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[color=970195][sub][h2]Leora Edalyt[/h2]
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5'2" | 63kg | 36 Years | Bisexual

Birthplace: Luthiana

Callsign: 'Sheikh'
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[color=970195][sub][h2][b]P[/b]rofile[/h2][/sub][/color]
[sup][sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup][/sup][indent][color=970195][b][u]  Appearance  [/u][/b][/color]

[indent][color=Silver]Leora is exceptionally short for her age and stature, standing below the heights of most of her Rateia kinsman. More notable, however, is her paler skin, leaning towards a crystal white shading with a tint of blue sprinkled inside of its patches. Across her skin lays markings of apparently ceremonial meaning, yet looking into the Rateia history reveals that they are just decoration and serve no purpose other than to look pretty. Leora doesn't like to admit this, of course. Though, with her smaller size, her nimble appearance is easily unmatched to most of her fellow comrades, giving her the ability to slip in-between cracks of the Monolith without breaking a sweat. In addition to the skinny and petite composition of her arms, waist and legs, it becomes her star attraction. It's also rumoured that Leora uses her life savings to maintain a youthful look, despite only being 36 and not exactly at the Rateian ageing milestone yet.

Of course, her clothing can sometimes be as extravagant as her fluttering personality. Off duty she dresses as if there is always someone to impress, hoping to catch the eyes of maybe one or two one-night stand candidates. A mixture of golden flowing [url=https://www.iamag.co/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/remember-me-15.jpg]dresses[/url] bagged from her homeworld and some more [url=https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/b4c76750-9670-4361-9178-11bb62a3d285/d6al6t0-589939cc-ed33-4de9-8e90-db582f5dc1ea.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2I0Yzc2NzUwLTk2NzAtNDM2MS05MTc4LTExYmI2MmEzZDI4NVwvZDZhbDZ0MC01ODk5MzljYy1lZDMzLTRkZTktOGU5MC1kYjU4MmY1ZGMxZWEuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.Mu0I80e47p4wHHp1SVMAlCCUNCdOniOVrSMwzpOCAcw]casual styles[/url] are reserved for the down-to-earth sessions she has aboard the Atlas. After all, she sees herself as a fun-loving, fluttery personality and thus tries to further that personality through the artistic environment of her fashion.

On duty, however, she surprisingly adheres to the disciplinary dress codes and wears her assigned clothing as intended. Her communications [url=https://pm1.narvii.com/6164/dcf3fadd32f7b0ab5619fb2a11af64cc790e442d_hq.jpg]attire[/url] is slightly adjustable for the needs and environments she'd find herself within. Lengthened sleeves, different additional plating and even an assortment of utility straps allows her to function at peak capability whenever she feels like it. Not to say she doesn't take her job seriously, of course. Outside of the ship, which is a rare occurrence due to the nature of her role on the Monolith, Leora encases herself within the standard issue [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9d/9b/d7/9d9bd71bb719e744eb5b3bba8cb691e4.jpg]'Exterior Exploration Unit'[/url], a common Coalition protective suit for mostly non-combat specialised personnel aboard reconnaissance vessels, much like the Monolith.
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[indent][color=970195][b][u]  Personality  [/u][/b][/color]

[indent][color=Silver]Fascinated by the arts and performing capabilities of on-stage actors, the most notable hidden trait to Leora is her rather flamboyant appreciation for said artistic values. Even as a young spurt on Luthiana, Leora was surrounded by those who loved musical performances, Rateian films and all that sang out without a care. She became enthralled by the fantastic presentation of actors and actresses across the galaxy, seeking out her own collection of vid-docs, films and sometimes blacklisted setpieces for her to indulge within. Nowadays, some would admit that she had an obsession with films, spending a lot of her free time secretly watching them either on repeat or through extensive study. It's no doubt that she, herself, wants to make her own documentary or film within the coming years, and perhaps the Traveller Programme may be the inspiration or setting she needs to fulfil it. With that in mind, she is quite an avid photographer, going out of her way to snapshot every person behind their back, every scene outside in space and every platform that they get shat at on. If it creates excitement, then by the skin of her teeth she'll do it!

Within the line of duty though, there are some differences to how she acts. Sometimes Leora can come across as either impulsive or fluttery in her personality, sliding between being the kindest person on earth to grilling someone for tampering with her communications gear. Whilst she wasn't dedicated to any universal cause like most of the Andromeda volunteers, her escapist mindset has forced her to develop a dedication to her crew and potential friends she makes along the way. Focused on her job title, as if it would cost her a life not to, Leora is adamant about enforcing happiness around those she works with. If they aren't happy, she won't want to work with them too often. Though, this contradicts herself and creates her own unhappy understanding of the world, making her out to be an almost childlike representation of what was to come from her. Equally, she is invested in her own culinary skills. Having self-proclaimed a title of [i]Monolith Chef[/i], she holds a lot of pride in her vast, natural affinity for whipping up great meals for people she likes. Though sometimes those meals don't always come out the way she wants them to.[/color]
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[sup][sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup][/sup][indent][color=970195][b][u]  Role  [/u][/b][/color]

[indent][color=Silver]Senior Communications Officer - Self-proclaimed vid-recorder and cook[/color]
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[indent][color=970195][b][u]  Previous Branch  [/u][/b][/color]

[color=Silver]Luthiana Performing Artists - Mars noodle-bar chef - Tech-support in SolCom - Communications Sergeant in the U.A.F.[/color]
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[sup][sup][sup][hr][/sup][/sup][/sup][indent][color=970195][b][u]  Biography  [/u][/b][/color]

