Garik Reed
Active Member
NAME: Garik Reed
FACTION: The Galactic Alliance
RANK: Captain
SPECIES: Human
SUBSPECIES: Corellian
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6’2”
WEIGHT: 160lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS:
Born on Corellia, Garik had the same childhood nearly every other Corellian boy did. Fighting bullies, stealing stuff, generally being a miscreant. Life was a breeze, never worrying about anything; until he grew up. Finding himself lost in galaxy, having been kicked out by his parents who had 7 other children to worry about, Garik being the oldest, he signed up for the Republic Navy. It gave him a purpose, to say the least. Gave him something other than stealing deathsticks off of some blind Rodian. That was, until something strange happened.
People began to disappear. Just sort of left. Garik didn't know what it was, but the fleet he was stationed in was stuck in the outer rim. So, he wasn't a Republic pilot anymore, to say the least. His fleet began the formation of the Galactic Alliance, something he struggled with. Surely if he flew off in his X-Wing to rejoin the Republic, they'd welcome him with open arms and the GA wouldn't miss him for a second. Then again, the Alliance was a new start. Garik could leave everything behind, but he didn't know what lay ahead. For weeks, he struggled over his decision, and his squadron noticed it. His flying took a hit, and Garik knew he had to make up his mind. So, that was that; here's to a new start.
SHIP:
T-65 X-Wing
ROLE-PLAYS:
SoonTM
FACTION: The Galactic Alliance
RANK: Captain
SPECIES: Human
SUBSPECIES: Corellian
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6’2”
WEIGHT: 160lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS:
- Military man: Garik’s been a fighter pilot since he was old enough to sign-up, and he hasn’t even thought of leaving once. As a young man, being a pilot sounded like the most fun option he could find in the Republic military, and so he began his career in the navy. Since then, he’s received plenty of training in piloting, starship repair and maintenance, as well as basic firearms training.
- Dedicated: Whether it’s to the GA or to winning a particular difficult hand of sabacc, Garik will fight to the very end. He isn’t one to stop working when he wants something done. The true meaning of, ‘when the going gets tough, the tough get going.’
- Corellian: Think of the most Corellian Corellian you know, and Garik probably isn’t too far off from them. Gambling and back talking are just a few of the songs in his repertoire. However, sometimes the second get’s him in trouble. In fact, so does gambling...
- What does ‘relaxed’ mean?: When your life is full of adrenaline and explosions, you grow accustomed to it. While in his youth Garik was one of the most lazy boys you’d have ever met, the navy hardened him, and he generally doesn’t let down his guard, not to mention how a smile is from him.
- Sealegs: Garik has spent so much of his time in starships, being on land is usually more difficult than being on a cruiser, or in the cockpit of his X-Wing. Sometimes people often mistake him for a drunk when he lands on a planet after being in space for a particularly long amount of time.
- Toned body
- Short hair and stubble
- Little scars in various places
Born on Corellia, Garik had the same childhood nearly every other Corellian boy did. Fighting bullies, stealing stuff, generally being a miscreant. Life was a breeze, never worrying about anything; until he grew up. Finding himself lost in galaxy, having been kicked out by his parents who had 7 other children to worry about, Garik being the oldest, he signed up for the Republic Navy. It gave him a purpose, to say the least. Gave him something other than stealing deathsticks off of some blind Rodian. That was, until something strange happened.
People began to disappear. Just sort of left. Garik didn't know what it was, but the fleet he was stationed in was stuck in the outer rim. So, he wasn't a Republic pilot anymore, to say the least. His fleet began the formation of the Galactic Alliance, something he struggled with. Surely if he flew off in his X-Wing to rejoin the Republic, they'd welcome him with open arms and the GA wouldn't miss him for a second. Then again, the Alliance was a new start. Garik could leave everything behind, but he didn't know what lay ahead. For weeks, he struggled over his decision, and his squadron noticed it. His flying took a hit, and Garik knew he had to make up his mind. So, that was that; here's to a new start.
SHIP:
T-65 X-Wing
ROLE-PLAYS:
SoonTM
