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[color=MediumAquamarine][h2][i]Kian Feng[/i][/h2][/color][h3][color=MediumAquamarine][i]'The Jackal'[/i][/color][/h3][/center][hr][h3][color=white]Core Details[/color][/h3][u][b]Name:[/b][/u][color=MediumAquamarine] Kian Feng[/color]
[u][b]Age:[/b][/u] [color=MediumAquamarine]27[/color]
[u][b]Gender:[/b][/u] [color=MediumAquamarine]Male[/color]
[b][u]Species:[/u][/b] [color=MediumAquamarine]Augmented Human[/color]
[hr][h3][color=White]Who are you?[/color][/h3][color=MediumAquamarine]
Kian stands in a head taller than average, with a wiry and lean build not unlike that of an athlete- or at least one used to running and regular physical exertion. His skin tone is fairly pale, not uncommon among career spacers, and amber eyes, framed by a head of dark green hair. Possibly as a result of regular Aura consumption, Kian's eyes have a faint glow to them, most noticeable in the dark. Shifting holo-light tattoos dance across the surface of his torso, typically evoking images of mythical creatures. His legs have been replaced from the thigh down, with black digitigrade cyberlegs. 

Kian takes meticulous- bordering on vain- care of his personal appearance, and his disposition is calm and relaxed, if a bit aloof. His taste in style is eclectic, and he has a penchant for jewelry and rare trinkets, regularly donning an ornate Oni mask when needing to be anonymous- though the mask isn't nearly as subtle as one might think. While prone to sarcasm, and occasionally overconfident in himself and his capabilities, Kian is not quite as shallow and self centered as he portrays himself- though he is still some measure of each. Kian possesses a well developed moral compass, and is strongly loyal to those he cares about, though his tone and callousness might suggest otherwise. He cares about folk, in his own way, but one will rarely hear him admit such in open conversation.[/color]
[hr][h3][color=White]What do you bring to the table?[/color][/h3][color=MediumAquamarine]
A thief, a scoundrel, a rogue, a charlatan- all are masks that Kian has worn before. Kian's skills often revolve around him acquiring things he's not supposed to have, or gaining entry into places he's not supposed to be- whether he talks or cuts his way through typically depends on the day. Savvy and streetwise, Kian might lack the ability to schmooze his way through a corporate meeting in the core worlds, but is right at home in the smog choked, neon streets of the outworlds cities.

While avoiding it when possible, Kian is no slouch in a fight, swift movements augmented by his cybernetics along with an application of aura magic and excellent spatial awareness makes him a dexterous and slippery opponent. 

Kian's Aura abilities revolve around the manipulation and control of metal, and is often used in tandem with his own personal weapons: a segmenting chain with a thermal dagger on one end, and a heavy weighted bludgeon on the other, using both his body and magic to move and redirect his strikes in unpredictable ways. While able to control free laying objects, Kian is typically unable to effect items or objects carried by others.[/color] 
[hr][h3][color=White]What's your problem?[/color][/h3] [color=MediumAquamarine]While generally walking around the galaxy with an unflappable and carefree disposition, Kian is haunted by his past. The second son of a prominent trade company within the Vangarian Empire, Kian was to be set up for a life of luxury. Their family certainly had some shady business dealings- but most did. This however would come to a head as a particularly shady deal went wrong. During a deal set up by one of his close contacts, his family was betrayed, his mother was killed, and the blame was pinned squarely on his shoulders. Branded a traitor by his family and disowned, Kian was forced to flee to the Outworlds. As a result, he forms few personal connections and remains skeptical of the motivations of most people he meets.

In the years since, Kian has managed to "obtain" a ship and scrounged together a crew to work alongside. Perhaps due to some more personal grievances, Kian has no issue ripping off or robbing Imperials.[/color]
[hr][h3][color=white]Life in the crew[/color][/h3]
[color=MediumAquamarine]Kian "owns" the ship, and has been a part of the crew of the Guernica for as long as its [i]had[/i] a crew. He considers himself nominally to be the captain of the crew, but treats the Guernica more as a communal home from which the crew can partake in freelancing, bounty hunting, and whatever odd jobs the crew might find. He fancies himself an ace pilot, but one too many close shaves has resulted in him being sidelined as the ship's helmsman.[/color]
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