[color=Silver]A fledgling to no one special, Leora wasn't exactly an extroverted child. Surprising, considering her present attitude to life, she intended on spending her days in her room, picking up vids to watch and playing with toys just as any kid would. Leora wasn't interested in anything, nor did she find inspiration until only later in her childhood. Whilst binge-watching a collection of romance films Leora found in her father's footlocker, she ended up taking an immediate interest in how the camera work functioned. She didn't care for the grotesque story nor the rather questionable scenes that littered it all, and so she turned her childhood into one of cinematography and acting. Easily enough, she joined up with the Luthiana Performing Arts academy and served her time picking up the techniques she could use to achieve stardom. And then she didn't. After being expelled for allegedly deleting a rival student's coursework to stop them from getting a better grade, her impulsive narcissism was met only with a failing understanding of what to do next. Her family didn't take too kindly with her being expelled, and so she was told to find work elsewhere.

Well, what does a failed actress do when they are strapped for cash? Of course, they go into the consumer production of...noodles? Along with two friends she made on Luthiana, Leora found her way onto the human colony of Mars, joining as low-wage noodle bar cooks and counter-staff for several years. During that time, what started as a degrading job became more exciting as she took yet another interest in the actual culinary art of creating the perfect dish. In her shoddy apartment she'd mix around with different vegetables, fruits and meats from across the galaxy, most of which she had to steal from stockpiles to actually get a grasp on. She found a second calling in life: cooking. However once again, she found herself closed off from pursuing the career further in her established job after being fired for allegedly stealing two hundred kilograms of Albion-whale meat from her supplier to test at home with.

Struck with grief, Leora ended up travelling once more with what little money she had left. Pocketing herself into the trousers of many human and Rateian hitchhikers, the journey of her life was settled on roaming for temporary jobs and locating another source of stable income. Job after job, menial labour after menial labour, she was pressed onward without any sense of direction. Rekindling that childlike joy would relight during this time. Excited with her newfound life, she became carefree and [i]fluttery[/i], as some would describe it. Taking her time to learn more about the world, she eventually picked up something brand new when a recruitment officer came across her dumpster diving.

Within a year, she was within the U.A.F. It was a huge leap from the lowlife jobs she'd been scrounging at for a very long time. Proper showers and cleaning mechanisms; food and kitchens to die for! Oh she was in heaven! The U.A.F. was originally a controversial pick in her eyes, because she wasn't keen on joining the military of the Coalition, yet it was indefinitely the most fun she'd ever felt. Eventually, she rose into the ranks and entered a specialised field of communications equipment and data-handling. Frequently associating with other branches of the military, she spent her days transmitting messages, repairing and maintaining ship relay systems and even committing to a few space-walks to fix rusty old satellites for locals. Yet another passion had been unearthed. Once more, it was here that her disciplined and extreme drive came through. And as a Sergeant it was her duty to keep those below her in line. Tutoring the new recruits to be on her level was exciting. It made her feel important and loved by her peers, rather than being looked down upon for misconduct.

Finally, her 34th birthday came through and she heard the news. The Andromeda Project. A one-way trip beyond the stars and void between their galaxies to find life, settle a new world and forge their own path. Oh it was very enticing from the get-go, yet she wasn't really too keen on it herself. She was happy for once. Her life had taken a great settlement and she was finally enjoying what she did every day. Waking up was no longer a chore but a gift. Why would she trade something she loved for a potentially harmful and life-ruining experience?

Well in reality she did end up choosing to volunteer. Why? Someone promised her a position extremely similar to what she already had and offered to bypass her way to become a Class-3 entrant, giving her mid-tier control over her field of work. In doing so, she immediately put her name forward and was drafted into the waiting programme, preparing herself through vigorous training courses to keep her up to date with the communications technology that was going to be implemented onto their expedition. It was exciting, really. Not many people truly enjoyed her company at first but those she trained with did come around to her wits, style and peculiar manners of speech. Eventually, the day came for her to be put into cryosleep, and so she was. There wasn't much to say. It was going to be 700 years of sleeping, and who could argue with that. Everything was fine and dandy. And then someone woke her up and told her she'd have to become a traveller...[/color]

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[color=970195][b][u]  Field and On-Duty  [/u][/b][/color]

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[*]Exterior Exploration Unit - Communications Suit
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[*][url=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Nb8uPuqT28/UN4crc7sFsI/AAAAAAAAQZQ/tpHcd99y2Uc/s1600/TacPad_BOII.jpg]Tactical Notations Pad[/url]
[*][url=https://img00.deviantart.net/627d/i/2012/344/1/7/speedpainting_futuristic_smg_by_elderscroller-d5nm2rq.jpg]Saraga-Scattershot[/url]
[*][url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/546802855076429824/616439187138150400/unknown.png]Valkyrie Handgun[/url]
[*][url=https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/proxy/P5HqP4r5pm6LG2D4LP9Fgq30-fZBTrHohyWNEdjjloPIhCSWTU0rKYK3xu5FHAr1Kfx3Z7R4ie4Mcq9btIouqf43VjyP1_DhdTrE7FWZEkKKzBLYO67NPPOFrcXr_UDUOw62KTUHZMRKJJ3j8C8CQnij=s0-d]SolCom Enhanced Recording Device (SED)[/url]
[*][url=https://img2.cgtrader.com/items/899014/65c43dbd89/scifi-camera-drone-pbr-lowpoly-3d-model-low-poly-max-bip-obj-mtl-fbx-blend-unitypackage-prefab.jpg]Nazareth Telecoms Voice Recorder[/url]
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