Shinnan Moreno
Armed and Angry
NAME: Shinnan Moreno
ALIASES/NICKNAMES: Nan
FACTION: Independent
RANK: Trouble-starter, gunslinger, general malcontent
SPECIES: Corellian Human
AGE: 30
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 135 lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
Rustic - Nan couldn't hobnob with the bigwigs even if she wanted to. She doesn't, to be clear. She'll eat with her fingers if it's convenient, put her feet up on the table and curse like.. well a Corellian.
Gunslinger - Nan is a crack shot even without the force. If it shoots and is small enough to be held by a person, she can probably use it more than passably.
Scrappy - Intimidation doesn't work very well on Nan. She has enough confidence and swagger that she'd likely pick a fight with a Gendai. It might not end well, but that wouldn't stop her.
Snark Alert - Her mouth often makes her enemies. She doesn't censor herself very well even when she tries, and she's rarely trying.
Adaptable - Nan has never had the best of the best, and is used to making do and getting by. She will find away to manage whatever it is she's trying to do with whats on hand.
Mechanic - Going back to making do, Nan can keep things working long past when they should have failed. If she has the best tools and equipment she can do a good job, but if she has to fix a ship with a wrench, some tape and her boot, well, that's what she'll do. It may not be pretty, but it will do the job.
Triskaidekaphobia - Nan really doesn't like the number 13. It's a thing. She won't go to the 13th floor, she won't be the 13th in line, she won't fly on a ship whose serial number ends in 13. Will not.
Indulgent - Drugs or booze for the taking? Why not, you only live once and most people don't even really manage that.
Nan is fairly plain looking for a human. She generally looks like she has only a passing acquaintance with a hairbrush. She's rarely seen without her leather duster or rather worn red scarf. They've no great sentimental value, they're just useful and she likes them. She normally has about three blasters on her at any particular time, if not more. She normally looks a little bit grubby, like she works with her hands rather than in an office.
Nan grew up in the slums of Kor Vella on Corellia, born to an alcoholic mother and an absent father. The best that could be said for her younger years was that she didn't starve, the other families in the area seeing that she was fed. Say this for Corellians, they'd band together and look after their own when it was really needed. Eventually though, Nan fell in with rougher and rougher crowds, finally winding up in what was essentially a gang. In a twist of fate, although never caught for anything she of her friends did, a rival gang framed them for a robbery, and Nan spent several of her teenage years in juvie.
All in all, she's grown up a fairly angry, independent young woman who doesn't much trust the government. And given it's swiftly changing nature as major factions ebb and flow in the galaxy with radically different policies, and all the more recent disasters, who could blame her?
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Badges, Bruises and Boozin'
Slavers Sales, Warehouse Tales
