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Name: Pria Adgerra
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 5 ft 3
Appearance: Pria has a "gentle" build. She isn't overweight or particularly fit, but she has enough fat to be soft in most places. She has olive skin and an over-all well put together look. Her jawline is clear-cut and her nose is button, matched with big heavy lidded eyes she can seem almost whimsical; a fact not aided by constant day-dreaming. Her lashes are long, and partially hidden by the thin framed but rather large round glasses that sit on her nose. Also found across her nose is a spread of freckles, and above her right ear an almost star shaped birth mark. Her lips are full, and adorned with a beauty mark above the left corner. Her brows are well kept though naturally large. Her coiled black hair is medium length, though kept out of her face with pins. She wears a sort of "comfy" fashion. Overalls, elegant jewelry, single colored long sleeve shirts. Some question the tan book bag she always has over her shoulder, but she always misses it when it's not on her person. She wears classic red sneakers, a little faded and beat up from use. Her nails are decently long though rarely painted. Her smile is a little crooked and her teeth surprisingly white, with canines that stand out almost a little alarmingly.
Abilities: Reflection magic, ship piloting/navigating.
Strengths: She's a quick thinker, brave, knows how to handle her own, has a lucky streak, can run for a long time.
Weaknesses: Not the strongest physically, can get overwhelmed emotionally, can't swim, needs her glasses to see long distances.
Likes: Mirrors, precious stones, fancy things in general, animals, reading, the idea of an adventure, freedom, rain/thunderstorms.
Dislikes: Being looked down on, making mistakes, getting her hair caught in things, cats, loud people, too much heat.
Personality: Tries her best to always be kind and courteous. She was raised in a sort of rough environment around a lot of people, so she is adaptable to almost all sorts. She is prideful, and feels like she has to prove herself to everyone. Doesn't like to admit she was wrong, but loves to help people if they don't get/can't do something. Sort of a potty mouth, but she doesn't like to admit that either. Can be the jealous type.
Inventory: Silver pocket mirror, collapsible staff, backpack, charts, journal and books on varying studies, wand of fireball, MAP-C (Mass produces. Anti-gravity, Personal Computer) wallet with identification, licence and some credits. She keeps most of her funds stored away, in case she looses her things. Glasses and backup glasses, hairpins, makeup case. Granola bars and water-bottle.
Bio: Pria was raised on a travelling commune by her mother. The two traveled with a few hundred others on the relatively small space freighter leaving a war-torn planet behind. Her father was lost to the battles and she never had siblings. The two managed in meager dwellings, not stopping on any planet the ship took port at. Eventually her mother grew tired of the ship life and the two departed onto the planet they currently live on. Her mother had found work as a teacher, teaching religion and basic. Pria has spent the last few years of her life wanting nothing more then get back to the stars. She was raised seeing new worlds and gliding along the cosmos, and while she would never tell her mother she didn't like the life they had planet-side, she wanted more adventure in her life. Her mother taught her just enough magic to be dangerous, and her upbringing made her adaptable. With enough hard work and study she earned her basic piloting silence, and is now ready to assemble a crew and purchase a ship.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 5 ft 3
Appearance: Pria has a "gentle" build. She isn't overweight or particularly fit, but she has enough fat to be soft in most places. She has olive skin and an over-all well put together look. Her jawline is clear-cut and her nose is button, matched with big heavy lidded eyes she can seem almost whimsical; a fact not aided by constant day-dreaming. Her lashes are long, and partially hidden by the thin framed but rather large round glasses that sit on her nose. Also found across her nose is a spread of freckles, and above her right ear an almost star shaped birth mark. Her lips are full, and adorned with a beauty mark above the left corner. Her brows are well kept though naturally large. Her coiled black hair is medium length, though kept out of her face with pins. She wears a sort of "comfy" fashion. Overalls, elegant jewelry, single colored long sleeve shirts. Some question the tan book bag she always has over her shoulder, but she always misses it when it's not on her person. She wears classic red sneakers, a little faded and beat up from use. Her nails are decently long though rarely painted. Her smile is a little crooked and her teeth surprisingly white, with canines that stand out almost a little alarmingly.
Abilities: Reflection magic, ship piloting/navigating.
Strengths: She's a quick thinker, brave, knows how to handle her own, has a lucky streak, can run for a long time.
