smart as a laser whip
+ Fast reaction time
+ Stubborn as hell
+ Defensive fighting
+ Can run in heels
+ Resourceful

[u]Weaknesses:[/u]
- foul mouthed and foul tempered
- possessive and quick to punch people in the face
- suspicious of anyone who's job is using a gun
- rebellious at times
- somewhat arrogant
- wears non-regulation clothing
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[u]Personality:[/u] 
Brash, blunt and generally offensive to the more delicate sensibilities, she's got a foul mouth and she loves to get as colorful as possible. At most she has one big giant rule: do [b]not[/b] touch her stuff. She is rather possessive about the things she had earned in life, likes to take care of them, and does not appreciate other people messing them up, thank you very much.

[u]History:[/u] 
Being born of smugglers and distributors isn't uncommon when you come from the Saturn moon mining ships. And growing up in small quarters with subpar conditions is also rather normal in those ships. Everyone was taught either their parents' professions or they bug another crew member enough to apprentice. But to become a pilot... Miora was hardly expected to pass the test, much less become one of the finest pilots bred of the Saturn mining fleet. Of course her wild upbringing fed her wild card reputation among the more mature and level-headed pilot apprentices. But it was her fire and instinct that got her to where she is today with a more than generous salary and an amusing reputation as being someone to fearlessly punch any nose upturned at her. But once loyal to someone, it is tougher than steel to break. But cross her and you'll find her tongue is sharper than the teeth of a hellhound. Mama would be proud.

[u]Family:[/u] 
- Father, Ship Gunner, Illegal Smuggler
- Mother, Miner and Engineer, Illegal Distributor
- Sister, Miner and Scientist, Legal Straight-laced Goody Goody
- Sister, Ship Gunner and Miner, Illegal Smuggler 

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