Name: VM-578, but goes by V
Age: 17
Gender: Male, heterosexual
Era: Empire/First Order
Affiliation: None, but is sympathetic to the Resistance/Rebellion, due to his hate of the other option
Looks: Short reddish brown hair, spiked in front most of the time. He's got brown eyes to match, with a certain suppressed fire in them, like dying coals in a furnace. His face and neck are tan, from years of outdoor labor-the rest of him isn't pale, but definitely not tan. Standing about 5'7" he isn't exactly muscular, but he's plenty strong. His outfit is just standard stormtrooper/FO armor, but in a dark grey, and instead of a helmet, he has a black hood and a black hexagon over his right eye. It's a cybernetically attached eyepiece, which glows red when he uses it-it's got a couple of extra features on it, too. He also has a Galactic Empire/First Order symbol on his right shoulder-but cracked in half.
Weapons/gear: (See image) He constantly carries a DLT-19 selective fire-capable heavy blaster(full auto or single shots), and a pistol when he can get one.
Job: Sniper and bodyguard for hire
Backstory: He grew up on the agricultural colony of Kayan-14, a newly discovered planet/system. The First Order/Empire invaded when he was sixteen, and he was forced to join their ranks under threat of death to his mother, father and family-in training, his identity was nearly erased, except for his knowing that he didn't belong there, and that he loved being around nature-he also developed a taste for fine foods, because the food they gave him was so bad. He quickly showed to be a proficient marksman, and was designated a sniper in a strike squad, hence the differently colored armor.
He deserted on a training exercise, managing to catch a cargo ship offworld-he's been working as a freelancer ever since, subconsciously searching for where it is that he belongs. For some reason he can't remember, lightsabers and Force users set him on edge-sometimes they can make him downright terrified, especially in a confrontation.
Other: He sometimes takes payment in the form of exclusive or unlimited access to fine dining establishments. He also gets sick in hyperspace travel, occasionally-and doesn't know the first thing about flying a ship.
"V. Just V, that's all you need to know, that's all you'll ever know."
"I wish I could answer that question, but neither of us know much about me."
Theme Song: (cuz why not)
One Of These Nights by Eagles
