Name: Miska Holbrata
Age: 24
Appearance: Miska is a powerful figure. Tall, strongly built and with predominate muscle. Her face is very sharp and angular, cheek bones popping out, a sharp jaw, a long, thick nose that's crooked from countless breaks, and shallow cheeks. Her eyes are beady and sunken. Despite all these features, she's a rather dashing woman. Her hair, from far back Zeltron in her family is a pink color and cut short to around her neck in the back where it's let very free, and to about the jaw on the sides. Two clots next to the ears curve in towards her face on either side. Her eyes are a beautiful green that sparks with intensity, her lips are full, lush and pink. Her hands and feet are large and her body is built for endurance and streamline, honed for battle. Over her arms and legs and minor scars that with time will heal. On her left buttock is a burn scar from an embarrassing accident and over the rightmost side of her lip is a large scar from a blade that reaches too far into her gear. 

Personality: Miska is a very by-the-books young lady. She dislikes anything that isn't done in its proper way. Overly obsessed with manners and cleanliness she is a total suck-up to higher ranks and rules with an iron fist over those below her, still coming off as stand-offish to her equals. She's an obnoxiously stubborn young lady who not afraid to speak her mind, in particular in a matter-of-factly tone or a loud one. That being said, much of this comes from being very worried about if she'll ever make it. Very focused and hard-working, she's perhaps too much so. She's a good soldier, in the long run, that's all that matters.

Bio: Miska was lived as a simple moisture farmer on a desert planet Ammon V. Her family barely scraped by and worked hard, her mother had been lost in the desert and a few fingers had been lost in their work. Things got worse when the rebel alliance came in. Though met with much praise and accepted even by the Holbrata they quickly grew to be nothing more than Brigands. The war they brought was unneeded and worsened conditions. Many of the rebels would force young men like Miska's brothers to take to arms or would take food, rooms, and valuables for their cause without permission. On occasion when they got their hands on Jawa juice the soldiers would get frisky with girls, which Miska purposefully hide from. Fortunately, when she was growing into a young lady at 12 she had been gifted with a take-over by the Empire, which was taken with open arms. Miska and many like her asked to join the forces as a rag-tag militia saving their world but instead were given a payment for farming and ordered to give a 10% of their crop to the army. With them, they eventually brought updated medicine, tools, weaponry, pesticides and more. Miska and a few other young ones still tried to be of service militantly as teens, however. On their first attempt, a group of 17 including herself tried to infiltrate and take over a small rebel encampment. The plan went horribly south and she watched as her friends bled to death before her before making a tactical retreat. It was then she learned to follow orders and earn her place in the war. When she was of age she enrolled in the Academy, and though at first, she seemed like she would not make it, through hard work and dedication she ended up passing with flying colors. Now, having seen the hardships of war and prepared for it, she awaits a chance to rise through the ranks.

Skills: In her studies, Miska learned several languages, most important ones being: Hutanese, Droid Binary, and Geonosian. In addition, she had learned much about battle tactics and their proper uses with various weaponry, and how to properly interrogate and negotiate. 

For more basic, useful skills, Miska is a great shot, her time shooing away vermin and later rebels from her farm gave her a keen eye for good shots. She's a good mechanic, as she had to learn to fix and adjust droids and her machinery, particularly after the Empire arrived. She is a very good hacker, having learned how to use computer spikes to open doors and access cameras and a mix of experience at home and paying attention in classes brought her to be a decent medical practitioner, though her work is nothing to a doctor.

Other: Miska prefers to be called by either her assigned number: XJ-24601 or as Private first class (E-3) Holbrata. She rarely allows herself to be seen without full uniform on and has refused to make any adjustments to her armor, keeping it in perfect condition down to waxing it almost religiously.