[hider=Lucile J. Lumiere]Name: Lucile J. Lumiere
Nickname(s): Lucy / Luci
Age: 27
Gender: Female design
Sexuality: Bi
DOB: October 21, 2090
Nationality: French

[hider=Appearance]On their own, Luci stands at 5'10 and is typically clad in gloved turtlenecks and short pleated skirts, rocking classic converse (on red, one blue) with mid-thigh socks. Occasionally wears faux-fur lined hoodies when not on the job, the sleeves sectioned off half way to their elbows.
Luci enjoys the sometimes arguably inappropriate fashion considering the captain's seriousness about the job, though they are self conscious of their joints, knuckles and seams. Doll-like hinges and splits down their arms, legs and back as well up from their jaw and past cheekbones before disappearing around their hairline. Such slight but distinct features betray their artificial body.
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[Hider=exosuit]Lucy's exosuit stands at 6'2. The single eye's readings combine with the visor's HUD to offer a display as if it wasn't there, offering scanner feedback. Compensators accentuate the strength of its wearer, custom fitted for Lucy's current frame which sports nearly inhuman capabilities on its own. Four external shielded battery units power the suit's thrusters and gyroscopic balancing units as well as other standard functions save for life support.
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Personality: Though Luci's previous military deployment is a wash of black lines, it's become clear in a number of instances that they are likely [i]not[/i] an android, strictly speaking. Materialistic and even mildly spiritual, Luci can be highly illogical at times when little is at stake. They behave with teasing affection and self-awareness to the point of playing dumb as a method of disengaging from conversations or intentionally irritating individuals for reasons implied by the former trait. However, Luci is still first and foremost professional regarding their work and role, though impulsive at times, they mean well...an admirable rarity of a behavior coming from a 'robot'. Such qualities like loyalty and tasking carry over, though not without their personal take.
Enjoys hard copies of books and logic puzzles, especially riddles or bad jokes. Though they have an interest in cooking, their design is more tuned to pilot surgery subroutines than kneed dough, measure ingredients and other small but simple things that frustrate Luci to no end...as if they're not used to living in their own body. Their demeanor uncommonly dips in ways simulating depression, though they enjoy the idea of exploring the galaxy and its worlds, so it becomes difficult for Luci to stay negative for very long. 

Position on The Condor: Field Medic (Explorer/Doctor cross equipped for severely hazardous environments)

[u]Skills[/u]
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[*] Thoroughly versed in human and registered alien anatomy to the extent of treating even severe trauma.
[*] Lightly knowledgeable in regards to human and registered alien pathogen susceptibility and treatment.
[*] Physically formidable - machine reflexes and decades of technological sophistication combined make Luci a small jack of trades in the physical department.
[*] Military training - small arms training, close-combat takedowns, squad tactics. Their appearance betrays this well oiled but retired machine of warfare.
[*] Artificial anatomy - No air required. Internal maceration breaks down consumed carbon material for fuel when UV light or a jack into a sophisticated power source is unavailable.  
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Years on The Condor: 2 (since the 'incident' resulting in redeployment)

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