"Alright Cylandus that's enough!" The young woman, Elin, called out to her scaly Cradeene friend. "Of courssse" The Cradeene alien hissed in reply. Cylandus let go of the would-be bounty hunter and let his limp body fall into the garbage that had collected in the alley.
The bounty hunter thought it was going to be an easy 10,000 credits but as it turned out, he was gravely mistaken. His target, Elin, now 'belonged' to the Crimson Scale, a criminal organization that calls the S-GAF their home. Elin's bounty was most likely placed by the company she and the syndicate robbed so much. Ten thousand was nothing compared to the cost of goods they lost. But why would the Crimson Scales care? Hell, they could probably get away with selling Elin out for that sweet ten thousand. Unfortunately the solution wasn't that easy for the Crimson Scale because Elin was an asset and a liability. She knew all the crime lords that ran the Crimson Scale so the threat of being exposed if Elin did get captured was enough to manpower around her. Meanwhile, Elin was also good on helping the Crimson Scales out with their shipping heists. She knew routes and the workings of the shipping industry from her previous job and provided assistance with mechanical means by creating or fixing stuff the Scales had. Plus a few of the Scale kingpins were on friendly terms with Elin.
So that just left bounty hunters being a threat to most of their operation. A problem so easily remedied by placing a few thugs around her to scare off the bounty hunters. Making the ten thousand only available from a live capture made even more pressure for a bounty hunter as not to accidentally kill his target. Usually bounty hunters stay away from tough hits like these, but occasionally a few try their luck. Unsuccessfully, Elin would like to add.
Elin crouched by the beaten bounty hunter and pulled out her drinking flask from her belt pouch. She poured a little in his mouth and poured the rest on the man's face. "I don't want trouble so don't come after me, dumbass. Tell your bounty friends, too. I just want to be left alone." She didn't wait for a response as she turned and followed Cylandus out into the bustle of the streets. "You're too kind, Elin. Sscum like that will just keep coming. All for the money." The alien spat on the ground and looked back at his handiwork. Elin rolled her eyes as glanced up at the distant sky. "Jussst like you do it for the money, Cylandusss." She mockingly hissed. The Cradeene scowled but Elin didn't care to notice. Cylandus wasn't her favorite bodyguard by any means, but he was effective. Her other two body guards grabbing a bite to eat nearby so Elin made her way there with Cylandus in tow. One of them was another human, Markus. Possibly the ugliest man you'll ever see but he looked big and strong which helped. The other was Elin's favorite, Reon was a Torro, or basically a bull and a human mixed. Reon was massive standing at around seven and a half feet and an enormous build. He was definitely the most intimating of the group but also one of the kindest.
"Hey Reon!" Elin cheered as she approached their table. After the Torro replied, Elin finally extended a greeting to Markus. He grunted a response before shoving down an unknown meat into his mouth. By no means were any of them best friends but being stuck together sort of drew them together. The only two that resembled any sort of companionship were Elin and Reon. The other two didn't say much but Elin was preferred it to be that way.
Elin found her seat right next to Reon at Marcos Xin's. It was a small eat and go place over by the animal pens. The owner, Marcos, was human with split ancestry of Mexican and Chinese. The food was the result of that split. Reon loved this place and whenever given the option to, he'd pick this place nine times out of ten. Elin could probably guess it was because he got a lot of food and the musk of animals was always potent in the air.
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Ace of Spades said
So, am I basically low-royalty? Still haven't read Homestuck, what is Indigo? I know Blue and purple shades are the highest castes.
I'm more regal than you.
Name: Elin Genovafa
Human
28
Personality: Elin was sort of a bubbly, optimistic person before all the chaos in her life but now she is much colder and tougher now. She is still as vocal but she’s mostly negative and insulting now. Elin is a bit paranoid as of late, not really getting close to anyone which makes her real distant to most people. There are a few she can call as friends.
Weapons:
Micro Machine Gun (small caliber rounds)
Abilities:
-Mechanical Mind- Gizmos and gadgets are one of two things Elin has a passion for. She has tinkered with just about everything that she could possible get her hands on. If she hasn’t seen it, she can be quick to learn just by messing with it. Theoretical knowledge is a bit too academic and therefore never really got recognized when in school.
-Tried and Tested Pilot- A couple years flying the same spacecraft gets pretty ritualistic fast. She knows all the kinks and knots inside a Model C5B cargo ship and could probably fly that thing with her eyes closed. Any variation of a small cargo shuttle will likely be met with the same skill. Anything different and it’ll be a bit of a learning curve. Thankfully she has a quick mechanical mind to help remove this handicap.
Bio: Despite her appearance now, Elin had a pretty cozy life before her adulthood. Her family was a middle class working family that managed a successful shipping business in the outer rim of the galaxy. It was a small company but it made enough profits to provide satisfying living conditions and private school for the three Genovafa children. Erik and Emilia, the two oldest, both ended up succeeding in life with Erik becoming a Navy officer and Emilia turning to the precursor sciences.
The youngest, Elin, never really cared for school and as a result, never went anyway outside the family business but that was fine with her. She loved her parents, especially her father who taught her the ins-and-outs of business, but most importantly, how to fly the standard cargo shuttle, the C5B.
