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[b]Name:[/b] [color=lightblue]Lawrence, Kira[/color]
[b]Age:[/b] [color=lightblue]25[/color]
[b]Gender:[/b] [color=lightblue]Female[/color]
[b]Origin:[/b] [color=lightblue]Eden Prime[/color]

[b]Craft Specialization:[/b] [color=lightblue]Modified F-87 Aegis II Space Superiority Fighter[/color]
[b]Callsign/Codename:[/b] [color=lightyellow]Blondie[/color] 
[b]Kills:[/b] [color=lightblue]6[/color]

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[b]Psychological Analysis:[/b] [color=lightblue]Kira Lawrence, also once lovingly referred to as the 'Starchild of Eden Prime" was for lack of a better word a pilot prodigy. She is the daughter of the well respected Calvin Lawrence, a Colonel for Eden Prime's naval detachment -- the 207th Sentinel Reapers. Being from a military heritage, the pressure was on from a ripe young age and throughout her days in pilot academy. Kira did not disappoint, acing all her school work and excelling beyond expectations during field exercise. Her fame (or infamy) made her a house name for all aspiring pilots on Eden Prime, even making word to some of the most ranking officers in the Navy. During this period she behaved much in the way as her father did: cocky, stubborn and risquè with a cheeky humor that landed her on the bitter end of the brass. However, the similarity breaks there, for where Colonel Lawrence was always respected for the healthy relationships he developed with those in his squadron, Kira often allowed her natural piloting talents to cloud her judgment. Recce mission after recce mission she pushed her luck with dangerous maneuvers and formations throughout Varaxian infested space. Her luck finally ran out when her orders -- controversial to this very day and commonly quoted as cardinal grievances in the chain of command resulted in the death of her entire strike wing, with herself the lone survivor. She was stripped of her rank and thrown into military confinement while undergoing the full stretch of Navy justice under two charges:[/color]

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[*][color=lightcoral][i]Failure of conduct becoming of an officer.[/i][/color]
[*][color=lightcoral][i]Failure to provide the obligations begotten of an officer to his/her wing.[/i][/color]
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[color=lightblue]After a vicious legal cycle Kira was acquitted, much to the outrage to Navy brass and enlisted alike (many think her father's connections was what allowed this). Nevertheless the damage had been done, and the prodigy once code-named [color=lightgreen][i]Starchild[/i][/color] was transferred to the 17th Communications Batallion teetering a fringe world that rarely saw action. Her duties usually amounted to catching stray radio waves and the odd supply run. Kira fell quiet at this point, a shadow of her former self. Though she still maintains a sarcastic composure during her exchanges with familiar faces, her dark past had taught her to hold her tongue. Emotional reservation saves lives, and to stay quiet means not a wrong word spoken.[/color]

 
[b]Military Record:[/b] [color=lightblue]Right after graduation Kira was transferred to her father's regiment the 207th where she immediately took up the role of Pathfinder in Eden's highly renown reconnaissance division. Pathfinder’s were specialized wing sections whose primary focus was to establish intel ahead of the fighting fleet. They served secondary purposes as well such as linking navigation coordinates to bombardier cruisers, determining landing zones for drop pods when the Federation had boots on the ground, and guerrilla inspired tactics disrupting enemy communication lines. With such an emphasis on clandestine operations, Pathfinder's rarely amounted a numerous amount of kills. They were the Navy's eyes, not their gauntlet. Kira was the youngest Pathfinder ever commissioned, and while many had their doubts she consistently proved them wrong. Her daring formations and risky behavior rewarded her with a pristine mission success dossier (It was under her command several Varaxian transmissions were intercepted, saving countless of convoys from ambush). That is however up until her fall from grace.[/color]

[color=lightblue]Her tarnish came during a recce mission situated in the Veronius Delta, a quiet though strategically profound objective in galactic no-mans land. The Veronius Delta was unique in that it was unclaimed despite representing an excellent staging area for the Navy to launch future attacks. Kira's task was nothing short of what she had been doing for any of her past missions: identify nav-points and relay signature coordinates to command. The Veronius Delta was different however, for the Pathfinder to navigate that quadrant would essentially set a spearhead assault against Varaxian occupied space. It was, as far as she was concerned, a chance to permanently etch her name in Navy memorandum. She pushed onward with a recce team of seven including herself despite the constant warnings from her superiors about a Varaxian strike patrol heading into their vicinity. Even her 2IC begged her to consolidate, but once again she refused. It was inevitable fact that they would soon get surrounded, and Kira, the only survivor barely escaped with her life.[/color]

[color=lightblue]Her duties in the 17th Batallion were extremely limited. She was restricted from flying combat aircraft, only ever piloting communication and signal pods to and from relay vessels. After a year of this the 17th superiors deemed her fit to transfer to a craft repair division where she learned a bit of the trade from enlisted blue-collars. While her edge may have dulled her past accolades still remark on her talent as a pilot, but it was to say the least. Kira had finally achieved a modicum of self respect with the 17th and was perfectly content with maintaining a career there. Strangely enough, after finally getting settled in her superiors had told her she was to be transferred to the 144th Direwolves.[/color]

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Here she is [@vietmyke].

Cheers everybody.