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[quote=Xalese Höl, to her co-pilot][color=FDCA6F][b]“You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re my partner? [i]You[/i]? I want a refund.”[/b][/color][/quote][/CENTER]
[h3]Personal Dossier[/h3][hr][sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Name[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Xalese Taala Höl[/indent]
[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Age[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]19[/indent]
[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Gender[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Female[/indent]
[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Origin[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Luytenia, Luyten System[/indent]
[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Appearance[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Xalese stands at around 5’3”, she’s shorter than some of her contemporaries at Taiyōtawa Academy, though she doesn’t think much about it. Her appearance resembles her homeworld of Luytenia with her hair being white like the snow-covered terrain and her eyes an icy gray-blue. Her build itself is well-toned, a testament to her childhood being dominated by education in military academy to military academy. Her composure is often reflective of disinterest and disdain, carrying herself with a sense that nothing going on around her is important enough to illicit a response. She rarely smiles or even scowls yet she carries weight with each step she takes. When she speaks people often listen due to how uncommon it is that she’d utter a response beyond factual observations.

Her attire when out of uniform is decidedly simple and conservative. She does not wish to stand out nor bring attention to her physical features. 
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[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Personality[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Ese is cold and abrasive, often looking like she has no interest in the conversations and people around her. Some people perceive this as a sharp arrogance given her bloodline. 

Such people who think that are morons. Ese could care less about who is better than who. She’s worked her entire life following orders and doing her best, not for some ill-conceived notion of being the best or living up to her parents but simply it is all she knows. She thinks people are stupid, loudmouths, and all sorts of thing but it has nothing to do with a prescient arrogance. She’s not arrogant, or even particularly confident. She just feels like there are certain personalities and traits she cannot stand. For her to speak up about it rather than ignore it would take a deal of pressure, though there are certain exceptions. When she feels that threshold reaching to a certain point she will turn from icy to downright bone-chilling. Despite her smaller stature and feminine appearance she can wield her presence like a weapon. Few people who have crossed her tend to want to illicit such reactions.

Still, she’s not needlessly prickly. She knows how to be pleasant, it’s just hard for her to be perceived as [i]nice[/i] by nature of her burying most of her emotions, anxieties, and vulnerabilities to where she doesn’t have to deal with them. 
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[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Background Information[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Xalese is the progeny of two Valkyrie-1 pilots by the name of Ilexander Höl and Taala Viranova. As such Xalese grew up as a child starstruck in wonder, looking up to her parents as she found herself stranded on the snow-capped surface of Luytenia, raised by her maternal grandparents. 

It would be an optimistic, albeit envious childhood up until the snow-haired girl was nearing her ninth birthday. The Battle for Sirius Prime was the largest gambit that the Confederacy took part in for years and while the battle was successful it came at the cost of “Geirdriful”, the Valkyrie of which her parents commanded. Joy was ripped from Xalese’s heart and her child-like admiration of the Valkyrie Program and the Confederacy as a whole was changed in an instant. Her parent’s funeral didn’t make things much better as speeches talking of their great sacrifice and how it was an honor to serve by their side were uttered by other pilots and the commanders who orchestrated them in an unwinnable gambit. Ese was [i]nine-years-old.[/i] She couldn’t contemplate tactical appraisal. All she knew was that it wasn’t fair.

Tollus Viranova, her grandfather, a former ICW pilot could only reinforce that point as she was told to pick herself up. If she was to avenge her parents or live by their memory she should swallow her melancholy and move forward. It was a cruel lesson to teach to a nine-year-old, but it was a lesson she came to know well when she was sent to a military boarding school with little time to grieve. Compartmentalizing her issues, Ese held onto her feelings of resentment as she buried anything resembling emotion. She came to believe that showing weakness was a flaw and that emotions were weaknesses. The drill instructors made sure to program that in her head. This did not change as she got older and moved to another academy for cadets. She remained quiet as she focused on aptitude and academics. The time she got off she spent back with her grandfather. She had no friends or other family that she knew of. She never resented her grandfather or the military academies she was sent to. Holding onto something her mother told her when she was seven she kept her goals in check; the words that echoed being “Everything in life is a teaching moment”.

Eventually her academics came to a fitting conclusion when her scores netted a cursory letter from Taiyōtawa Academy. With accreditation pointing toward ICW management and piloting she spent the first year alongside other notable cadets in her age bracket like Kalian Cyris II and Heres Konicek. Before the year was over the three of them were called up to meet with Dr. Prixmila Donati and before she knew it she was following in her parents footsteps training as part of a new generation of would-be Valkyrie pilots.

With her now paired with Heres she hopes in her second year to unravel what it means as it appears she and Heres are some of the only ones who had made the cut for the program in their group. Perhaps the new batch of first-years of the academy can bring a well-needed life to the program.

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[h3]Attributes & Other Information[/h3][hr][sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Coordinator Type[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]TC[/indent]
[sub][color=FDCA6F][b]Coordination Profile[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent][b]Awareness[/b] | ■■■■□
[b]Composure[/b] | ■■■□□
[b]Endurance[/b] | ■□□□□
[b]Instinct[/b] | ■■■■□
[b]Intellect[/b] | ■■■□□
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