Maya Vixen
Member
// Maya Vixen \\
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Homeworld: Praesitlyn
Date of Birth: 810 ABY
Age: 27
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Physical Description
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Species: Human
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 150Lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Slightly Tanned
Force Sensitivity: None
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Affiliation
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Faction: None
Rank: None
Alignment: Neutral
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Character Information
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Strengths
- Adaptability is a boon that can pay off ten fold in an ever changing galaxy, to say the least that it can even save one's life in those more harsh situations where those that are slow to change wither away. Much of her youth, though it would be more proper to say that much of her life has been spent on a myriad of shuttles, freighters, starbases and colonies in the Outer Rim Territory. These experiences and often rapidly changing locations and environments have aided in the growth and development of the person that she has grown into.
- When a life is spent listening to multiple languages spoken by many different species, it can be easily seen that an understanding of these languages would offer the best. From a young age she was taught to listen to the languages that she came across, and many nights Maya could be found by torch light reading a rough translation manual of basic to any language, that she was able to get her hands on. To this end she found herself to have a talent for tongues, dialects and languages of a variety of species and civilizations spread across the Outer Rim Territories.
Weaknesses
- A loss never seems to go away, no matter how once accepts it or how deep it is buried. For Maya this loss seemed to fester rather than become accepted, and even to this day she still finds that her actions against others can be spiteful, even for the slightest accident or having no knowledge of what happened to her at a young age. Sometimes it is not even enough to see the one whom slighted her be taken down, and her spitefulness can often spread to envelop an entire family or community.
- There were many skills and beliefs that were imparted upon her during her upbringing, however it is clearly visible that the virtue of patience was one that was not imparted. While she can manage to wait calmly on small things, there are other times in which her patience dwindles just as quickly as one can pass a simple breath. Maya has also been known to end up peering over an employee's or colleague's shoulder as she waits for them to finish their work.
General Appearance
Simplicity and usefulness are two words that a favorite of Maya's when she looks for items that she wears. She has never had much use for anything ornate or flashy and would often prefer the old and rugged wore in boots and clothes to anything that she has seen others in the Core worlds or wealthy planets wear. To this end she is often seen wearing what many others that have spent their lives in the Outer Rim Territories would wear, of course also adding in her own flare and tastes.
Form fitting clothes are worn out of comfort, and often she has no thought of using her lithe figure for any ulterior motives, preferring to rely on her talents and wits than slumping down to the use of lust to get her way. On the other hand, the lengthy brown coat that she wears hold some sentimental value to Maya, as from her understanding, it was her mother's favorite, as well as being the first coat her father brought as a gift for her; and having been worn by her mother when Maya was born. In terms of her own style, Maya has grown accustomed to wearing a pair of finger less gloves, which she swears by as giving her both grip and sensitivity when they are needed. While seen more as designer than practical, her boots are none the less well worn in and have seen the turn of many moons and traveled just as far as Maya has.
Makeup is kept at a minimal, as after all, it is not of much use in the Outer Rim Territories unless one has taken a job in a seedy cantina or other form of similar work. Often it is kept down to the minimum of a earthly toned lipstick and simple black eyeliner. Even before the loss of her parents she was raised to forge her own path, so much so that it was her own mother that shaved her head the very first time when Maya chose her new hairstyle. Since then, she has kept it that way, and has even admitted that she's continued the style out of pure memorial to her mother.
Biography
Maya was born on Praesitlyn during one of the many shuttles rides that would later mark much of her life. Her mother and father were constantly on the move, going from planet to planet to make their living in the many different colonial ventures that would often pop up from time to time in the Outer Rim Territories. Much of her early life was also marked by these moves, and her upbringing was that in which she was being modeled to follow in her parents footsteps. For Maya there was to be no fairy tale story or rich upbringing that would see her sent off to the high halls of the Coreward Universities and Academies that so many others had a chance to attend.
Likewise her life was not to be an easy one, nor was she to never understand what loss was or how it felt. As a young girl she lost her parents to a mine collapse on one of the many colony ventures in the Outer Rim Territories. Of course the payment was so little that she had no other choice than to end up using the skills that she had learned to work in the mines as well. The only thing that seemed to help in the least was a kind and elderly Sluissi that took Maya in and adopted her to keep her out of the hands of those that had less than reputable ideas for her future.
For the next decade or so, until she turned sixteen, Maya worked on the colony world where her parents had died, living with the kind Sluissi, though she could never really say his name properly and usually just called him Grandfather. By the time she had grown and was ready to move on, the colony she had been stuck on had nothing left to grant her nor keep her there, as even her adopted father would pass days later. From then on, Maya traveled alone, using her skills she had gained throughout her years to move from shuttle to shuttle and freighter to freighter. Often she was hired as a technician or engineer, other times she was even lucky enough to be brought on as a pilot or translator when a ship couldn't afford a proper protocol droid.
Maya though never seemed to be held down or showed any form of actual suffering in terms of the deaths of her parents. These feelings though usually manifested in other means, including a rather nasty spiteful streak when it came to getting even with others. In the last few years though she managed to strike it big during her small time as a prospector in the Outer Rim Territories, having signed on with a mining venture and finding a sizable Alum vein, she sold her portion of the cut for a sizable fee that would see her return to her homeworld with a new goal in mind.
