[center][color=gray][color=darkkhaki][b]Name:[/b][/color] Tech Sergeant Kana Belgaran
[color=darkkhaki][b]Species:[/b][/color] Human
[color=darkkhaki][b]Age:[/b][/color] 29
[color=darkkhaki][b]Planet of Origin/Birth:[/b][/color] Uslam
[color=darkkhaki][b]Force Sensitive:[/b][/color] No
 
[color=darkkhaki][b]Appearance:[/b][/color]
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[color=darkkhaki][b]Skills/Abilities:[/b][/color]
[b][color=white]Imperial Academy -[/color][/b] Kana attended an Imperial Academy before the uprising on Uslam. During that time, Kana was a promising cadet that was on the fast track to becoming an Imperial Officer. She has advanced training and a keen tactical sense. The academy has done well to inform Kana of their protocols and how to exploit them. She is no stranger to imperial technologies and will often be the one called to handle it.
[b][color=white]Tech Expert -[/color][/b] Kana is savvy with technology and knows her way around almost any piece of tech that crosses her path. If something is unfamiliar, it wont take long for Kana to figure it out.
[b][color=white]Communications Officer -[/color][/b] Kana is the platoon's comms officer and it is her job to relay orders both inbound or outgoing. She is also charged with deciphering Imperial comms traffic and providing both intelligence and counter intelligence on the field.
[b][color=white]Multilingual -[/color][/b] Kana is versed in several different languages thanks to her training within the Imperial Academy. This works hand in hand with her comms operation in that she can effectively speak to people of varying species and listen in on non-human imperials.
[b][color=white]"I'm calling in a favor!" -[/color][/b] During her time in the Academy, Kana had made many ties with her peers. While many of them are scattered to every corner of the galaxy, Kana hopes that one day she might be able to link up with one of her contacts on the field and ask a favor of them. Whether she will ever bump into one or if they can even be trusted is unknown, Kana hopes that luck is on her side if it ever happens.

[color=darkkhaki][b]Equipment:[/b][/color]
A280 Blaster Rifle
DH-17 Blaster Pistol
8" VibroKnife
Standard rebel protective equipment
Emergency personal first aid & survival kit
Long Range Comms Backpack
MacroBinoculars
2x Thermal Detonators
Kana foregoes for the bulky blast helmet and wears a boonie hat instead.

 
[color=darkkhaki][b]Psychological Profile:[/b][/color]
Kana is level headed and quick thinking, often the first one to seize an advantage and exploit it. She has a deep hate toward the empire and will shoot first and then ask the questions after. She usually keeps one ear on her radio equipment at all times so that she can feed her team with the necessary information needed to triumph. While she is a gritty foot soldier, Kana is regarded to be one of the smartest members of the platoon which might be attributed to her academy background before the uprising on Uslam. Her tactical sense and 'take-charge' attitude may have put her on the path to command, but for now she's completely content with being the eyes and ears of her platoon. While the originals of the regiment know and trust Kana, newcomers are always shocked to hear she had an imperial background; because of this, Kana prefers to keep that information away from newcomers but she wont hide it if the topic comes up.

[color=darkkhaki][b]History:[/b] [/color]
"I was thirteen years old when I was drafted into the Imperial Academy for training. There was no choice for me as I was taken from my parents' arms and sent off to the other side of the planet, never to see them again. There was a sort of resentment in my heart for the empire after that, I never asked to be a soldier. I never wanted to fight in this damn war. But it's funny... The empire sure does know how to push propaganda and it gets to you, makes you think that the training is just and that my soldiery would benefit the galaxy. I was like the rest of the other thirteen year old drones that they abducted from their parents. I was a cadet learning what it was to be a soldier to fight for our emperor on far flung worlds.

Thing was, I was pretty good at this training. At seventeen I was among the top five in the squad. My marksmanship wasn't one-hundred percent but my knowledge around a piece of tech and my ability to listen to different things at once impressed my officers. One night, storm troopers woke the five of us up while the rest slept, and we were quietly marched to another section of the academy. We were being 'graduated' into the next level where the rest of our squad couldn't make it to. The five of us were being put through special training that had us coughing up blood every night. I kept my resolve though, knowing that they wouldn't let us die during this training, they had put their resources into us.

Turned out I was wrong... Chase, the best of the five of us, collapsed from exhaustion during one of our training exercises. We weren't allowed to help him, the storm trooper medic didn't flinch as he died on the ground. After the four of us watched him die, our officer came to us and said that we were only an eighth the way through the training, and it wasn't guaranteed that we'd make it out alive; but that's what we were 'signed up for'. We all changed on that day, and the bond between the four of us grew stronger because of it.

We had graduated the program when we were twenty years old. The four of us were each assigned to different special units across Uslam to maintain order and covertly snuff resistance where it sparked without even a word spoken. I was a member of the 7th Ops Team, 101st Trooper Legion (*cough [@Howler] *cough*). I didn't even last one mission. How could I? The first underground cell we were sent to destroy was being run by my parents, but before I could even say anything, my team gunned them all down. That small amount of resentment that lingered in my heart since I was thirteen ignited into a passionate hate and I turned my blaster on my team, killing them before they had a chance to realize what was happening.

After that, I was lost. I didn't what to do, I had nowhere to go, no parents no academy, I had no idea where my friends from the academy had gone, they might as well have been on Tatooine or some other planet I'd never see. I knew one thing though, that I hated the empire for taking me and pointing me at my own parents, and for that, I had a common interest. Dismantle the empire, and I knew the people who'd help me do it. My face was on wanted posters all across the damn planet, wanted for killing her comrades in arms and treason. While I was chasing ghosts, the ghosts were busy chasing me. I was found by the Uslam rebel cell as I was sleeping in a mountain not far from a small community. After explaining, they took me with them.

It took a long time before the rebels trusted me. To them, I was an imperial who was brainwashed to enforce their ideals. Maybe they were right but there's no easier way to break from those thoughts than watching those ideals mow down your parents. Thankfully, my willingness to disclose sensitive information closed the gap and I was soon one of the rebels. The Uslam rebels trusted me and I was a valuable member on their team. Once we had gathered enough manpower and intel to take the fight to them in the open, we did and we succeeded. We had liberated Uslam!

None of us were prepared for when they came back in a force that nearly tripled ours. I'm amazed we even made it out alive... But now we're homeless and there's fewer and fewer of us every time we get our boots in the mud. I haven't achieved my goal to dismantle the empire, so I'm not going to rest until that's done. I'm glad that my goal isn't unique to me, and that others are willing to fight by my side to see the same end."

[color=darkkhaki][b]Yes, and:[/b][/color]
"I don't know why Jubali is even here. We're an outfit of warfighters with nothing left but to fight wars and here she is scared shitless of combat. I guess she has her reasons, but she kills imperials apparently for a good time, which gives me the creeps in a sense. I always get this weird feeling from her, like she's more than meets the eye. I've heard about the jedi when I was in the academy, that they attempted a coup against the emperor and that they had seemingly supernatural talent. I wonder if those feelings I'm getting from Jubali are the ones that the jedi gave off. *shrug* Whatever, I'm paid to fight the empire not ask questions about an extinct ideology."[/color][/center]