Luna Terrik
The Fallen Angel
NAME:
Luna Terrik
FACTION:
CIS Navy
RANK:
Commander of Squall Flight
SPECIES:
100% human
AGE:
24 years old
SEX:
Female
HEIGHT:
1.67 meters
WEIGHT:
120 Lbs
EYES:
Light blue iris
HAIR:
While her hair is typically tied up into a bun for her uniform formality purposes, her auburn color hair is an inch below shoulder length.
SKIN:
Lightish pink, slightly tanned skin that is mostly covered by her uniform.
FORCE SENSITIVITY:
Small and weak connection to the force, will be unlikely to be prospered due her inability to train it.
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Natural pilot: While her skills are extremely basic, Luna’s ability to quickly learn aviation tactics, mechanics, and rules make her a proficient novice.
Creativity: Having gotten her start in the navy in the skies as a pilot, Luna understands the creativity necessary to captain a ship and it’s accompaniying fighters.
Ultimate loyalty: Due to her close relationship with the admiral of her fleet, Zenva Vrotoa, and their relationship outside the military, there is little to nothing that will ever sway her loyalty to the woman.
Impulsive: Although her creativity can lead to some positive results, Luna's impulsiveness leads to just as many negative ones. Her impulsiveness can lead to her clash with higher level admirals.
Power hungry: While never admitting to it, there was one thing on the redhead’s mind when she joined the CIS military after her time with the First Order, gaining power to further her life.
Thirsty for blood: As innocent as the woman may seem, Luna is a bloodhungry captain who will take every opportunity to demolish an opponent. If that means slaughtering a few innocents..Well, that’s just what happens.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------BIOGRAPHY:
It’s interesting how life’s opportunities seemed to pop up out of the most unexpected places.
As the redhead sat in the captain’s chair of her new vessel, military uniform pressed and perfect on her perky form, thoughts of how she had gotten to this moment ran through her mind. The string of events that had led her from her times as a military TIE pilot, to being a personal driver for one of the most renowned company owners in the galaxy, to ending up as one of the woman’s most trusted captain’s after she joined the CIS.
Her gloved fingers lifted up to lightly touch the cold metal necklace around her throat, smiling lightly at the feeling of it pressing against the light skin of her neck. It reminded her of the connection she had with the Zabrak. It was her relationship with Zenva that had gotten her here.
But now, under her leadership, Luna was to forge her own path.
Her own path forward..
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SHIP:
Luna has no personal starship at this point.
KILLS:
~ None ~
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
~ None ~
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