[b]First Name:[/b] Kai
[b]Last Name:[/b] Malik
[b]Age (DOB):[/b] 26 (June 12th, 2490)
[b]Height:[/b] 6ft 2
[b]Weight:[/b] 230 lbs
[b]General Appearance:[/b]
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Kai is fairly physically intimidating, with a muscular physique and dark eyes. He's quite a good looking individual with an often wry smile on his face.

[b]Reason for being on the ship:[/b] He flies the gorram thing.

[b]Persuasion:[/b] Independant (Formerly Alliance)

[b]Military Service:[/b] Served the Alliance as a pilot until he grew sick of the bloodshed and went AWOL.

[b]General Skills[/b]: Kai's skills tend to be physical in nature. He's a talented fighter and is surprisingly nimble for a man his size, with lightning reflexes. He also has a mean left hook.

[b]Talents:[/b] Piloting. He's damn good at it too.

[b]Flaws:[/b] Kai freely admits that he ain't the smartest around. He's by no means stupid but anything that requires him to put a lot of thought into it? That's not Kai's area.

[b]Gear:[/b] Kai carries a gun more for appearances than anything else. He's not fond of using it. He also carries a knife, a personal Cortex terminal and a flask of some god awful alcohol hidden in his jacket.

[b]Personality Traits:[/b] Kai tends to be fairly quiet and soft spoken. He rarely raises his voice but when he does, he's really mad. He has been known to be somewhat overconfident in himself (especially his own attractiveness) but it's a quiet confidence. He doesn't brag or blow his own horn. He also tends to take on something of a big brother attitude to the rest of the crew. He's always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on and tries his best to make sure everyone is doing good.

[b]History:[/b] Flying was all Kai ever wanted to do. He wanted to soar free. As a child he would daydream about one day becoming a pilot. So much in fact that he rarely focussed on his school work. When he was old enough and after he had badgered his dad enough, the old man started giving him piloting lessons. Kai took to flying like a duck to water. He seemed born for this.

As he grew, Kai would spend as much of his free time as he could in his dads old junker of a shuttle...right up until he crashed it. It wasn't his fault though, that other ship came out of nowhere. Or at least that's what he told his dad. In truth, he had been trying to impress a pretty girl with some equally pretty flying.

Eventually, a slightly more mature Kai was recruited into the Alliance military where his natural talent for piloting was put to good use. For a while, Kai loved this gig. He got to fly every day and the ladies loved a man in uniform. But then the reality of war began to sink in.

Seeing people die every day...The endless bloodshed...This wasn't why he had joined up. He grew sick of seeing people die. On both sides. No longer willing to be a part of it all, Kai went awol. He ran from it all. But he was followed. The Alliance didn't much appreciate their people running out on them and eventually tracked Kai down. He was arrested and sentenced to time in prison.

Kai served his time, all the while growing embittered towards the alliance for the way they treated him. But he was eventually released back into the 'verse. Since then, Kai has been wandering, trying to find his place. Trying to fly free.