Weaknesses: Not the strongest physically, can get overwhelmed emotionally, can't swim, needs her glasses to see long distances.
Likes: Mirrors, precious stones, fancy things in general, animals, reading, the idea of an adventure, freedom, rain/thunderstorms.
Dislikes: Being looked down on, making mistakes, getting her hair caught in things, cats, loud people, too much heat.
Personality: Tries her best to always be kind and courteous. She was raised in a sort of rough environment around a lot of people, so she is adaptable to almost all sorts. She is prideful, and feels like she has to prove herself to everyone. Doesn't like to admit she was wrong, but loves to help people if they don't get/can't do something. Sort of a potty mouth, but she doesn't like to admit that either. Can be the jealous type.
Inventory: Silver pocket mirror, collapsible staff, backpack, charts, journal and books on varying studies, wand of fireball, MAP-C (Mass produces. Anti-gravity, Personal Computer) wallet with identification, licence and some credits. She keeps most of her funds stored away, in case she looses her things. Glasses and backup glasses, hairpins, makeup case. Granola bars and water-bottle.
Bio: Pria was raised on a travelling commune by her mother. The two traveled with a few hundred others on the relatively small space freighter leaving a war-torn planet behind. Her father was lost to the battles and she never had siblings. The two managed in meager dwellings, not stopping on any planet the ship took port at. Eventually her mother grew tired of the ship life and the two departed onto the planet they currently live on. Her mother had found work as a teacher, teaching religion and basic. Pria has spent the last few years of her life wanting nothing more then get back to the stars. She was raised seeing new worlds and gliding along the cosmos, and while she would never tell her mother she didn't like the life they had planet-side, she wanted more adventure in her life. Her mother taught her just enough magic to be dangerous, and her upbringing made her adaptable. With enough hard work and study she earned her basic piloting silence, and is now ready to assemble a crew and purchase a ship.
Hopefully the cookies would smooth things over. Mom liked the colorful cream filled ones, and Pria made sure to get more of those than anything. She sucked in sharp breath and exhaled, preparing for the different ways this conversation could go. She had spoken with her mom a few times about her goals, and when she finally took it seriously it wasn't exactly the best response. It wasn't like she out-right shot her down or anything, but Pria couldn't always help but feel like she was doing something against her mom's wishes. Disappointing her was way worse then making her mad, but this is who Pria was.
With that somewhat reassuring thought, she nodded to herself and opened the door, box of treats in her free hand. The warm smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and so did the sounds of movement. Pria made her way in, as casually as possible. Not wanting to seem like there was anything amiss. Her ideal plan was to mention offhanded and let it play out in much the same way. Nothing serious.
As she turned the corner into the kitchen she greeted with a simple. "Hey mum."
With that somewhat reassuring thought, she nodded to herself and opened the door, box of treats in her free hand. The warm smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and so did the sounds of movement. Pria made her way in, as casually as possible. Not wanting to seem like there was anything amiss. Her ideal plan was to mention offhanded and let it play out in much the same way. Nothing serious.
As she turned the corner into the kitchen she greeted with a simple. "Hey mum."
Pria just nodded along as he detailed the job a little. "Sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow morning then." She gave a little bow with her head and said her goodbyes with a pleasant smile. It was simple enough to be sure, one day of work for 1000 credits was certainly worth it. She was lucky a rich kid found that same board she was one. If things went well she might make a good contact and it gave her reason to explore a new planet; while she waited to drive her client home. She simply waited a little for him to send over the information. She knew the area pretty well, so getting to where she needed to go wouldn't be a problem. It was in a subdivision she wasn't all too familiar with but she just needed to punch in the address to her glasses and it would set up a map regardless.
She was excited to finally get some headway towards her own ship. She hoped whatever model he had set up for her wasn't too foreign. Naturally there a level of standardization across the board but who knew with those rich folk. They could have some really exotic vehicles.
She was excited to finally get some headway towards her own ship. She hoped whatever model he had set up for her wasn't too foreign. Naturally there a level of standardization across the board but who knew with those rich folk. They could have some really exotic vehicles.
