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[b]Full Name[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Avicia Sancrius[/COLOR]
[b]Designation[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Sunder[/COLOR]
[b]Species[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Turian[/COLOR]
[B]Age[/B][COLOR=#807B84] - 29 (b. 2154)[/COLOR]
[B]Origin[/B][COLOR=#807B84] - Altakiril[/COLOR]
[b]Classification[/b][COLOR=#807B84] -  Engineer[/COLOR]
[b]Unique Specialization[/b][COLOR=#807B84] - Turian Demolitionist[/COLOR]
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[hider=Psyche Analysis][indent][SUB][b]P S Y C H E[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]The Mad Scientist[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Avicia is in possession of an incredibly bright mind, albeit one that probably had something important knocked loose a long time ago. Unquestionably gifted in a variety of fields, her insatiable drive for knowledge and discovery pairs like sodium and water with her penchant to go with whatever off the wall idea pops into her head that moment. She thrives in chaos, especially the chaos she creates herself, and friend and foe alike often have trouble adapting to her sheer unpredictability.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Of Course I'm Right![/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Brimming with perpetual confidence, Avicia Sancrius likes to think she has all the answers, and more often then not, she does. She's not modest in her success and will happily inform you many times over when something turns out in her favor, or a solution she provided worked marvelously. On the other hand, she'll tend to excuse things not quite going according to plan, and while she's capable of admitting when she's made a mistake, it definitely needles her a bit when she has to admit fault.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Endlessly Exploring[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Avicia rarely sits still, rarely leaves a stone unturned, and will always try something at least once. She's friendly to nearly everyone at first glance, and more then friendly to a select few, but overall dislikes leaving people feeling cold towards her, even if they rarely stick around long enough to be more then acquaintances. A bit of an epicurean, she's also well-versed in many forms of pleasure seeking, to put it mildly, and isn't adverse to doing something foolhardy or dangerous, if only for the sheer sake of doing it. Avicia would call herself open-minded, though others would probably see her as restless or anxious. Both would be right, in a sense.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[hider=Equipment][indent][SUB][b]E Q U I P M E N T[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]ERCS Hurricane[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A reliable turian-made shotgun, meticulously maintained from her days in the service. Good at dealing with foes who get too close for comfort, and light enough to be carried alongside heavier ordinance.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Halliet Stiletto[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A gift from an unusual friend that's gotten her out of more then a few tough spots. Not the best range for weapons like it, but it's pretty good in a scuffle and it punches through armor quite nicely![/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]HC-12 Demo Charges[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]Simple, versatile, and unquestionably effective. Great for breaches and general destructive power, they attach to nearly any surface and can be remotely detonated or set to a timer.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]M-100 Grenade Launcher[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A standard among Terminus system mercenaries, Avicia altered hers somewhat to fire a variety of specialty grenades in addition to the normal high explosive variant, such as smoke and stun grenades.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[hider=Record][indent][SUB][b]R E C O R D[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]Special Intervention Unit[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]The Special Intervention Unit is a batarian special forces division infamous for its brutal training program and discipline; Avicia, when enslaved and trained in the same methods by her batarian master, found it quite fun. Nevertheless, despite no official training, Avicia is well versed in the aggressive tactics of the batarian special forces, being well-versed in shock tactics, demolitions, and subterfuge techniques.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Destruction of the Shulgen[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]While suffering from severe burns, Avicia Sancrius infiltrated the vessel of the notorious Batarian warlord Khagrum, planting a series of explosive charges that destroyed the engine, killing the warlord and his crew and sparking off a major battle between the remainder of Khagrum's fleet and the turian task force nearby. Managing to escape from the ship before its destruction, she was rescued from the scene of the battle by a fleeing batarian frigate and escaped to Omega.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Assault On The Graychain Gang[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]In her first forays with independent contracting, Avicia was hired by mercenaries in the Blue Suns private security firm to assist in an operation to liberate high value targets being held captive by a band of smugglers known as the Graychain Gang. Spearheading a surprise attack that disabled the gang's ships and pinned them so the Blue Suns could move in, the success of the mission put Avicia's unusual talents on the map and led to a working relationship with the Suns going forward.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[hider=Connections][indent][SUB][b]C O N N E C T I O N S[/b][/sub]

