[hider=The Cook][h1][color=green]Payne[/color][/h1] [hr] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/7e/66/57/7e6657ea63d6016fe3f0b529a57a25c8--for-d-the-chef.jpg[/img] [hr] [color=green][h1]Age[/h1] 22 [h1]Species[/h1] Urhusasja (Rukhkah Native) [h1]Profession[/h1] Cook / Bartender [h1]Personality[/h1] Payne is a down-to-earth, reliable, and generally peaceable fellow. He tends towards patience, and careful consideration of his choices, before deciding what to do. He enjoys the company of others, but expects most people to be alienated by how different he is to them. Payne also enjoys feeding people, sating their hunger, and creating a cozy atmosphere. Given the choice, he'd settle down in a nice civilized part of space, and probably open a tavern of some sort. Given the circumstances, Payne doesn't fear death, but if it's inevitable, he'd like to make the journey as comfortable as he can. Payne has no tolerance for naysayers and nihilists, and he's a perpetual optimist. In his heart, he believes that if he could show everybody in the galaxy what it means to share tasty food around a warmly lit table with friends, that there would be no more war. And while his ultimate goal would be to make everybody happy, he has no qualms with using violence to put an end to those who terrorize others. He especially thinks poorly of large organizations, because he has a paranoia about them being inherently controlling and manipulative of lesser peons in any given society. [h1]Biography[/h1] Time long ago, Payne was just makin' his way through life on Rukhkah, minding his own business. Unfortunately he got tangled up with one of the friends he probably shouldn't made, who convinced him to go catch a ride through the magma pillars. Suffice to say, he had to be dragged over, and when they actually managed to blast free out onto the surface, Payne was just about ready to turn right back around and find a way back below the surface. Unfortunately, at this point his concern for his friend outweighed his need to return home, and so when this intrepid Urhusasja found an ancient ship and decided to try and make it work, Payne reluctantly joined him, assuming that the two of them would be trudging back to the caves in a few minutes after the inevitable disappointment. Then, the ground began to shake. Normally, underground this was no real issue, save perhaps for falling rocks and earth and such. However, the source of the earthquake was an erupting volcano, directly above them. Needless to say, Payne was much more interested in getting the ship to fly, and miraculously, they managed it. Too well in fact, when the FTL drive engaged before they were out of the atmosphere. Before they even had a trajectory. Payne and his companion, catapulted out into space. Which would be worse? Being stranded with no fuel? Or... Arriving right in the middle of a space battle. No shit. But that's another story entirely. The long and short of it was that Payne ended up separated from his friend on the Qari side, and was quickly swept aside as the battle raged on. The humans were thrown off-guard, and unintentionally Payne and his companion had won the battle for the Qari, at least, that particular skirmish. The Qari intended to off-load the strange alien on the nearest habitable world they came across but immediately after the battle, they were called back to Nirola, heeding the call of one particularly demanding Captain. Payne managed to convince the officer of his ability to assist the Qari Military, and in doing so, succeeded in procuring a new life. He was never entirely certain where his companion had ended up, but Payne being the optimist he was, assumed he'd gotten out of things okay. He started as a lowly servant, cleaning the ship, and eventually made his way into the kitchen staff, where over the course of long months he managed to show his proficiency for cooking, bartending, and general Martha Stewart-ing. The head chef took him on, and began to show him all the facets of culinary tradition, especially when they would stop off for regular visits to foreign or alien planets, with unique dishes. Payne also began mixing drinks, and became so accomplished at this that he began to run an in-ship bar for those of the crew who wanted to unwind after a long shift. The crew nicknamed it the Payne Locker, owing to both the irony of their bartender's name, and the fact that Payne literally kept much of his stock in an unused locker. As it soon became clear that Payne was a fixture of the ship, the crew, and the Qari Military, he made a bold move, and