Knowing how to fly led to her working as a cargo pilot for seven years, starting from the age of eighteen. Unfortunately the family business went under as large name carriers began sucking up all the activity. Poverty was tough and ended up taking Elin’s father away. Angered by big business, Elin took the last asset her old business had, the very first cargo ship of the fleet, and used it to rob cargo from those very shipping companies that robbed her of her job and her father.
At first the thieving was innocent enough. No weapons, no casualties as she sneak aboard ships and break open a few containers to steal the contents. The operation was pretty slick since she altered her ship with magnetic landing struts to stick to the side of ships and various breaking and entering tools to get inside the unsealed container hold. However, this sleek approach attracted a local syndicate and they recruited her to assist with their heists. With the extra manpower, Elin and the syndicate were taking freighters whole.
As you can imagine, this caused quite the stir with the authorities. A few bits and pieces from several different containers was one thing, but whole ships was another. Elin’s petty thievery turned into full blown shootouts and Elin quickly found herself in dangerous combat. She could hold her own but soon had enough and fled to Tryliin to hideout in Oasis. She hoped she could hide from the syndicate and the sizeable bounty on her head.
Equipment:
Clunker-
Model C5B is a cargo shuttle that Elin has affectionately called “Clunker”. It was the first ship in the family fleet and is a bit dated but still runs like a charm. Clunker is currently collecting dust in a long term ship bay near the center of Oasis.
“Apartment” 7A is where Elin currently lives. The tenement building she lives in is also near the center of town and as you can expect, is in the same shape as the rest of Oasis. It is cramp with one bedroom, one bathroom, and one main room with a kitchenette attached.
Human
28
Personality: Elin was sort of a bubbly, optimistic person before all the chaos in her life but now she is much colder and tougher now. She is still as vocal but she’s mostly negative and insulting now. Elin is a bit paranoid as of late, not really getting close to anyone which makes her real distant to most people. There are a few she can call as friends.
Weapons:
Micro Machine Gun (small caliber rounds)
Abilities:
-Mechanical Mind- Gizmos and gadgets are one of two things Elin has a passion for. She has tinkered with just about everything that she could possible get her hands on. If she hasn’t seen it, she can be quick to learn just by messing with it. Theoretical knowledge is a bit too academic and therefore never really got recognized when in school.
-Tried and Tested Pilot- A couple years flying the same spacecraft gets pretty ritualistic fast. She knows all the kinks and knots inside a Model C5B cargo ship and could probably fly that thing with her eyes closed. Any variation of a small cargo shuttle will likely be met with the same skill. Anything different and it’ll be a bit of a learning curve. Thankfully she has a quick mechanical mind to help remove this handicap.
Bio: Despite her appearance now, Elin had a pretty cozy life before her adulthood. Her family was a middle class working family that managed a successful shipping business in the outer rim of the galaxy. It was a small company but it made enough profits to provide satisfying living conditions and private school for the three Genovafa children. Erik and Emilia, the two oldest, both ended up succeeding in life with Erik becoming a Navy officer and Emilia turning to the precursor sciences.
The youngest, Elin, never really cared for school and as a result, never went anyway outside the family business but that was fine with her. She loved her parents, especially her father who taught her the ins-and-outs of business, but most importantly, how to fly the standard cargo shuttle, the C5B.
Knowing how to fly led to her working as a cargo pilot for seven years, starting from the age of eighteen. Unfortunately the family business went under as large name carriers began sucking up all the activity. Poverty was tough and ended up taking Elin’s father away. Angered by big business, Elin took the last asset her old business had, the very first cargo ship of the fleet, and used it to rob cargo from those very shipping companies that robbed her of her job and her father.
At first the thieving was innocent enough. No weapons, no casualties as she sneak aboard ships and break open a few containers to steal the contents. The operation was pretty slick since she altered her ship with magnetic landing struts to stick to the side of ships and various breaking and entering tools to get inside the unsealed container hold. However, this sleek approach attracted a local syndicate and they recruited her to assist with their heists. With the extra manpower, Elin and the syndicate were taking freighters whole.
As you can imagine, this caused quite the stir with the authorities. A few bits and pieces from several different containers was one thing, but whole ships was another. Elin’s petty thievery turned into full blown shootouts and Elin quickly found herself in dangerous combat. She could hold her own but soon had enough and fled to Tryliin to hideout in Oasis. She hoped she could hide from the syndicate and the sizeable bounty on her head.
Equipment:
Clunker-
Model C5B is a cargo shuttle that Elin has affectionately called “Clunker”. It was the first ship in the family fleet and is a bit dated but still runs like a charm. Clunker is currently collecting dust in a long term ship bay near the center of Oasis.
“Apartment” 7A is where Elin currently lives. The tenement building she lives in is also near the center of town and as you can expect, is in the same shape as the rest of Oasis. It is cramp with one bedroom, one bathroom, and one main room with a kitchenette attached.
Hey I wanna do that.
Where's Squee then?
Who's thread is it?
Doivid said
primez you're a flirt
Says you!
natsumehack said
But I have no teeth, it was the thing I gave up for the power of being stark raving mad.
Naw you just didn't brush when you were a tot. Naughty boy.
natsumehack said
I don't drink, as much as I could being 18, I am not going to drink alcoholic stuff.
Then drink mouthwash. You'll feel better about yourself because your teeth will be getting cleaned.
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