Naomi David
Supernova
- Joined
- May 24, 2013
- Location
- Kentucky
Name Freya Fremont/Sabine Kryze
Age 20
White
Virgin
5'8
34 DD
Human
Blonde Hair
Blue Eyes
Freya was a bounty hunter who was a hired gun right now for the Resistance. She worked for both sides, but preferred working for the Resistance. They were nice people and paid very well. She actually got much training from them. Much about bounty hunting and mercenary work was learning on the job, as the phrase went, and the Resistance taught her much, as did the First Order during the few jobs she took for them.
Freya was an individual who was very strong in the Force. Her first memory of using the Force was when she was a very small child. Her village was being invaded and she had been cornered by a very scary looking warrior. A massive boulder was just above him, he had cornered her in the back of a cave. She was wishing the boulder would fall and crush him, and it did, moving in a way that no rock the boulder's size could ever naturally do. Of course, she hid this knowledge from all who knew her, bad men and women often raided her village to take children who could do what she could do.
Of course, this meant she went many years without a teacher, but Freya was a very intelligent child, and learned how to do many things on her own, as she was quite an independent person. Her parents had been killed in the raid that she had killed the warrior in. Some time later, nice men and women in very fancy looking armors found her in her little cave, scared and cowering, and took her in. They were called Mandalorians.
She hid her knowledge of the Force from her rescuers. They finished her schooling, and trained her to be like them. A warrior, the good sort. Strong, fast, and most of all, fearless. They trained her to do everything. Fly a ship. Shoot a gun. Fight unarmed. Fight one on one. Fight one on many. Underwater combat. Fight using a staff. If it was a discipline of battle, they taught it to her. They gave her a new name. Sabine Kryze. The good clan Kryze had taken her in. For that, she would always be grateful to them.
When she became old enough, she entered into the 'family business' of bounty hunting, and she was damn good at it, bringing much wealth to the clan, not that the clan needed it. She loved her family, and they loved her. She brought honor and prestige to the name. Right now, her current job was for the Resistance. She was a jack of all trades today. Soldier, medic, fight pilot, whatever they needed her for, though right now, they needed her for her medical skills. The clan had taught her many medical skills. After all, it was a necessity to know how to sew one up after they had been messed up in battle.
Right now they were fighting the First Order on Jakku, the desert planet. She hated these worlds. Sand, dirt, dust, they all got everywhere very quickly, making it quite difficult to keep wounds clean, though she always did her best. She was equipped with two DL-44 heavy blaster pistols, one at each hip, both having refill cartridges next to the holsters. She also had two long serrated edge hunting knives next to the guns, also one at each hip. She also had a heavily modified DC-15x sniper rifle strapped to her back. It was modified to have more magnification and a automatic modification. She also had refill cartridges next to it. The weapon she was most proud of was a long staff next to the sniper rifle. It was sharpened at both ends and made entirely of beskar. Her entire armor set was made of beskar.
Also attached to her back was a very large medpac. A medpack usually contained diagnostics such as medisensors and also could provide flexclamps, synthflesh, irrigation bulbs, bacta, kolto, spray-bandages, bacta patches, spray hypos, bone stabilizers, antiseptics, medical drugs, coagulants, stimulants such as stim-shots, and other essential medicines for the treatment of wounds. The medpac she had on her back had all that, and extras of said materials. She was walking proof that she was very good at healing and killing. All the equipment on her was quite heavy, but she was still light on her feet when she was running. Right now, she was quickly working on patients, she just randomly had people thrown at her tent for her to treat and send on their way. She heard somebody shouting her name through the comm link she was provided. They needed her in combat straight away. She cleaned up the best she could, and handed off her current patient to another competent medic, and got on her way to go kill some First Order bastards.
Age 20
White
Virgin
5'8
34 DD
Human
Blonde Hair
Blue Eyes
Freya was a bounty hunter who was a hired gun right now for the Resistance. She worked for both sides, but preferred working for the Resistance. They were nice people and paid very well. She actually got much training from them. Much about bounty hunting and mercenary work was learning on the job, as the phrase went, and the Resistance taught her much, as did the First Order during the few jobs she took for them.
Freya was an individual who was very strong in the Force. Her first memory of using the Force was when she was a very small child. Her village was being invaded and she had been cornered by a very scary looking warrior. A massive boulder was just above him, he had cornered her in the back of a cave. She was wishing the boulder would fall and crush him, and it did, moving in a way that no rock the boulder's size could ever naturally do. Of course, she hid this knowledge from all who knew her, bad men and women often raided her village to take children who could do what she could do.
Of course, this meant she went many years without a teacher, but Freya was a very intelligent child, and learned how to do many things on her own, as she was quite an independent person. Her parents had been killed in the raid that she had killed the warrior in. Some time later, nice men and women in very fancy looking armors found her in her little cave, scared and cowering, and took her in. They were called Mandalorians.
She hid her knowledge of the Force from her rescuers. They finished her schooling, and trained her to be like them. A warrior, the good sort. Strong, fast, and most of all, fearless. They trained her to do everything. Fly a ship. Shoot a gun. Fight unarmed. Fight one on one. Fight one on many. Underwater combat. Fight using a staff. If it was a discipline of battle, they taught it to her. They gave her a new name. Sabine Kryze. The good clan Kryze had taken her in. For that, she would always be grateful to them.
When she became old enough, she entered into the 'family business' of bounty hunting, and she was damn good at it, bringing much wealth to the clan, not that the clan needed it. She loved her family, and they loved her. She brought honor and prestige to the name. Right now, her current job was for the Resistance. She was a jack of all trades today. Soldier, medic, fight pilot, whatever they needed her for, though right now, they needed her for her medical skills. The clan had taught her many medical skills. After all, it was a necessity to know how to sew one up after they had been messed up in battle.
Right now they were fighting the First Order on Jakku, the desert planet. She hated these worlds. Sand, dirt, dust, they all got everywhere very quickly, making it quite difficult to keep wounds clean, though she always did her best. She was equipped with two DL-44 heavy blaster pistols, one at each hip, both having refill cartridges next to the holsters. She also had two long serrated edge hunting knives next to the guns, also one at each hip. She also had a heavily modified DC-15x sniper rifle strapped to her back. It was modified to have more magnification and a automatic modification. She also had refill cartridges next to it. The weapon she was most proud of was a long staff next to the sniper rifle. It was sharpened at both ends and made entirely of beskar. Her entire armor set was made of beskar.
Also attached to her back was a very large medpac. A medpack usually contained diagnostics such as medisensors and also could provide flexclamps, synthflesh, irrigation bulbs, bacta, kolto, spray-bandages, bacta patches, spray hypos, bone stabilizers, antiseptics, medical drugs, coagulants, stimulants such as stim-shots, and other essential medicines for the treatment of wounds. The medpac she had on her back had all that, and extras of said materials. She was walking proof that she was very good at healing and killing. All the equipment on her was quite heavy, but she was still light on her feet when she was running. Right now, she was quickly working on patients, she just randomly had people thrown at her tent for her to treat and send on their way. She heard somebody shouting her name through the comm link she was provided. They needed her in combat straight away. She cleaned up the best she could, and handed off her current patient to another competent medic, and got on her way to go kill some First Order bastards.