[sup][COLOR=SILVER][b]Nels Dusron[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A Volus merchant actively working in the Terminus Sector, and Avicia's first boyfriend. The two drifted apart after Avicia entered national service, but the two remain on good terms and are able to rely on one another if trouble comes their way.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Oram Das'saba[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]To anyone looking from the outside, Oram is Avicia's master, a fair if firm hand who's maybe a little too trusting of his turian thrall to let her galivant across the galaxy so frequently. Underneath the surface though the two are partners, conspirators in a desperate attempt to enact real change in batarian society. In both cases, he tends to be gruff, unfriendly, no-nonsense, and kind of an all around bastard, he's nevertheless stoically devoted to his beliefs (whichever one he wants to show you at the time) and his friends. Despite their highly unusual history and circumstance, Avicia considers the gruff batarian the closest thing to a father figure she's ever had, and though he'd sooner be caught dead then admit it, Oram feels the same way.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Caelnia Terraka[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A Turian mechanic working in the Blue Suns that Avicia shared a wild romantic fling with, which prompted Caelnia to offer her the job that got her regular work from the Suns. The two share more of a working relationship then a romantic one nowadays, but it's not odd for them to get together to blow off a little steam once in a while.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER][b]Cerbon Srenda[/b]
[COLOR=#807B84]A roaming, battle-scarred Krogan merc with his own ambiguously criminal gang. Avicia's worked with him and against him on numerous missions depending on who was paying whom, and despite being on the opposite team more times then once the two share a friendly rivalry with one another.[/COLOR][/COLOR]

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[color=#807B84][indent]Avicia stands at a wiry 6'6, with simplistic green clan markings adorning her tanned carapace. She wears light armor modified from a set of Hahne-Kedar Mantis armor, and outside of a firefight her wardrobe tends to consist of eclectic mixes from all over, usually favoring some sort of lab gear. She'd sooner be caught dead then without her lucky pair of lab specs, protective goggles that she keeps around her neck when not wearing them in firefights or doing SCIENCE. She also tends to have her two pet space ferrets, Kemerskai and Astler, close on hand.
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[b]Personal History [color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Born on the icy garden world of Altakiril, Avicia was made a ward of the state before her first birthday, her mother passing away in childbirth and her father dying in a training accident. Growing up in the unpleasant and ramshackle Altakiril Orphanotroph, one of the state-mandated organizations intended to raise orphans, the little turian proved to have an insatiable appetite for knowledge, paradoxically finding the state-mandated classes dull and boring and instead preferring to get an education first hand by going exploring, sneaking into libraries and wealthy homes to read fancy high-end books, and spying on important people and events to see what they were up to.  Suffice it to say the caretakers at the Orphanotroph found the rambunctious Avicia to be quite the handful and were grateful to send her off to state-mandated national service, where the more disciplined Hierarchy would hopefully drill some discipline into her.

Recognizing her keen intellect, after the first mandatory year of boot camp her superiors assigned Avicia to the Corps of Engineers, and in a decision that would have probably given her old caretakers a heart attack, assigned her to a demolitions team, tasked with clearing old infrastructure in preparation for new projects. Finding the job quite compelling, it seemed Avicia was on the path to straightening out when her unit was transferred to the colony of Argentos, tasked with reinforcing the garrisons with new defensive structures. Her job was quickly rendered moot when the colony was set upon by the vicious batarian warlord, Khagrum the Amber.

The warlord announced his intentions by launching an orbital strike on the fuel refinery Avicia was stationed at, detonating the volatile fuel reserves and immolating dozens of soldiers and civilians alike in a single blow. As the survivors were entrenching for a fight, the navy task force pursuing the warlord caught up to the fleet and surrounded him, forcing a standoff. Realizing that attacking the warlord would be a costly victory, the admiral in charge of the task force instead offered terms, and over tense negotiations, Khagrum agreed to stand down and put a permanent end into his raids on turian space in exchange for safe passage home for his own fleet. A peaceful retirement without consequences for Khagrum, and a bloodless victory and the removal of a powerful threat to Hierarchy interests in the region. Everyone wins.

