Kyra Katarn
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| Kyra Katarn | |
| Military Information | |
| Callsign: |
KayNine |
| Rank: | |
| Position: |
Company Commander |
| Company: |
Wyvern |
| Company Profile: |
Special Missions Company |
| Ship: | |
| Fleet: | |
| Division: | |
| Affiliation: | |
| Biographical Information | |
| Homeworld: |
Onderon |
| Language(s): |
Galactic Basic, Huttese |
| Occupation: |
Slicer |
| Nickname: |
Glitch |
| Family: |
Deceased |
| Residence: |
Tadath |
| Hobbies: |
Surfing the HoloNet, playing sabacc, improving her skills |
| Fighting Style: |
Accurate and precise |
| Motto: |
If you can't be good, be bad! |
| Physical Description | |
| Species: |
Human |
| Gender: |
Female |
| Age: |
25 |
| Skin color: |
Olive |
| Height: |
6' |
| Weight: |
174 lbs |
| Hair Color: |
Black |
| Hair Style: |
Long and wavy |
| Eyes: |
Green |
| Scar(s): |
None |
| Tattoo(s): |
A slain angel falling in a fiery pit on her lower back and a hand of sabacc cards above her left breast |
| Cybernetics: |
None |
Status[edit]
Wyvern Company Commander
Duties[edit]
- Command the Special Missions Wyvern Company
- In charge of the Unchained's troop complement
Biography[edit]
Appearance[edit]
Kyra is a good looking woman. A great looking woman even. She is 6 feet tall and thus not easy to miss in a crowd. She weighs 174 pounds, of which most is muscular mass. That is not to say she doesn't look all womanly in the right places however. Quite the contrary, she's athletic, lean and fairly flexible as well - the latter trait often proving useful when it comes to crawling through tight spaces and avoiding being grabbed and/or pinned down by all manner of creeps. This, combined with her cautious nature and various skills have helped her stay out of trouble for the most part. If nothing else, there isn't a single scar on her body to prove she had ever been careless or maybe just plain unlucky. Should such a thing had happened though then chances are Kyra would've made sure to surgically remove them. A girl has to look good no matter what, right? True or not, it's what the Onderonian believes and it's also what she puts into practice as well.
Besides, scars just wouldn't look good on her gorgeous body. The mere thought of her smooth and velvety olive skin showing signs of imperfection is enough to make Kyra lightly shudder. It's not that she is all that terribly vain either, but rather it's because Kyra has learned early on that her good looks could be used in many different ways to get what she wanted... or just avoid that which she did not want. Now to further describe those good looks that keep getting mentioned over and over. A pair of big emerald colored eyes, bright and always clear... A small and pretty nose... Ruby red full lips, able to create the dreamiest of smiles... All in all a beautiful face, one framed by black silky hair reaching just below her shoulder blades. The latter she tightens in a ponytail whenever she is either training or attending certain official meetings. Ah yes, the Onderonian also has a couple of tattoos to enhance her beauty, draw attention to herself and/or perhaps just because she found herself thinking that having them would be fun - the exact reason she got them is no longer really clear to even Kyra herself. The first such tattoo is located on her lower back and shows an angel stabbed from behind and falling in a fiery pit. The colors on that tattoo are truly gorgeous by the way. The other tattoo, smaller than the first, is located just above her left breast and shows five sabacc cards.
When it comes to clothing, Kyra's tastes are quite diverse. She can be seen wearing a rather expensive dress one evening only to again be seen the next day walking around the city in quite a casual apparel. For that matter there are also times when she prefers to use cloaks and hooded jackets so as to protect her identity. The galaxy can be a very dangerous place after all... As a Stormtrooper Kyra obviously no longer has any say in what she would like to wear. Still, rather than remain a faceless individual in a sea of white uniforms the Onderonian chooses to do the next best thing she is able to - that is paint small smileys on her helmet. Always one such smiley on the side of the helmet, always different colors and always different expressions as well. As far as weaponry goes, Kyra doesn't really prefer any single weapon type or particular manufacturer. She usually either equips herself based on what she is likely to run into, picks up something dangerous to intimidate potential annoyances with, or otherwise just chooses something she is able to conceal without others noticing. As said, it really all comes down to the exact circumstances.
Personality[edit]
Kyra Katarn is all about simplicity. Not necessarily using simplistic means but rather striving to achieve simplistic goals however. She is simply put the type who knows what she wants and does anything in her power to get it. Nothing more and well nothing less either.
First of all she is obsessed by computers and AIs and would much rather prefer hanging around such things than being around people. That is not to say she is asocial or worse antisocial or anything of the sorts. No, she can deal with organics just fine, it's just that should she be presented with a choice between interacting with an organic and interacting with a state of the art security system she would every single time pick the latter.
She is not the type of person to be governed by laws, rules or too many other similar restrictions. Should such things happen to get in her way then she simply goes ahead and deals with them - ignoring, bending, breaking... stealthily if at all possible.
Kyra has some issues with concepts such as loyalty, friendship, comradeship and similar. She won't easily betray those close to her, but not many end up getting close to her in the first place. The fact she won't easily betray them - and keyword here is easily - also doesn't mean she will put too great a value on such bonds.
