FULL NAME: Serrena Alcine
NICKNAME(S): Serr
FACTION: None
RANK: Apprentice
SPECIES: Half-Human, Half-Chiss
AGE: 26 standard years
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’ 4”
WEIGHT: 120 lbs
EYES: Crimson
HAIR: Chestnut
SKIN: Light Tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very slightly
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
+Deliberate - Serrena is a quiet, deliberate young woman. She thinks before she speaks, and carefully crafts her sentences for the utmost effect.
+Graceful - No matter the type of movement or its speed, she has learned to move with grace and a dignity befitting her status as a Companion.
+/- Unique Physiology - As a hybrid of a Human and Near-Human species, Serrena has two unique facets to her physiology. Her gaze is the hallmark glowing crimson of her Chiss father, which in a full-blooded Chiss would waver with the level of oxygen in the atmosphere. In Serrena, however, it is a constant, soft crimson light. Also, because Chiss tend to be more powerfully built than humans, Serrena has a slightly denser bone structure hidden beneath the deceptively slender figure she inherited from her mother. Her bones can and do break, it simply takes more pressure to do so than do the bones of a full Human.
-Pride - A failing of many creatures, Serrena is no different. She takes pride in her status as a Companion, and delights in the fact that her half-Chiss heritage makes her unique. However, she does remember the days before Danger brought her to Oiran House, when she was thought of as little more than a half-breed slave no one wanted to buy.
-Family - Serrena has no family, save for those friends amongst the Companions she was raised with, and Danger, who discovered her on Nar Shaddaa. Therefore she regards them as the greatest of treasures in her life, which is a weakness that can be exploited should it be discovered.
APPEARANCE
Serrena is a petite young woman who epitomizes grace and elegance as all Oiran Companions do. Bright crimson eyes gaze out from soft features, while her slender figure is impeccably maintained and always stylishly attired. Chestnut locks cascade down to her waist in a silken waves, and are most often seen pinned up neatly.
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BIOGRAPHY
Some five hundred fifty years ago, Serrena was born to a Human scientist mother from Chandrila and an Ascendancy Admiral Chiss Father from Csilla.
By the age of five, she had lost her mother to childbirth complications, a little brother named Nathaniel, and a viciously abusive father determined to make her take her mother's place.
By the age of ten, she'd been thrown out onto the streets, somehow learned to survive, and found herself a part of the underground fight rings in Csaplar.
By the age of fifteen she'd managed to win her way free and make her way off-world, before getting caught up in the adult holovid world with a few careful white lies about her parentage and some corrective lenses to hide her crimson gaze.
By the age of twenty, she'd become a galactic star in the adult holovid industry, lost it all when her secret was discovered, and found herself with no other choice but to join the pirates aboard the Crimson Ferret's Revenge.
By the age of twenty five, they had become her family and she had risen through the ranks to become the First Mate of the ship, while beginning a pattern of finding love and then losing it in short order.
By the age of thirty, Serrena had lost everything. The last great love of her life was dead, the Revenge had been destroyed, her crew either dead or scattered across the 'verse, and possibly worst of all, she had to bury her sons beside their father on Mandalore.
But she survived, somehow, and created a clone of herself, into which she had her memories implanted. Not all of them though, she made a few strategic...edits. She eliminated what was most painful and the hardest to live with, and when the clone was ready to emerge from the tank, Serrena killed herself to allow the clone to take over living. She 'survived'...maybe continued on is better in this case...for the next five hundred some odd years in this fashion. Living until she couldn't bear the press of her memories or her lifetimes any longer, then repeating the process of creation and death all over again.
Until this most recent rebirth, it had worked with almost no problems. Minor memories and skill would occasionally be lost in the implantation process, but it was nothing she couldn't manage without. This most recent time, however, something went horribly wrong. She was killed before she had a chance to transfer her memories, leaving her clone a blank slate. With no instructions on what to do in a case like this, the Kaminoan scientists simply ejected her clone from its tank when it had only matured to about ten years old. Having been implanted with only a basic education and languages, she was dumped on Nar Shaddaa with a handful of credits and only her name as a link to a past she knew nothing about.
Serrena found her way to an orphanage where she was liberated from her few credits and forced to live in squalor, while those in charge lived the high life. When they ran low on credits, they simply sold children to whatever slavers they could find to refill their coffers. She herself was sold at the age of twelve, and the slaver had difficulty finding a buyer for her given her glowing crimson gaze. It wasn't until Danger Arceneau appeared at the slave market that the young girl knew anything other than confusion and despair.
Danger gave her the opportunity to make something of her life that would not have happened had she remained on Nar Shaddaa. She was brought to Oiran House, where she went into the rigorous education and training regime to become a Companion.
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SHIP
None.
KILLS
None.
