Post by Soleia Reiss on Feb 12, 2005 10:09:44 GMT -8
§ Igatta Pafturi Fel §
Age: 25
Gender: female
Species: human
Homeworld: Corellia
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125
Build: strong and tough, but feminine enough to be
considered beautiful
Appearance:
(Except she has a lighter skin-tone and brown hair)
Hair color/style: brown / short mop-top
Affiliation: NR, she is a master of disguise
Statis: Soldier
Weapons and accessories: Mini concealable blaster pistol (nozzel fits between the middle and index finger and the trigger is pressed with the thumb), disruptor rifle, Ryyk Blade, holographic image disguiser
Ship: Her ship has been registered under many
different names (she alone knows it's real
name) and is frequently given a new
paint job
Personality and Behavior: She messes her words up a lot when she's speaking, She often transposes letters from her words or stutters a little, she hates this, it annoys her because she is big on grammer and such. She is an easy person to love but a hard person to get close to because of her occupation.
Bio: She walks the hazardous footsteps of her father as a master of disguise. When she was young her favorite past times were mimicking people and acting in school dramas. She is capable of changing her voice to match that of practically any character from the holovids or folks from real life. In college she studied languages such as Rylothian and Old Corellian as well as other basic languages used throughout the wide span of the galaxy. "Why a master of disguise?" some might ask, let us look back to a part of her life Igatta will never forget. When she was nearly eight-years-old her father had been taken ill by a deathly virus. Igatta and her father were like the same mind with a different face, her daddy was her role model and all her childhood she dreamed of one-day becoming what he was. Thinking of it as no more than child’s play her father encouraged it and taught her every simple trick he knew about disguising ones voice and taking on the role of another. Not one word that her father spoke ever left Igatta’s memory, especially that last day she spent in his presence...
Willim, in his final hour of life, spoke to Igatta, “Please promise me that you will choose a safe life, Igatta, don’t do what I did. You must help your mother, watch over the people you love, not put their lives in danger by choosing a dangerous job. Grow up and find a good man, one I would approve of, and spend each day with him as if it were your last. Your mother will have a baby soon, I want you to look out for her for me. I won’t get to meet her so I need you to tell her how much I love her and wish I could have met her...tell her that when she’s old enough to understand. Can you do that?” Igatta had nodded with tears in her eyes, at the time she had no idea something would soon happy that would make that promise almost impossible to fulfil. Her baby sister was born a month after her father died, two months later the child was kidnaped and no trace of her was ever again seen. And so Igotta dedicated her life, from the day she was old enough, to learning everything she can to become the best master of disguise humanly possible, breaking one of her fathers wishes to fulfil another- to tell her baby sister how much her father loved her, to protect her, to look out for her, to hunt the farthest corner of the galaxy until she finds her. A lost cause? Perhaps so, but Igatta will not give up until the day she dies. In the meantime she finds ways to use her skills to make money, she is trained in martial arts and other hand-to-hand combat tactics, she now works for the new republic carrying out any missions where skills such as hers are vital in hopes that she will someday find a clue that will bring her closer to her beloved lost sister.
Age: 25
Gender: female
Species: human
Homeworld: Corellia
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125
Build: strong and tough, but feminine enough to be
considered beautiful
Appearance:
(Except she has a lighter skin-tone and brown hair)Hair color/style: brown / short mop-top
Affiliation: NR, she is a master of disguise
Statis: Soldier
Weapons and accessories: Mini concealable blaster pistol (nozzel fits between the middle and index finger and the trigger is pressed with the thumb), disruptor rifle, Ryyk Blade, holographic image disguiser
Ship: Her ship has been registered under many
different names (she alone knows it's real
name) and is frequently given a new
paint job
Personality and Behavior: She messes her words up a lot when she's speaking, She often transposes letters from her words or stutters a little, she hates this, it annoys her because she is big on grammer and such. She is an easy person to love but a hard person to get close to because of her occupation.
Bio: She walks the hazardous footsteps of her father as a master of disguise. When she was young her favorite past times were mimicking people and acting in school dramas. She is capable of changing her voice to match that of practically any character from the holovids or folks from real life. In college she studied languages such as Rylothian and Old Corellian as well as other basic languages used throughout the wide span of the galaxy. "Why a master of disguise?" some might ask, let us look back to a part of her life Igatta will never forget. When she was nearly eight-years-old her father had been taken ill by a deathly virus. Igatta and her father were like the same mind with a different face, her daddy was her role model and all her childhood she dreamed of one-day becoming what he was. Thinking of it as no more than child’s play her father encouraged it and taught her every simple trick he knew about disguising ones voice and taking on the role of another. Not one word that her father spoke ever left Igatta’s memory, especially that last day she spent in his presence...
Willim, in his final hour of life, spoke to Igatta, “Please promise me that you will choose a safe life, Igatta, don’t do what I did. You must help your mother, watch over the people you love, not put their lives in danger by choosing a dangerous job. Grow up and find a good man, one I would approve of, and spend each day with him as if it were your last. Your mother will have a baby soon, I want you to look out for her for me. I won’t get to meet her so I need you to tell her how much I love her and wish I could have met her...tell her that when she’s old enough to understand. Can you do that?” Igatta had nodded with tears in her eyes, at the time she had no idea something would soon happy that would make that promise almost impossible to fulfil. Her baby sister was born a month after her father died, two months later the child was kidnaped and no trace of her was ever again seen. And so Igotta dedicated her life, from the day she was old enough, to learning everything she can to become the best master of disguise humanly possible, breaking one of her fathers wishes to fulfil another- to tell her baby sister how much her father loved her, to protect her, to look out for her, to hunt the farthest corner of the galaxy until she finds her. A lost cause? Perhaps so, but Igatta will not give up until the day she dies. In the meantime she finds ways to use her skills to make money, she is trained in martial arts and other hand-to-hand combat tactics, she now works for the new republic carrying out any missions where skills such as hers are vital in hopes that she will someday find a clue that will bring her closer to her beloved lost sister.