She can be fairly fun and generally make for a good company as well, but for the most part however she prefers being by herself and staying silent. Yes, she is more the listener type rather than the talking one...
Her past is not something known to most of her acquaintances and that is pretty much because Kyra herself does not talk about it. She does not talk about it with new people she meets and she does not feel like reminiscing the old times with those that actually happened to be a part of that mysterious past of hers.
If faced with troublesome dilemmas or various obstacles Kyra is likely to come up with ingenious if perhaps a tad unorthodox solutions. It is usually only a matter of time before she manages to figure out a way to overcome such troubles. The means employed might differ based on the individual set of circumstances but other than that there is really nothing capable of standing between her and something she really wants.
Regarding her vices - she doesn't particularly enjoy drinking or smoking but occasionally does both. She enjoys playing sabacc and is fairly good at it too. Even better if and when she begins cheating as well. As far as sex goes, she is satisfied with one night stands and very short term relationships. She's not likely to seek out a serious relationship any time soon.
History[edit]
Onderon - a place where one's birth pretty much seals his or hers walk of life. The ones being lucky enough to be born as royalty or otherwise just very influential people will not likely throw away their power and wealth for any reason. Those being unlucky enough to be born as nothing more than simple commoners... well either they would live their lives taking crap from others till the day they'd eventually die or they would turn to crime and other immoral activities hoping they would end up making enough credits to escape their seemingly cruel destinies. A choice is thus presented to the latter category - live as pathetic nobodies or live as foolish dreamers instead. There are of course also times when individuals get robbed of this choice, when others end up making it for them... This also happened to be the case of the individual known as Kyra Katarn. She never knew her father and from what she heard from early childhood she would never be able to know him either - the human made the mistake of borrowing some money from a group of dangerous individuals, money that he later ended up gambling away thus incurring even more debts. Needless to say those debts, or better said those debt collectors, eventually caught up to him and when they did... well suffice to say that his body was found in a ditch all black and blue and cut all over. It wasn't really that much of an uncommon sight in the Commoner Quarter however.
Alas, as underworld rules would have it one's debts can and often will be handed down to his or hers family should he or she no longer be able to pay up. In layman's terms, the previously mentioned unfortunate soul's debts would end up becoming his wife's debts. Hers and her's two daughters - Miranda and Kyra. Since the latter two were still too young to possibly come up with any real money that just left the mother to do it somehow. Now as a child Kyra never knew exactly what her mother did for a living, working mostly nights in various sleazy establishments and coming home in the morning all tired and on occasion bruised and possibly even bleeding slightly. By the time the girl would figure out exactly what her mother had been doing to keep them all alive, the latter would no longer be amongst the living. The lack of proper food as well as sleep, the continuous stress, the occasional drugs she either took herself or was forced to take by others - all these would become factors that would in the end spell the death of her. At the time that the tired and broken woman would finally embrace eternal rest Kyra would be twelve and her sister fourteen.
Having become orphans, the two girls ended up living with an aunt they had never even met before. Things hardly changed for the better however. The woman they had been sent to live with was already having her hands full with her own kids. She provided Miranda and Kyra with a place to sleep and also provided them with some cheap, crappy food but that was about it. No love or other warm feelings were ever exchanged between the woman and the two girls. In the end all the two of them had was each other. That's what they believed for quite some time until they finally met up and began hanging out with a group of other kids roughly their age. It was for the first time that they managed to form bonds of friendship and for that matter it was also the first time the two of them managed to have some fun as well. Not that the fun would last for too long however...
But then again these were all things of the past, things that Kyra no longer cared to remember or cling on to. Rather than continuing to fight her past in what seemed such a futile attempt anyway, the girl nicknamed Glitch decided to instead look forward to her future. That though implied first getting away from Onderon. It also implied improving a few skills and possibly gaining a few more as well. Joining the military seemed like the fastest, safest and possibly most rewarding alternative seeing how she didn't want to either sell her body or marry some oaf to take her away. Since the Vast Empire was hiring new blood all the girl could think of was - why the heck not? She figured she'd cash in a few paychecks and make herself scarce afterward. The universe was a big place after all...
Her time in the Vast Empire's Stormtrooper Corps was anything but uneventful. Infiltration missions, assault missions, assassination missions, missions that required her to be stealthy, missions that required her to blow stuff up, missions that required her to merely survive countless waves of fierce looking enemies...
But Kyra survived though. Not only that but she also managed to rise through the ranks as well. After serving in regular squads for a while, the woman was eventually transferred to Special Missions ones. Now that's when the jobs really became dangerous, yet at the same time also so very exciting as well. She eventually made Squad Leader of one such unit. After more time had passed she made Platoon Adjutant and eventually even Platoon Commander. She did not believe her career would rise any further than that but she was proven wrong when the brass finally offered her an entire company to command.
Through a certain set of circumstances involving the Naval branch's Intelligence agency, both she and her entire company were assigned to a small Carrack-class Light Cruiser. Normally such an assignment would've been considered offensive - a waste of valuable resources... That is until the ship's purpose was also revealed: a special ops ship, one that would as such require some properly trained troopers to carry around...
