Name: Camille Stokes

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Physical Description: Standing roughly 5'6, Camille is slightly above average height for a female. Her hair is a dark chocolate brown and mostly straight, hanging about to her waist. She has a rounded face with hazel brown and green eyes, rounded eyebrows, a straight, proportional nose and full lips. She is buxom with an average frame and pallid skin. Her arms are covered in small freckles and moles, and while her left hand ends in a normal hand with long, slender fingers, her right arm ends at the elbow. Attached to this is a bionic prosthetic that perfectly replicates an arm similar to her left down to matching finger sizes. The material is clear, revealing the inner workings of a metal skeletal structure and digits with colored wires running like veins up the arm. The forearm has a removable panel where the power cell is located. Her suit has turquoise patches, otherwise standard issue.

Special Skills: She shows a proficiency with electronics, assembling and disassembling, and computer usage. Her bionic right arm is powerful, and if she doesn't operate it with finesse, can crush things easily.

Profession: Uncertain

History: Uncertain

Personality:
BEHAVIOR
In the short time Camille has been awake, she's been known for an irreverent and often gallows sense of humor. She has an almost off-putting ability to simply accept the current situation seemingly without the token amount of panic, immediately delving into planning, reaction, and suggestion or direction as necessary. She embraces and builds off the current reality, disinterested in unproductive speculation if there is or can be no practical solution or plan for it.

INTERPERSONAL
Camille is a friendly and compassionate person with a crude and sometimes cutting sense of humor, a crewman who embraces the crew and goes out of her way for them. She tends to be very forthcoming about her thoughts, opinions, and recommendations, but she doesn't flinch if her plans aren't the one followed. In short, she has the opinionated directness of a leader, but total indifference about assuming such a position.

ALONE
Camille suffers from bouts of paranoia when alone which she finds unsettling, up to and including irrational feelings of panic. She has a heightened startle response as well. In short, she's far from her typical facade of in-control and directed calmness. She seeks to be surrounded by the crew for that reason, even opting to sleep in common areas when she can get by with it. She avoids isolation, and she also avoids the dark, although she's not entirely certain where her aversions come from.