Pria smiled politely in response to the greeting, she simply nodded her head when he question if he had the right person or not. "Yes, that's me. My name as you saw is Pria, I grew up in space and I went in for my license as early as possible. The digital version I sent you is valid, as you'll see." She kept her tone calm and made sure not to seem offended. She had explained this before quite a number of times, but she hardly let her age get in her way. The was glad she had met with some friends before she started heading home. It meant she was well dressed enough for this impromptu interview.
"I won't lie to tell you I've been to Veridian, but I have certainly made longer flights." She paused for a moment. "And more dangerous ones." She'l always remember the dare ride through the comet field. She was lucky to not be floating around as a corpse right now. She fixed the strap for her bag and made sure she was standing with good posture. Despite this being a pretty lax mission it was still a job, and if she wanted to make sure her age didn't get in her way, then she'd have to at least act professional.
"I won't lie to tell you I've been to Veridian, but I have certainly made longer flights." She paused for a moment. "And more dangerous ones." She'l always remember the dare ride through the comet field. She was lucky to not be floating around as a corpse right now. She fixed the strap for her bag and made sure she was standing with good posture. Despite this being a pretty lax mission it was still a job, and if she wanted to make sure her age didn't get in her way, then she'd have to at least act professional.
Sorry got busy yesterday.
Yeah i'll respond with her answering the call.
Yeah i'll respond with her answering the call.
If you don't really want to play out the call then sure. Where then should I jump to for my next IC?
Meeting them in the morning for the job?
Meeting them in the morning for the job?
They weren't exactly dazzling jobs but Pria wasn't looking for the adventure of her life time. The most obvious bang for her buck would be the piloting job. It didn't take as long and was worth the cash. She knew she couldn't keep waiting around so she bit the bullet and sent a message to job poster.
Everyone starts somewhere, and if Pria wanted to end up a captain among the stars, she would have to start off as the chauffeur of the skies. She sent her information and credentials to the convention goer, and awaited for a response. She sighed heavily, a little disappointed but also satisfied with the turn of events. She stood up and stretched out her arms, it's been a hot minute since she's actually flown, so honestly getting the practice in would be great.
After closing the screen on her little bot, she started walking back towards the apartment her and her mom resided in. She decided to pick up a few cookies from her favorite bakery, so that her and her mom could share. Hopefully by now mum wasn't as sour about Pria's ambition.
Everyone starts somewhere, and if Pria wanted to end up a captain among the stars, she would have to start off as the chauffeur of the skies. She sent her information and credentials to the convention goer, and awaited for a response. She sighed heavily, a little disappointed but also satisfied with the turn of events. She stood up and stretched out her arms, it's been a hot minute since she's actually flown, so honestly getting the practice in would be great.
After closing the screen on her little bot, she started walking back towards the apartment her and her mom resided in. She decided to pick up a few cookies from her favorite bakery, so that her and her mom could share. Hopefully by now mum wasn't as sour about Pria's ambition.
Pria's head tilted up in response to the notification ding from her device. The little ball let her know that there was something to investigate. Hopefully there was finally a job posting she could feel confident in, it was pretty much the only thing she had set her AI to notify her about. She wandered off to the side of the street after finding a lonely bench. The street was busy, but not so busy that she couldn't focus on reading. The little ball lit up, displaying a hard-light screen with a keyboard. Sure enough it looked like something new had come up in terms of work.
Pria had been looking for work for a while now, wanting to finally get her hands on some decent money. The amount of credits she needed to buy her own ship and hire a crew was enormous, and her savings wouldn't even scratch the surface. She wasn't exactly a savant when it came to a fight but she knew just enough to be dangerous. That mixed with her piloting licence gave her a few opportunists around these parts.
As she flicked through the job-board a few new ones came up, as well as a few old ones she had taken note of. She couldn't keep sitting on her hands like this, she was anxious to start.
Pria had been looking for work for a while now, wanting to finally get her hands on some decent money. The amount of credits she needed to buy her own ship and hire a crew was enormous, and her savings wouldn't even scratch the surface. She wasn't exactly a savant when it came to a fight but she knew just enough to be dangerous. That mixed with her piloting licence gave her a few opportunists around these parts.
As she flicked through the job-board a few new ones came up, as well as a few old ones she had taken note of. She couldn't keep sitting on her hands like this, she was anxious to start.
Sounds good! Stop me if I say something confusing.
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