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[center][i]"Silence is golden. Duct tape is silver."[/i][/center]
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[color=darkorange][sub]N A M E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Jago Deckkard[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]G E N D E R : [/sub][/color] [sub]Male[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A G E : [/sub][/color] [sub]52[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]O C C U P A T I O N  : [/sub][/color] [sub]Captian of the Lunar Veil[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A P P E A R A N C E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Jago stands at an imposing 6’0 at 210 pounds and looks like a man who never stops lifting weight a day in his life. Even at his age he is nothing but hard lines and muscles. His formerly chestnut hair and beard have long turned grey, which he keeps neat, trim, and short. Jago prefers simple but sturdy dark-colored clothing.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]H O M E  P L A N E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Ezra, Ruby[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]S K I L L  S E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Being a life long mercenary Jago is skilled appropriately. Pistols, Rifles, and shotguns are his forte. He also has skills with using various ordinances and relevant tech. He's of an age where after years of work and war he has picked up and few electric skills that venture a bit out of his profession.The weird being hin being a profession in knitting and crochet.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]E Q U I P M E N T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Various guns, explosive devices, his ship (yes that his ship), some odd bit of tech, and a bag full of yarn, crochet hooks, and needles.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/sub][/color][sub]Jago is nice enough. Smile play nice with a client and get the job. The fact is though Jago is a no-nonsense kind of guy which make him colder than he actually is. He doesn't wear his heart on his sleeve, he is very private about his crew and his life, and is not big on the idea of that campfire bonding crap. Like most people in his profession actions speak louder than words and it often can take time for him to warm up and show a ‘kinder’ side, you earn your place. Once you’re crew, you’re good in Jagos book. You just won’t know it till he plugs the guy about to shoot you full of slugs.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]B I O : [/sub][/color] [sub]Jago is a survivor. His life story is really as simple as it gets. A kid on the street, mostly raised by his mother and grandmother who got into trouble a lot, straightened out, joined the military, hated it, and when it was his time he cycled out. He fell in with mercs, the pay was way better, less bureaucracy and the people had fewer sticks up their ass. They also had a much more family-like mentality. He considered himself lucky.

He got older, greyer, and started thinking about retirement. Merc work was a young man’s game anyway and he was definitely not young anymore. Rather than find a plot of land, house, and picket fence … he bought a ship. Called some friends. Pulled a crew together. Merc may be a young man’s game but this salty dog couldn’t standstill. Not yet at least.

