Physical Appearance
Native Language: Basic
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Grey with red and green flecks
Skin Color: Yellowish tan
Height: 6'8
Weight: 167 lbs
Age: 18
Full Name: Kira Petromoto
Physical Build: Well-built/Well-formed (Muscular) Wiry
Homeworld: ?????
Talents/Skills
1) Able to keep calm in the most terrifying of situations 2) well traversed in hand to hand combat, sniping, and usage of firearms 3) can regenerate/heal body parts/organs 4) have extremely abnormal reflexes
Background History
I was eight when it started my brother who was nineteen was piloting the X-wing, my father aY-wing. I was raised as a rebel and was proud of it. Until that one day my father and brother were out on patrol. Then came that day my parents I found weren't my parents they adopted me the rage burning within me was great I had enough credits to buy a passage to any Outer planet I wanted. This was the beginning of my journey.
I took a transport to the planet of Arkania. At the port I meet up with a group of mercenaries they were simulating a space battle.
I watched them and watched them until the apparent leader noticed me he growled "What do you want!" I asked if I could try.
His comrades joked around about this "little kid". The leader sized me up for a bit then said sure I sat in the simulator he told the squad to tech him how to operate the machine the squad was surprised. But after a few yells they did so. In one hour I had learned to fly, then the leader challenged me to fight against his best wingman I was quite shocked then a sense of elation flowed through. I was piloting a TIE fighter and the wingman was piloting an X-wing. After a few hits I shot down the X-wing the squad was shocked. Only the leader remained impassive he said "Yeh see that, that's true piloting" then the leader asked what is your name I responded in a shout "Kira Petromoto". He asked where my parents were I shrugged then he asked if I wanted to become a pilot. After a few seconds of hesitation I nodded.
From that day forth I became known as Red-10.
17 years later I have become the new squad leader I have found being a mercenary too demanding. So I had my best wingman become the squad leader and I one again wandered until I found my goal/desire to become a Imperial Navy filer. I was recruited and now this is my story again as a crewman.
Current Assignments:
None
Personality
Well I'm a sort of patient when it comes to military strategy but it is a requirement. I hate annoying people have an ok temper but can be really vengeful when mad but my anger passes like the wind. I and a wise and deep-thought person often you will find me in a trance. I find that people either hate me or love me usually the former.
My pet peeves are: being annoyed, having to repeat myself, and getting shot in the foot
