Alhzen

Biography

Name: Alhzen Irshi Olsintu Age: 22 Height: 6'2 Weight: 250 Build: Athletic Division: Army Squad: Black Jack (The good old BJ) Rank: Lance Corporal Specialty: Combat Medic Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Dark Blue Facial Hair: Dark Brown Goatee Clothing: Off duty he normally wears a white shirt with a black vest over top of it and a pair of black pants.

Personality and Skills

Personality: Tactical, Nervous, Tiresome, Solemn, Loud, Funny. Likes: Booze, Cigarettes, The Ladies, Cards, Guns, Money, and helping people. Dislikes: Spices, Rodians, Losing, Pain, Fire. Skills: A gifted mechanic, Good at close quarter combat with a staff, gifted with rifles and long range weapons. He is also very intelligent.

Equipment

Weaponry + Armor: Armour: Plain white Stormtrooper armor with Blackjack and the number “21” beside it on his right shoulder. Weapons: E-11 Blaster Rifle, 2 DL-44 Blaster pistols, 1 Vibrostaff, An Assortment of Grenades.

History

Alhzen walked into a cantina and sat down for a drink and a game of cards. He had been on a winning streak for quite a while and had won many credits making everyone leave except for one guy. "I have no money, but I will bet my car. Only if you lose you will join the Vast Empire." the man said and threw down a pair of keys. Alhzen grinned luck was on his side "You're on." he said and they played Alhzen quickly losing. The man stood up and asked Alhzen to follow him, which he did. They walked until they had reached a sign up booth and signed him up. "The shuttle arrives at 1100 hours be there." said the man behing the counter. Alhzen sighed and walked back to his place quite depressed.

Alhzen had packed his stuff and arrived at tthe place where the shuttle was taking them to some distant planet. There wasn't much information on the pamphlet he was given but he made due. The trip took around 3 hours then everyone got off sore and tired from the trip. He walked into a small building which said "Training Area". He looked around and sat down waiting for his instructor to arrive. It said he was in Dreshda Training Squad he took a plastic cup of water and downed it quickly. Soon the insructor came in a female Twi'lek Sergeant by the name of Saphira Striker a tough and strong woman. after this a new member of the squad came Baraka Kodex or Tank as he wanted to be called him and Alhzen became friends quickly.

After a few weeks training passed and they were placed into The DD or Dark Dragoons which consisted of the SL Tanus Solvona a calm powerful leader, the ASL Alater a large reptile like species, Orobos a big Whippid and Garryl Gates a corporal in the squad. They did a mission together where they had to infiltrate and destroy a building being the covert ops. unit and all they completed it succesfully. They were then all transfered into BlackJack the newest squad which specialized in Urban Operations. Alhzen though didn't get transfered into BlackJack he was let off duty for some unkown reason, and went back home to Coruscant where he wasn't all to welcomed.

Alhzen walked back into his small apartment in the slums of Courscant with a sigh and went to open the door seeing a note placed on it. "Try the stuff on the counter." the note read, it was signed by an old friend off his who had gotten into some rough stuff. He unlocked the door and saw a small canister with red almost like sand substance in it. He threw his armour, and weaponry from the military he had into a corner and sighed. He popped open the canister and immediately recognize it he had seen spices before and this stuff definetely fit the persona of the drug. He sratched his jaw and wondered what it would be like not all that bad he supposed. "Wouldn't hurt to try... I have nothing better to do since they sent me away." he said...

-A Few Months Later-

Alzhen walked into the alleyway where he saw Tulk Osyen a Rodian who had been dealing him spices ever since the first time he tried it. He smiled and gave him a bag full and waited for the pay. Alhzen coughed up the last bit of money he had and gave it to the Rodian. "There now just..." he was trying to say before he had heard the sounds of sirens. He swore and turned around a few officers of the law had thier blasters aimed at them. Alhzen quickly dove into a nearby building through a side door leaving Tulk to the outside of the building. He quickly tried getting back to his apartment with not much luck because the cops surrounded his place. "Shit..." he said and thrw the spices into a trash can. "Gotta quit this thing..." he said and walked away from his old habits and home.

Since dropping spices he had been drinking and smoking quite heavily because he needed something to keep his mind off spices. Tulk was trying to contact ever since that day and Alhzen heard a knock on his new apartment door a even more run down place infested with the scum of the universe. Alhzen opened the door and had a blaster pointed at his head by the Rodian, "So where is the rest of the money you owe me?" asked Tulk. "Well I dropped the spices and I don't have money on me now so..." he said. "Give me anything said the wiry eyed Rodian and punched Alhzen. Alhzen took the blow then remembered his bit in the military, he swatted the blaster out of the Rodian's hand and punched him in the face knocking him down and gave him a swift kick to the jaw hearing a pop. He lunged for the blaster picked it up and shot Tulk in the head. He hid the body where he could find a spot and sighed as he heard his datapad beep. The messaged was from the VE and it read as follows "Hello,Lance Corporal Alhzen we would like to inform you about a mistake, you should report to BlackJack squad immediately after reading this message, you should have the same squad with a few new people in it." Alhzen sighed and put his datapad away.

He walked to his apartment and changed quickly and had a shower. He grabbedd a few pairs of clothes and his equipment and walked immediately to the docking bay. He wanted to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible so he wouldn't get into any deeper problems. He hopped a nearby shuttle and arrived back to the main VE oupost walking to a new by squad Barracks which read BlackJack on the top of it. He had changed over his time in AWOL he had gained a few pounds and had beefed out more despite the smoking and drinking was also in good shape. He also had grown a nice looking goatee and had an almost always tired look on him now. He was in his best clothes which were less than sub-par for the military and had a flask in hand filled with Corellian Ale and took a sip with the sigh turning the corner to his meeting with his old Squad Leader.