[hider=Niobe V’nyza] [center][img]https://i.ibb.co/rHXywJR/niobe-chiss-slicer.png[/img] [img]https://i.ibb.co/tHkdyD1/niobe-name.png[/img] [/center] [b][color=80c0e1]Alias:[/color][/b] Niobe V’nyza [b][color=80c0e1]Actual Name:[/color][/b] [color=ed1c24][b]::CLASSIFIED::[/b][/color] [b][color=80c0e1]Species:[/color][/b] Chiss [b][color=80c0e1]Gender:[/color][/b] F [b][color=80c0e1]Age:[/color][/b] 19 [b][color=80c0e1]Cover Occupation:[/color][/b] Slicer / Tech / Holoforger [b][color=80c0e1]Actual Occupation:[/color][/b] Imperial Operative - specializes in network security and counterintelligence. [b][color=80c0e1]Apparel:[/color][/b] Form-fitting street attire by the younger “alternative” crowd standards within the Undercity, in mostly unremarkable colors while undercover, which could consist of a jacket with many small and hidden pockets, dark gray cargo capris, and black boots that are light and durable for physical activity, reinforced sole for grip on various surfaces. [b][color=80c0e1]Weapons:[/color][/b] ▷[i][url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/1/1d/A180_-_DICE.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/640?cb=20161208010124]A180 Blaster Pistol[/url] which she has since customized, and stores in her apartments lockbox.[/i] ▷ [i]Small vibroknife: Concealed within jacket interior pocket. Claims to be used as a "techie tool".[/i] [b][color=80c0e1]Equipment:[/color][/b] ▷ [i]Wrist datapad - pulls up holos for system diagnostics and/or slicing.[/i] ▷ [i]Data Spikes (Slicer Gear)[/i] ▷ [i]Data Breaker (Slicer Gear)[/i] ▷ [i]Small Techie Toolkit (rear tool pouch)[/i] [b][color=80c0e1]Skills:[/color][/b] ▷ [i]Low Light Vision: Chiss can see twice as far as a normal human in poor lighting conditions[/i] ▷ [i]Above average dexterity.[/i] ▷ [i]Athletic[/i] ▷ [i]Photographic memory[/i] ▷ [i]Systems programming, slicing, and repair knowledge.[/i] ▷ [i]Hologram forging[/i] [b][color=80c0e1]Imperial Academy Combat Training:[/color][/b] ▷ [i]Small firearms handling and cleaning[/i] ▷ [i]Close-quarter melee training (small blades)[/i] ▷ [i]Unarmed combat[/i] [b][color=80c0e1]Flaws:[/color][/b] ▷ [i]Obsessive Compulsive Disorder: She likes things the way she likes things, and there is very little you can do to dissuade her otherwise.[/i] ▷ [i]Nightmares: New or recurring, usually dealing with her time in training, or perhaps something near-traumatic that happened while undercover. Either way, it makes it tough to get a decent night’s rest, which in-turn causes fatigue unless taken care of.[/i] ▷ [i]Painkiller addiction: After a serious training accident, her dependency became greater.[/i] [b][color=80c0e1]Personality:[/color][/b] Niobe is quiet, polite, courteous, and well spoken in her mannerisms, yet fairly reserved when not being spoken to directly. Overall, she exudes confidence in her work life, but never attempts to flaunt or boast, leaving the accolades for others to revel in. However, don’t ever mistake her friendly disposition with weakness, as she will quickly remind you otherwise. Generally she has a good relationship (both business and casual) within Imperial Intelligence and amongst her contacts in the Undercity. However, she does have trust issues at times, especially with those she feels are not quite up front with her, and along the corrupt landscape, that could be a very long list. [b][color=80c0e1]Goals:[/color][/b] Her primary objective, given by Imperial Intelligence since day one, was to find and expose Rebel threats to those corporations under Imperial influence on Coruscant. [b][color=80c0e1]Backstory:[/color][/b] If you were to ask Niobe about her career path as a child, she would have responded with a simple, "Control", as that had been the mentality of her people for as far back as the Chiss have been in existence. And of course, with the [i]Ascendency[/i], it allowed them full control of just about anything imaginable within their own governing areas. But what had been the most difficult for the young girl growing up on Coruscant to loyalist parents who lived only by the strictest rules for child upbringing, was the lack of freedom that came with said control. She felt the call to go beyond the sight of what her mother and father could see, and perhaps be so much more. It was the year 23 BBY, and [i]Kyrsi[/i], the sole child of a Chiss couple living on Coruscant was born, albeit, living under the guidance of her people’s laws and customs, but carefully watched and scrutinized by top Imperial echelons who controlled many corporate entities on the planet. Her parents -both science and technology professionals- first traveled from the Unknown Regions to Coruscant years prior to help establish security protocols within the Corporate Sector, specifically those companies that held Imperial interests. Along with their daughter, the family had privileges most alien races did not have within most territory that the Empire had vested shares, namely educational institutions, medical care, and exploratory sectors. So with that, the child had the best education offered on Coruscant, which coupled history-rich Chiss culture and the highest of Imperial standards. In a word, she was slowly being indoctrinated into an Empire she knew little about. Fast-forward many years, as the Clone Wars and various skirmishes throughout the galaxy come and go, and the beginning of what was considering the new Galactic Empire begins to reform societies everywhere. Whispers of warriors called “Jedi” spring up and are then snuffed out by opposing forces, making much of the younger generation to believe they are but a myth. At about this time, Kyrsi, well into late adolescence, decided to join the Imperial Navy, if for no other reason, than to escape her narrow-minded parents. However, being a simple science and technology major would not have done her aptitude justice, as test scores indicated a career within the Intelligence branch of the Navy was a sure thing, specifically within the network security and counterintelligence divisions. However, as with all new recruits, she still had to go through basic training and survive long enough for weeks or months on end before they would even consider moving on to the next phases. Time passed, and while the young Chiss adapted exceptionally well to the mental and psychological exercises and challenges, the physical aspects of her training gave her quite a hard time, but regardless, she pushed through well enough. Being one of the very few alien races -and the only Chiss- in her class, peer pressure and adversity sprung up as it typically would in an otherwise xenophobic environment. The Empire had its positive and negatives, but the people within were somehow led to believe that humanity was the superior race, which, as you could imagine, sowed discourse within the ranks. If being a woman in a male-dominated field wasn’t tough enough, being a blue-skinned woman with red glowing eyes certainly didn’t help the situation. But regardless, past the name-calling, the whispers just out of earshot, and constant public humiliation, Kyrsi graduated at the top of her class with honors in the security and intelligence fields, and was the last to laugh at many of her classmates misfortunes. Small victories were still victories after all. The inevitable happened, and she was placed within one of corporations her parents worked for, tasked with overseeing the network security division, which protected Imperial interest from the prying eyes of outsiders. As a byproduct, both slicing and holoforging was an essential skill acquired during her training in order to understand what it was she was trying to protect the Empire from. As attempts to penetrate several Imperial controlled corporations became more widespread, at eighteen years of age, the Chiss specialist was chosen to go into deep cover in the Undercity to find the sources, report them, and take care of the issue from within. She was then given a new identity, a CorSec criminal record, list of contacts and assets to use, and essentially, a new life to live within the belly of Coruscant contracted as a "tech specialist" for a few nightclubs. It has been one year. [/hider]