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[center][i]"Got creds, will travel - on your creds. Half down."[/i][/center]
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[color=darkorange][sub]N A M E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Kinneas Reed[/sub]

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

[color=darkorange][sub]A G E : [/sub][/color] [sub]32[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]O C C U P A T I O N  : [/sub][/color] [sub]Mercenary, sniper[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A P P E A R A N C E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Dark blonde sun-streaked long wavy hair, blue eyes, light beard, 6’7”; typically wears large, loose tees with form fitting jeans and black boots - [url=https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0279/2649/5337/products/lksdjglksdgjk_720x.jpg?v=1611154568]always with his leather riding-style black jacket w/ hood[/url] (weather dependent)[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]H O M E  P L A N E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Pelorum, Aphrodite - some Bellerophon; Valentine; Silverhold[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]S K I L L  S E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Comes from Money: Schmoozing (begrudgingly), Observation/Recon/Research, Long-range Combat, Tactical (socially and professionally)[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]E Q U I P M E N T : [/sub][/color] [sub]sniper rifle, gun cleaning kit, camouflage duds, personal cortex, microtransmitter[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/sub][/color][sub]Tries to remain impartial and easy-going, but can be riled up if the right buttons are pushed; has a somewhat insatiable disposition for carnal pleasures so that he will earn enough credits to spend it all on a good time rather than waste material possessions; only really serious about his work when he is on the job, but doesn’t curb his humbleness on how good he is at it; only takes on jobs against the entitled or oppressive; has a live-easy, but to the fullest; likes to put on the mask that he can’t resist a pretty face and is a sucker for praise to get people to trust him or think he is shallow; has a problem with absolute authority or anything that tells him how to act or behave - will act against it for the sake of it depending on how oppressive the adversary is in their ‘rules; sees rules more like guidelines and may or may not follow them if he disagrees; values experience over academic achievement[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]B I O : [/sub][/color] [sub]Growing up wealthy with a home on two worlds could leave most with a sense of entitlement, and that was certainly the case with the handsome young Kinneas Revas. Born into a family firmly established in the mining wealth of the border planets, overseen at a distance, Kinneas wanted for nothing. He was shepharded from Pelorum to Aphrodite on the whims of his father’s fancy. 

The first rift to his overly privileged lifestyle came when he discovered his mother was actually a concubine when his actual wife was scheming to upturn her husband’s entire way of life. The agreement would be that The Child stay on Bellerophon with his mother, well kept and swept under a rug. The relationship with his father was neatly sliced away as well in that stroke of diplomacy but his teenage rebellion later made things stray back into choppy waters for them all. 

Kinneas was not denied the life he’d learned to live though, and grew into somewhat of a known figure in the high society of Bellerophon as a pretty face. He’d grown up handsome as his father with his mother’s fair features, and all the years of observing his father had him know how to play that card well. Bellerophon was meant to be a testing phase before he returned to his true place in society. His father’s wife caught wind of this, however, and he was shipped to Valentine as the lesser of two evils: either he and his mother would be destitute or he’d enlist in the military to teach him some much-needed discipline - and to learn his place, of course. 

Military life did nothing to change his disposition, however. He took an honorable discharge at the cost of his family name he used to pay for it with when he refused to fall in line - the final straw being his absolute refusal to join the Unificators, which he should have taken as an honor and privilege. Instead, he told him what he thought of their idea of honor and privilege and that was that.

Unable to return to Bellerophon, he took a ship to Silverhold to oversee a mining operation - the last kindness his father could allot. While there, he found more enjoyment in time at the bars with the locals and soon fell in with some mercenaries that made more credits running jobs than he would a year at the mines. That military training had come in handy, got them out of some sticky spots. They made a pretty decent name for themselves on the border planets, his free time spent reveling in the fruits of his labor in the form of the variety of vices he once enjoyed. Life was going real nice until a job turned south, and Kinneas was the only one left. Since then, he hasn’t stuck with the same team for more than one job. Easier to maintain his lifestyle that way without getting all the pesky feelings that killed his vibe. [/sub]
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[row][cell]Jago Deckkard[/cell][cell]The worst conversationist I've ever met.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Tim Casey[/cell][cell]Only sane one on the ship, and isn't half bad.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Enid Prichard[/cell][cell]Doc's quirky, but decent.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Vas Jat[/cell][cell]The kid - he makes it easy.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Serena Jat[/cell][cell]A whole basket short of a picnic but keeps things interesting.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Kinneas Reed[/cell][cell]Winning smile and great head of hair.[/cell][/row]
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[hider=Folk we run into from time to time - Penelope Delphinium Randell]