Avicia was oddly quiet about it. She'd been oddly quiet ever since she got back from the refinery, half-dead and severely burnt like the other survivors. So quiet in fact, that no one noticed she was suspiciously absent from the infirmary when Khagrum's shuttle returned to his flagship, her commander assuming she was still indisposed when she didn't arrive for departure with the rest of her unit. Avicia's whereabouts were quickly forgotten though when the batarian warlord's flagship suddenly exploded, sparking off the bloody fight that both sides sought to avoid. The Battle of Argentos would go on to be one of the many hostilities between the batarians and the citadel races in the leadup to the Skyllian Blitz, only notable because it started over a tragic misunderstanding and a horrific accident.

Though that's only because no one thought to follow up on the missing explosives that Avicia attached to the engine of Khagrum's ship. Underhanded perhaps, but if anyone objected, they could take it up with the charred remains of his victims, Avicia thought. Slipping onto an escape pod as her trap was set to go off, she planned to head back to Argentos when the bomb went off slightly too early, shaking the escape pod violently enough to knock her out combined with her burn wounds. As the battle drew to a close and the Batarians went into retreat, the Hensa-class cruiser [i]Aankhen[/i] spotted the escape pod and, assuming it was a friendly, picked it up as it made its escape deeper into the Terminus system.

When she was discovered and it became clear exactly what she had done, Avicia was all but marked for death by her batarian captors and yet was spared by an unlikely savior. Oram Das'saba, a commander in the Special Intervention Unit, saw potential in someone with the skills to pull off such an act of subterfuge and asserted his authority to take the prisoner for himself, enslaving Avicia to save her life. Spirited away to her new master's home in Camala, Avicia's natural talents and minimal training were honed further by the brutal training of the SIU given by her new master until she was experienced enough to be brought along on missions with her master, acting as his agent and enforcer. Such duties were atypical of a society where most enslaved prisoners were worked to death in the mines, but as she later learned, Oram was rather atypical of his species himself.

Despite nominally being an agent of the Hegemony, Oram was a reformist, one of many hidden opponents to the government who believed that batarian society needed to change drastically, and that the Hegemony needed to liberalize and rejoin the galactic community, lest it face imminent collapse. With open rebellion being practically suicide, Oram and his allies had worked in the shadows to gather support and cripple their enemies in the hopes of one day toppling the Hegemony, a task which Avicia's talents would serve well, and having witnessed the Hegemony's brutality firsthand, Avicia was only too happy to help. As a result, Oram official granted her permission to collect a share of his payment for mercenary work (which he was already giving to her anyway under the table), enough to buy her way into a higher caste in batarian society.

Thus she went into mercenary work semi-independently, on paper still a slave of her master acting on his orders, but in truth largely independent, and a reliable ally in Oram's brewing resistance. Higher status in batarian society brought better contracts and better paychecks, and money and independence in Avicia's hands is a dangerous thing. Resuming her old curiosities in earnest, the turian gained a reputation as a reliable if volatile scientist and mercenary, her experiments and antics proving almost as destructive and chaotic as her work in the field.

Things are largely going well for her, with plans to move to a brand new lab on Illium, but in the shadows something much bigger is brewing. A shakeup in the Hegemony's government had left several prominent positions opened, positions which Oram is rapidly working to fill with his own agents, including a member of the Technocratic Board. An agent in such a high position on Khar'shan itself could be the lynchpin for an eventual uprising, and despite such a move being unprecedented, Oram wants that agent to be Avicia, citing her scientific prowess and her unquestioning loyalty to stave off any misgivings about her race. Indeed, the biggest obstacle to such a goal is not her race but her caste, something she'd need one hell of a paycheck to make work.
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[b]Combat Analysis [color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]Shock in awe in the bluntest sense possible. While Avicia has the hardcore training of the SIU and the experience and quick-thinking of a hired gun, her expertise lies her clever use of high explosives, staggering and knocking back enemies with a well-timed grenade, turning the environment against a foe with a perfectly placed demolition pack, and in general hitting as hard as possible so a hostile doesn't get the chance to react. 
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[b]Reason for Vacating Previous Situation [color=WHITE]◢[/color][/b]
[color=#807B84][indent]The money from this job with ExoGeni would be enough to help her move to a higher social standing in the Hegemony as well as continue her research. Why, if she's lucky, she could even score a high-ranking government position if she gets her rank up in time.
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