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[row][cell]Jago Deckkard[/cell][cell]I like me very much thank you.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Tim Casey[/cell][cell]The only nice guy nice guy I like.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Enid Prichard[/cell][cell]We have a lot in common that's why we get along so well.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Vas Jat[/cell][cell]Were good so long as he never cooks again.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Serena Jat[/cell][cell]Somtime you take the good with the bad. At least she's useful. Most of the time.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Kinneas Reed[/cell][cell]He buys his own shampoo.[/cell][/row]
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[center][i]"The cruelty is the point."[/i][/center]
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[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=liPu1_aPH5k[/youtube]
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[color=darkorange][sub]N A M E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Vas Jat[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]G E N D E R : [/sub][/color] [sub]Male[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A G E : [/sub][/color] [sub]19[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]O C C U P A T I O N  : [/sub][/color] [sub]Jo Long Assassin[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A P P E A R A N C E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Vas stands at 6’1 and 175 pounds. He is slim, lean, and very well muscled, having spent his life as a disciplined combatant. Often it’s easy to forget, given his height and physic, he is still a teenager. He is a mutt of the universe, with mocha skin, a straight nose, and bright blue almond-shaped eyes. Vas still has a youthful boyish face with some roundness to cheeks that have not yet matured. His hair is straight and black styled into a war hawk. Vas has an elaborate Japanese-style tattoo that covers his back. It consists of a highly detailed eastern dragon coming down from clouds of sakura and wisteria blossoms, with some of the flowers cresting to his shoulders.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]H O M E  P L A N E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Santos, Silverton[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]S K I L L  S E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Vas is a fully trained assassin, and while he knows how to use various guns his more of a melee fighter. He is a trained Shaolin monk in the five animal styles, which he expanded to include the Dragon form. He knows how to use and manufacture various poisons and tranquilizers. Beyond that Vas is surprisingly well-read and knows proper etiquette (he just finds there is rarely a call for it) and can garden. Lastly, Vas can not cook. If it's in not soup (which might barely be edible), in a can or premade … it is basically poison and a crime against humanity in a plate. He can bake cookies but that is about all he can do. [/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]E Q U I P M E N T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Vas pride and joy is a Jian style sword with no tassel, black and silver inlay grip with a green jade crossguard and an etched blade. He owns a dragon scale armoire, it’s thin and flexible and can easily be worn regularly under a shirt. He owns a variety of blades, tools, and poisons. He owns a tablet loaded with a variety of books. When on duty for the Temple Vas uses and black Kitsune mask and has specialized armor he can use when performing wetwork. Lastly, he always carries around a lighter and clove smokes. [/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/sub][/color][sub]Vas is quite self contained and a bit distant. Serena, his counterpart does enough talking for the both of them. He isn’t shy or squeamish about violence nor is he about its application. It’s more of the fact that he takes pride in his work. Oddly though he is a massive softie, finding joy in stupid little things and is surprisingly sensitive when it comes to people whose opinions he actually cares about. He comes off as childish and naive when it comes to and often is a little trusting with people ruining the tough punk look. He penchant for full-on honesty, he doesn't like to lie and actively avoids doing so. Vas had a temper that rarely comes out, it’s more like a berserk button but basically, he has a hell of a chip on his shoulder when it comes to slavers.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]B I O : [/sub][/color] [sub]Vas often looks back at his youth and family with rose color lenses. Mostly because his life since the war was drowned in violence and loss. Like many left behind as children, he was scooped up into the slave trade and drafted to fight in the war. Sold as a child soldier he was shoved from one front to the next. Eventually, he was ‘liberated’ and fell into the shadow of Estaban, who turned out to be an assassin for the Jo Long. Having taken a shine to the kid he was eventually brought to the temple on Lilac and trained to become an assassin. For Vas, it was quite fulfilling … family, friends, job satisfaction. He fit in it, he was wanted and he excelled at his job.
Eventually returning home from a mission Vas ran afoul of some slavers. It got ugly but eventually, Vas exacted his opinion on the captain's profession. This is how he met Serena and the pair bonded pretty quick out of the crisis. Two years later, she continues to be an apprentice of sorts, his apprentice. Leaving the temple for real-world experience, they were found by Deckard running a scam in a pit fighting ring. Their scam was caught and they got jumped. Vas was able to take care of himself, and Serena made 'fast friends' (in her opinion) with Deckard. Deckard offered them a job doing semi-honest work. They accepted. How better to see the verse?
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[row][cell]Jago Deckkard[/cell][cell]Captain is fine, well meaning. Better then most I've run into.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Tim Casey[/cell][cell]I would think better of him if he would stop filling Serena's head with scary stories![/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Enid Prichard[/cell][cell]She likes needles a little too much.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Vas Jat[/cell][cell]I like duck![/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Serena Jat[/cell][cell]My somebody.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Kinneas Reed[/cell][cell]How does he shoot with all that hair?[/cell][/row]
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[hider=Folk we run into time to time - Mathias Skye]

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[center][i]"Always watch the hands."[/i][/center]
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[color=darkorange][sub]N A M E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Mathias Skye[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]G E N D E R : [/sub][/color] [sub]Male[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A G E : [/sub][/color] [sub]22[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]O C C U P A T I O N  : [/sub][/color] [sub]Theif and Busker[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A P P E A R A N C E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Mathias stands at 6’2 and roughly 200 pounds. He is lean and well-muscled with brassy dark red hair haphazardly cut and often left to its own devices leaving it in a perpetual state of wildness with dark blue eyes. He has a variety of tattoos, you could say he finds them addicting.  A full back of a red oni with a scroll in its mouth, a dharma wheel on his ribs on the left side, the Jack of hearts and the Jack of diamonds over his heart, and five sakura blossoms on the inside of his right forearm. He wears a red and black leather jacket that has been fixed, patched, and sewn up a dozen times over.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]H O M E  P L A N E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Beaumonde, Saint Lo[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]S K I L L  S E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Mathias did well in the sciences, and had he had a better upbringing he could have made something of himself with that. He’s studied plants and their various uses both medicinally and recreationally. He knows how to ride a horse, he rarely has had calls for throwing a punch or shooting a gun. He does know he points the explody end at the guy who he wants to hurt. He speaks English and a little Chinese, enough to get by in the verse. He likes to play Tall Card and Mahjong. His most notable skill is his sleight of hand magic.  Mathias is a street performer who loves street magic, card tricks and the like. He’s not above running 3 card monty or follow the queen games. Is this your watch/wallet? That sort of thing.