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[color=darkorange][sub]N A M E : [/sub][/color] [sub]Penelope Delphinium Randell[/sub]

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

[color=darkorange][sub]A G E : [/sub][/color] [sub]27[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]O C C U P A T I O N  : [/sub][/color] [sub]Pilot - currently on leave[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]A P P E A R A N C E : [/sub][/color] [sub]A smile is never far from Penelope’s lips; she wears one easily and often. That and her boho-earthy look gives her the soft, approachable visage. Despite all her natural colorings, she is most attracted to splashes of color and will often sport trinkets reflecting that.[/sub]

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

[color=darkorange][sub]S K I L L  S E T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Piloting: There were two things that captured Penelope’s attention as a babe in her mother’s arms: the stars in the night sky and the spread of a bird’s wings in flight. It made sense that the moment she knew those stars were within her grasp through piloting, she went for it. It started as gliders along the jungle treetops, and when her father realized her interest wasn’t fleeting, he sent her to study the trade in a safer environment.[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]E Q U I P M E N T : [/sub][/color] [sub]Personal Encyclopedia (her dad’s at the moment), Ident Cards, a patched and stitched canvas bag that holds her crafting supplies[/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y : [/sub][/color][sub]What you see is what you get with Penelope - for the most part. She is genuine in her countenance, and fairly transparent, but she knows just how far a sweet smile can get her before the truth is stretched into a lie. A headstrong flower-child if you ever did see one, she has the disposition to see the good in folks.Though she is easy-going and gets along with nearly anyone she comes across, she is no pushover and stands by her principles. [/sub]

[color=darkorange][sub]B I O : [/sub][/color] [sub]Like most, Penelope’s life can be segmented into sections. Her youth consisted of the loss of her mother, and her older sister, Helen, taking over the role in a more free-reign hand that let the young girl ‘run wild’ in the jungle. No matter how often her sister forbade it, when she discovered that’s where her little sister was spending her free time, Penelope always found her way back in the dense thicket of trees. It was where she could see the birds and stars best.

Not much major happened for the Randells while Penelope went through her academic years. Her sister hung around until the youngest siblings - the twins, Castor and Pollux - finished their own. By then, Penelope had been completing piloting school and gotten under the influence of quite the manipulative bunch. She took a job believing in a cause that was true, just not the one she was working towards. That landed her in a world of trouble. 

As the pilot of a ship smuggling drugs, she would have been fined substantially with jail time. As the pilot of a ship smuggling weapons to guerrilla soldiers on top of that? She was wanted dead or alive. Fortunately for her, the captain and first mate left her for dead with the rest of the crew in the jungle. Shaken, but steadfast, Penelope gathered the wits of her youth and put it to work. No one else was coming to save her.

Rather than return home, she snuck aboard a cargo hauler and ‘got caught’ by the deckhand in the final preparations before breaking atmo. Exhaustion and exertion made her lies more believable given she wasn’t accustomed to that sort of thing. The captain took pity on her, and she began to work for him as another deckhand. The longer she stayed on the ship, the closer she got with the captain and so she told him her story when she learned she could trust him. 

For the next two years, ‘Delphi Oswren’ flew for Old Bertha under Captain O’Malley and company. She kept to herself for the most part, but the call of home and her family pulled too strongly to ignore. As Old Bertha made its last port on Persephone, she registered her real name in the manifest, ready to turn herself in so she could go home. But, no one came. So, she took another job that would eventually get her there. When she arrived, she learned she was pronounced dead and the search expired. One of the passengers aboard the Firefly she’d landed encouraged her to go home since she was lucky enough to still have a family.

Penelope is currently living at home with her father.[/sub]
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