asked sincerely to be given a rank and position in the military proper, even under the acting role of chef. After much consideration, and sampling of Payne's delightful mixed drinks, it was decided that the Urhusasja could be granted a lowly rank, but a rank nonetheless, so long as he continued to serve the Qari military loyally, and with distinction. Thus procuring the necessary wages to actually truly invest in his passion, Payne purchased a very high-end matter analysis gauntlet, and a needlessly expensive cleaver, which he intended to hang on a wall and show off to guests. So expensive were these two items, that most of the backpay that Payne was granted was spent on these items, but Payne didn't mind overly much. After all, he'd heard word that they were setting course for a new planet, filled with new ingredients, new opportunities to experiment with the culinary art form! He'd resolved to go on expeditions and perhaps make use of his newly acquired tools, seeing as they might be useful should his guides prove less than knowledgeable about the environment they found themselves in. Little did he know... [h1]Equipment[/h1] [h2]Primary Weapon[/h2] Renalthis Metal Cleaver, a type of metal that never needs to be sharpened, due to futuristic forging techniques, can be used to perform most any action that requires a keen edge, or just an edge in general. Payne tends to make use of it whenever somebody challenges him in the kitchen. [hider=Payne's Pain-Maker][img]http://i.imgur.com/uAFSXef.jpg[/img][/hider] [h2]Gadget[/h2] Matter Analyzer, a one-size-fits-all glove that allows the wearer to analyze matter. Much of the technology is hidden in the glove itself, as it is a marvel of miniaturization, however the basic mechanism allows the wielder to identify chemical composition, possible reactants, properties both physical and chemical, interactions with an individual's anatomy and even acts as a compendium, storing previously recorded information to be accessed at the user's pleasure. As a general rule, the longer the glove has to analyze something, the more in-depth the analysis can become. The glove is also solar-powered, and can perform analysis through direct/short distance (faster) or long-range/indirect contact (slower). The glove has an inner ear component for only the user to hear from, as well as a speaker for less discreet sharing of analysis results. [hider=Payne's Swiss Army Knife][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/27/4b/e8/274be8b5495067bb0cc1305817432992.jpg[/img][/hider] [h1]Relationships[/h1] Payne has solid relationships with the crew of the ship, owing to his running of a speak-easy type bar called The Payne Locker. He also formed a strong and eventually friendly relationship with the head chef, who was kind enough to give Payne the reins when they parted ways. Other than that, Payne is acquainted with the Officer who allowed him to board the ship in the first place, but the relationship itself is paper thin. [h1]Other[/h1] In The Kitchen Theme - Smokestack Lightnin' - Howlin' Wolf [youtube]https://youtu.be/Cc9asVO68Lk[/youtube] Barkeeping Theme - One Scotch, One Bourbon, One Beer - Amos Milburn [youtube]https://youtu.be/RZrP18m0lFo[/youtube] Payne's Theme - Let The Good Times Roll by Ray Charles [youtube]https://youtu.be/Lk4iOmb-osk[/youtube] Payne has a plethora of knowledge about galactic cuisine, as well as the bevvy of beverages that are consumed from system to system. He's learned from some of the best chefs around the galaxy, and he's as competent as they come. He also professes to make a secret sauce for which there is no equal, and as of yet, everybody agrees; It's awful. Luckily, he only gives people who don't know that a chance to try it, as he continues to experiment with his recipe for the sauce. Payne has a spice rack he wears on his shoulders, which also contains many assorted ingredients and flavour enhancers which can be transported in large quantities of little to no weight. He does procure all his fresh ingredients, well, fresh, however his back-rack, so to speak, can hold an impressive amount of contents and may even be able to help if the medic requires a certain herb or medicine, depending on its assortment of uses. Payne tends to also carry around the rudimentary tools needed to make a basic meal. He's got enough of skill with his hands to work some of the tools he needs out from raw materials, but for example, there's no good replacement for a nice cast-iron pot. The eccentricities, and the rare things, are the tools Payne holds onto hardest. [/color][/hider]