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(Meh-ray-na Suh-th) Age : 21 Sex : Female
General Appearance Height : 5’6”
Hair : Red/Brown, soft curls, just past her shoulder blades in length, Usually worn in a ponytail Eyes : V. Dark Brown
w. Flecks of Yellow and Gold Skin : Light Brown\Bronze (African-Asian)
Distinguishing Marks A crescent
shaped tattoo on her left cheek just below her eye, points up, black A crescent shaped tattoo on her stomach, just above
her navel ( an innie ) points down, black A straight scar on her right arm from an inch before her wrist to just below
her elbow varying in width from 1/8 “ to 1/2” A curved scar on her right leg, from above the left side of
her ankle to 4 inches below, and to the right of, her knee. At widest point 1/2 inch in width
History
Born
on a middle class world, not quite Core, not quite Border to her Mother, a local Mechanic, and her Father, a self employed
courier. She was raised with a fair amount of education though rarely giving it the attention that her teachers, and parents,
thought she should preferring to spend her time helping her Mother diagnose a troublesome grav drive or zipping around with
her Father in his shuttle
At the age of Fourteen Merrena was given her first flight lesson by her Father, a lesson
which result in a crash that gave her the two scars she tries to keep hidden even to this day. Wearing long sleved shirts
and pants in all but the most extreme heat.
Her Father, however, sustained only minor injuries. Her father blamed
himself that she was so badly hurt when he wasn’t and she blamed herself for all but totaling his business but despite
the rift this mutual self blame caused between them both get along well.
She didn’t take another flying lesson
till two years later and it was then her ability with a craft became evident so much so that she entered several contests
over the next few years and winning more then a few.
She was approached by an alliance recruiter after one show and
considered signing up but after several arguments with her parents over the idea, instead headed out o her own as a pilot
for hire.
She was 19
Over the next two years Merrena expanded her flight skills to larger and larger craft
in situations that more then once, put her at odds to the Law.
During that same time Merrena got her two tattoos.
One, on her stomach, after her first night of hard liquor shared with her then crew, and the other, below her left eye, after
hearing of her father’s death to “catch the tears”.
Personality
Merrena is often simply
spoken, which is not the same as simple, using the minimum amount of words necessary. She also tends to be quite literal but
whether this is for her own amusement or how she was raised is unknown to anyone but her mother. She does, however, tend to
smile while being so.
She has, and continues to, ignore the opposite sex for the most part not due to a lack of interest
but she just doesn’t find it worthwhile. While young she had better things to do like help her parents or schoolwork
and when she got older she had more interest in flying.
Her sense of humour is slanted towards the sarcastic and unusual
having grown up on her mothers collection of earth-that-was comedy sketches, occasionally quoting from them and has grown
used to the glances from people that have no clue what she’s talking about.
As far as the Alliance/Independence
question goes Merrena has no preference one way or the other, she was barely 15 by the time the war ended and her home world
had never been part of the conflict but she has grown to think that, perhaps, The alliance isn’t quite the great good
it makes itself out to be. A viewpoint she’s slowly built over her two years on her own.
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