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@Xandrya Doctor Larson? 

With all this interest I might need to make an OOC.

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[b]Player Name:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b]
[b]Character Age:[/b]
[b]Character Gender:[/b] 
[b]Appearance:[/b] Image or Description is fine.
[b]Profession:[/b] What do they do?
[b]Nationality:[/b] You a Fed? Con? Martian or Spacer/Armani?
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[b]Personal Effects:[/b] Your character has a cabin which is about 41 Metres Squared and a shower room and is leaving home forever, what do they bring?
[b]Bio:[/b] How did they get here, one of the (relatively small) population to be chosen to survive? Please remember to include the five years timeskip.
[b]Relations:[/b] We've spent five years on this ship, who do you know, how do you know them and what kind of relationship do you have with them?

My Character: Rear Admiral William Locke. I will need to update him on the last five years.

@ShwiggityShwah So NOAH, our shipborne A.I will be an NPC, simply as it's hard for a player to fill that role of being accessible to every single player, and not leave them hanging. Someone has expressed interest at some form of secondary a.i but for that there needs to be a reason for its existence. 

Paradise - In Hyperspace

Koren held the mercenary with both hands grabbing onto his shirt. He pulled him right up to his face. "This is the last time I ask nicely, where is she?" The mercenary simply spat in his face. He threw him against the back wall. The mercenary moved to stand up and the two droids that stood in the room bashed their electrostaffs against the ground and they activated, they made to move forward and Koren halted them with raising one of his hands. The mercenary rushed him, moving to punch his gut with his left hand. Koren moved his hands to bat the assailants hand to the side, locking the mercs arm between both of his own. Bringing his arm down, as he raised his knee. There was a snap and a crack, the mercenary screamed as the bone was broken. He yanked his shoulder, bringing him to the ground. Kicking him in the ribs as he went passed him onto the ground. 

He then leaned down and grabbed him by the hair. "I know what you are, I know exactly what you are. You're a coward, a mercenary. What you do, is you get your credits from taking out targets. I'm both impressed that you managed to beat people I had guarding my daughter, and disappointed in their abilities. Don't worry, I'll have my words with them soon enough." He let go of the mans hair, his face falling towards the floor, moving his good arm to catch him he twisted to look up at Koren. Groaning slightly. "I accept that you maybe don't know where they took her. I just need to know how you were hired, by who and by where." Koren took a knee as he leaned down to look right at the mercenaries face. "Don't worry, I'm not going to torture you. I just had a little bit of pent up anger to work out." He stood up and walked to the door, as he reached it it slid up to reveal a Khaleesh warrior standing in full warrior garb with a white menacing mask. 

As Koren walked out the door he indicated his thumb to the Khaleesh. "He's going to torture you." He then walked out and the door closed beside him. Immediately he was met up by Aurrie and Besh. "I need every single report on Hutt activity now. Every ship, transfer and movement from Nal Hutta since she was taken. Every eye and ear we have on Nal Hutta needs tied in now. Put out a general call, all trusted Mercs are to meet me in the Holsko system. I'm getting my daughter back, and the Hutts are going to pay for crossing me."

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