Cora Passek
An Angel with a Shotgun
Lavrenti Valdier
NAME: Lavrenti Valdier
FACTION: None
RANK:
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 56
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 160lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
- Sucks at combat
- Sadism overrules sound judgement
+ Rich, refined surgeon
+ Torture expert
+ Good plotter
APPEARANCE: Deep blue eyes, slightly thinning and graying light brown hair. Always wears a fine suit, and tie outside of the operating room, and interrogations
BIOGRAPHY:
There are 206 bones in the human body. 8 pints of blood, 24 ribs, and 21 feet of intestine. So much to play with, so little time.
The ribs, are the easiest to start with, of course. they take so little pressure. A foot on the ribcage and the lungs are crushed, a moment of weak pain, the breathing...stinted. More pressure, and the oxygen levels decrease, the eyes dim, the lungs burn in longing... and the heaviness on the chest becomes so... unbearable. Bone grates against panting organs and then as weakness overcomes the body there comes the irresistible snap, muffled under layers of tissue. Searing pain as muscle parts from melded bone, the quiet muscular rip, and then the weight is lifted.
A constant struggle for air, sharp bone jammed against shallow, pounding flesh, the mind, desperate for sleep, dare not. Left in a constant state of daze, pain... and breath, are all that matters.
Pain receptors in the human body are surprisingly... resilient. The flicker of a candle across the back of the hand makes little or no impression... but hold a candle to the palm, the heel, and you feel it.
Bundles of nerves, a message to the brain, then the instant tensing of muscles, defensive against the pain, feeling like ice cold acid pouring over the body. The sound of hissing, searing flesh, the smell of burned skin floating in the air. The blood flow cut off by the bubbling of tissue and the pain receptors die, no longer comprehensive, desensitized, the body left to watch itself mutilated, transfixed. Unwilling, and unable to move.
- Personal Journal Entry of Lavrenti Valdier
Outside of Lavrenti's more exotic and sadistic interests, he is a fine and well respected surgeon, at an elite and private clinic on Corellia. His personal life is kept separate completely from his work life, entirely to help hide his darker nature. While those around him find the man slightly creepy, his skill as refined surgeon have kept too many questions from being asked. Most assume this is just some eccentric quality of an otherwise brilliant man.
SHIP:
None at the moment, though seeking to purchase a nice lovely yacht that will suit his purposes.
KILLS:
Not yet.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
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