Aleia Dreycon's Bio


Character Info
Character Name: Aleia Dreycon
Titles/Nicknames: N/A
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race: human
Place of Origin: Naboo


Appearance: 5'6', Emerald eyes, long dark brown hair. 145 pounds. She wears plain black knee high boots. The right boot fits a small pistol holder (ladies size). Black pants with silver trim on the sides.Black utility belt. A few pouches on them to carry a few things other then weapons. She wears a skin tight black and silver top, compleated with matching vest.


Distinguishing Marks: On her left arm. Upper near the elbow is a long scar about half cm wide and six inches long. As well as a small tatoo (tribal) on her lower back.
Handiness: Ambidex


Personality: Serious, intelligent, dutiful, punctual, and responsible. You may notice that nowhere in that list of virtues is ‘fun-loving’, ‘sympathetic’, or ‘easy-going’ mentioned. She is not comfortable with overt demonstrations of emotions, pleasant or otherwise, and tends to flounder in situations where emotional distress is involved. Aleia  is very practical-minded, always trying to solve or fix a situation. If she has a saving grace, it is that she is harder on herself than on anyone else, and continuously pushes herself to achieve and excel at all of her endeavors. Thus, disciplining or rebuking her doesn't bring about any rebellion or self-pity, but rather an iron-clad determination to try again and make sure she suceeds this time.


History:
Aleia Dreycon. Personal Journal clips. 1.2


I use to remember what happiness was like. I mean REAL happiness. Not the kind that comes from money,  or a moments bliss. The rush of a warm household and laughter, of  the sun hitting ones face and endless days of play.The thoughts, were all I had. Almost blank as the setting suns of tattooine. I remember it as if it were yesterday when they came...



The young girl, about five years old twisted a piece of cloth in her hands. Her mother Caposatia, was a brillient seamstress in their small part of town. She never knew her father, told he was killed in a pirate raid  while transpotring  local goods. Quit often she would one sent for a commision for the Queens royal wardrobe. Brilliant  and colorfull patterns for any occasion. The young girl loved it, watching her mother weave and sew the fine clothing. One of the best in the land, but also it came with a price. Aleia, didn't know it then why one day someone would have wanted to harm her mother.

Caposatia, was working on a new dress for the queen when it happened. A brilliant shade of green, the darkest color of an emerald with silver and gold trim. Aleia, took up her normal perch on a stool nearby to watch when  the door was slammed open. Masked raiders marched in. Much of the detail fuzzy for the girl as her mother wisked her away. Pulling her down the hall  and shutting a door behind them. Aleia was frightoned, tears pooling down her face as  the door began to crack behind them. Openiing a secret panel she was pushed inside and told to stay quiet. The young girl couldnt see anything but heard the door give and her mother uprehanded,demanding where the child was. Naturally  her mother said nothing as they begain to tear the place down. Aleia frightoned stayed still, barly breathing in fear that she would be found.

After what seemed like hours the men left, thinking she had slipped passed them threw the back window and out into the streets to hide. It wasn't until hours later when the Naboo security forces came in that  she came out. Collapsing on the floor as she was carryied away. For the queen was worried, Caposatia had supposed to drop off one of the other dresses that day and was never late and had sent someone to check on her. When the door was found forced in the security came. Only Aliea was  recovered. Caposatia was nowhere to be found and would never be heard from again. The dress that she had started to work on lay in a heap on the floor. Before they left Aleia managed to tear a piece of the gentle cloth from it, to which she would carry for the rest of her life in her mothers memory.


The years turned, the young frightoned girl was taken intot he palace and raised near the queen. Never with a status, but also regarded as the daughter of the best seemstress the planet had seen. Noone  ever found  the reason why behind the attack and in time life moved on. Aleia  was now ten years of age. Almost a quiet child with no friends, save the Queen and a few palace guards.  Her tutors thought her brilliant, for the girl  took to learning with a thirst. Everything she read from a text she could  respond back in adult clarity. When she wasn't in classes she  trained in martial arts and hand to hand combat with the queens guards.It wasn't soon long after that she started to learn how to pilot small speeders out in the plains. A compleate natural, as she was always watched by at least one guard. Noone denied it to her, the thrill was one joy in her life and seemed to make her happy.  It was from one of those guards that had contact with the imperial forces naval force. Telling them how talented she was at such a  young age.


As well the age of recruitment, they wern't picky. Talent in her area was harder to come by. With no family it made it all the more easier to convience the queen that she needed to go with them. Aleia would have a better life and a career. At first there was objections, but after many arguments  the deal was done. The reasoning was  that once she would have been of age she had no true status and, even then  the next queen may not take to kindly to the girl. So, late one night Aleia was dragged away off to be raised in the naval academy....



The next few years would end up beingone of the hardest tims for the girl. She was stubborn for  a long while, thinking that if she failed they would send her back. The end results gave way for punishments. No dinners, free time and  harder chores. Even though one of the youngest that would be at the academy she wasn't treated any diffrent then the rest. Iwas then that on one of her training classes she was injured badly, earniing her a nasty scar on her arm that she would have  for the rest of her life.


Slowly, after a time she started to grow on to the new way of life, forgetting the traviisties of the past. Taking on a new roll as she grew older. The real kill was her first time in the flight simulators. Defeating even one of the instructors at the age of sixteen from his score.  Still she wasn't perfect, the small flaws she had would drive her to late hours studying until she would get it right. Now, she is twenty-two, almost ready to accept her wings and begin her real missions and hold peace to the galaxey.

Barrell Roll


Defensive- If the enemy is comming up at me from behind at a fast speed  I can youse this  to make him over shoot  me and thus be able to be out of his line of fire  and able to use another monuaver to target my foe. However, I have to have it timed just right. If I misjudge my timing the enemy could follow me threw it and have more shots able if I manage it too late. While it's a usefull manuaver its one that needs to be carefully practiced over and over.

Offensive- Using this manuaver to my advantage if I accidently overshoot my enemy because I came in to fast. If I come in too fast and overshoot him I could be put into his gun range. This manuaver therefor allows me to angle my steering to redirect my craft by pulling the stick back  and move the opposite direction. Much  like if I was swerving on black ice in a car.




Split-S

This gives the pilot  a way to disengage a threat. The pilot  has to have a very good amount of airspace in order to pull this manuaver out. Vertical space and a good  ways in the air. During a turn the pilot would go into a roll and then pull back on the stick to go into a dive. This gives the aircraft a faster speed. The pilot then has to ease on the stick to level out and will have the ship  at a lower altitude. However with the increased speeds it makes it harder to pull out and level with the nose of the craft. If the pilot starts out at a lower level or has the speed too high in the dive  it can result it a fatal mistake. Such as if on a planet with the airstrikes.

This maneuver also makes for a  piviotal  escape, for the soul purpose  if say the pilot is in an all guns or ship only fight. The speed can help the pilot get out of harms way  except for perhaps the bigger toys or missles.

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