Mathias has the lightest touch of the trio and is the designated thief of the group, using sleight of hand and misdirection to pickpockets or shoplift. The latter was a necessity when they were younger, and still somewhat of a habit for the young man. He still feels the need to have a safe ‘cache’ of food for him and his siblings. Deep down, he finds the thrill of it kind of addicting as well, Mathias also rides horses much better than he lets on. He knows how to care for a horse and tack, knows a few tricks, how to properly jump, and endurance ride. He actually likes horse riding a lot. While not primarily a gun person, he is not a stranger to the shotgun. He is not formally trained in fighting, but what street kid hasn’t gotten into a brawl or two. Have you seen the way some guys look at his sister? He is also skilled in urban running Traceur. The Skye’s speak with a standard (Non-regional) accent, their natural dialect and affectation is reminiscent of a South African accent. They want as little to associate with their slum upbringing as possible.
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[color=darkorange][sub]E Q U I P M E N T : [/sub][/color] [sub]If it can’t fit in his bag he can’t take it with him. Cards, Lots of them, varius magic trick tool and his trusty bat are his ever preset equipment[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/sub][/color][sub]Bright, congenial, smart and sharp sense of humor Mathias is rather laid back and over all a chill guy. Very go with the flow and always out to have a good time. He tends to be on the protective side of his siblings, trying to balance watching out for them without smothering them. He may be on the quiet and reserved side but he is always welcoming.

Mathias puts his brother and sister’s well-being above all else, they’re all he has in the big dark ‘verse. Emotionally he tends to wall himself off reserving the sincerest moments for his family. People come and go but his family, they are and have been the only constant in his life. He has a temper, but more of a slow burn. He doesn’t talk about their time with the Silk Lady or the slums, the times when he was “helpless”, he bottles that like whiskey and nothing shuts him down faster than talking about their past. He’s overprotective of his family and would do anything he needed for them.
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[color=darkorange][sub]B I O : [/sub][/color] [sub]A thief is not the one who steals, A thief is the one who’s caught.

Twins Cyd and Mathias were born in the back of a brothel in the slums of Saint-Lo on Beaumonde. Fact is they were lucky not to be tossed in the trash with uncut umbilical cords. Not long after Isaac came along and he was readily and quickly accepted in their little circle. Life was hard and the trio lived on the fringe, that is until the Silk Lady. 

When war broke out Saint-Lo became a hot spot. As if their lives weren't dangerous enough they found no sympathy with the warring browncoats or alliance. Constant shootouts, regular bombings made it a hellscape for the trio. They were ‘saved’ by the Silk Lady. She sheltered them and many other children far from the war and with her aid they were fed, healed, educated and trained.

The Silk Lady had her own agenda. A notorious thief lord, many children - including the Skye’s - spent their lives under her tutelage and were often harshly punished. Spare the rod, spoil the child. (Kneeling on broomsticks, holding heavy books in outstretched arms, your typical 1800’s fare.) They were taught English and Kimjin, Tap code they learned among themselves. They speak a dialect similar to South African. From petty crime they advanced, each developing their own set of skills, anything to please the Silk Lady and stay on her good side. 

The last job they ran kicked over a hornet’s nest and brought more heat than expected. The owner of that nest now calls the shots. The Skyes took to the skies where they pass themselves off as backpacking nomads. They work odd jobs. They busk. They get by. Don't worry about your stuff going missing, you don't steal from anyone who could space you. Plus you're on a Firefly. Your stuff is probably kak.
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