Full Name: Lyy Vaa
Nickname(s): Ice, Baldy
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Kiffu
Race: Kiffar
Occupation: none (heading for something in the world of crime)
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: none
General Description: Lyy is average height bald female Kiffar. She has her mother’s clan’s red tattoo over her right eye and a several piercing, one noticeable just over her lip to the right. Lyy’s head seems very skinny and her skin pale but her body is stronger then your average core world woman. She often wears black makeup to match her clothes and sometimes red to match her clan tattoo.
PictureClothing: Mostly wears black or grey coloured loose clothing, often wears a big old black cloak that can contain many objects and keep her warm in the bottom levels of Coruscant that is less temperate controlled then the higher levels. Other then that normally just practical clothing, nothing too fancy.
Weapons: none
Other Equipment: none
Transportation: none
Inventory: none
Family: Has parents and two smaller brothers living in the Zi-Kree sector near Crimson corridor in the lower levels of Coruscant.
History: Lyy was born on her species’ homeworld of Kiffu, she was her parents’ first born. She can hardly remember her home world because when she was 3 years old when her parents took her with them to Coruscant to try their luck by opening a restaurant in the higher class area. Years went by and everything was alright. When Lyy was 8 her mother gave birth to her twin brothers. It was unexpected and a sudden two extra expenses instead of just one. On top of that the restaurant started to run badly and Lyy’s dad soon had to announce the place for bankrupt. After a short while the family couldn’t afford to live in the higher class end of Coruscant anymore and had to move down below the fog. It took some time before they adjusted to the changes, but after a while Lyy’s dad got a steady job so he could support the family while Lyy’s mother was home taking care of the twins.
The situation left Lyy to more or less take care of her self at the age of 11. Now having no school Lyy found her self spending a lot of time with the other poor kids of the area, most of them criminal. Lyy avoided getting into trouble with the bullying boys by keeping her hair short and try to just look like one of the boys. She soon learned her ways around the narrow and dark streets and how to best survive in them. Most of Lyy’s teens were mainly used to earn money where she could and getting them home to her family so they could live a little better. Sometimes the way to get the money was to pickpocket, but that was a far too risky way. She’d usually wander the streets looking for useful junk to savage and sell. Over the time Lyy learned to know a lot of people in the area and became well known her self. As she got to her mid teens she started to hang around the local gangs and work with them whenever she could. One gang she came to spend a lot of time with was the Raptors gang deep in the Crimson corridor. The Raptors usually stole anything that fancied their eyes, speeders, goods and so on. Sometimes they’d travel to the higher levels to hijack cargo trains and bring the cargo back down, but their main source of income was spice trading. Lyy didn’t start out as one of them, at first she only usually did small jobs, like getting small spice amounts from one place to the other, or just selling them the things she pick pocked from people on the streets. Lyy was happier though, since she didn’t have to dig through trash piles to fine useful parts to sell and cut her hands on broken bottles anymore. Close to her twentieth birthday Lyy finally got accepted into the gang as one of them and got the gang’s tattoo on her arm to prove it. At this stage she was fully apart of the heisting and hijacking the gang earned their living, plus a little extra.
But now that she’s been a member of the gang for over 5 years and done a load of stealing and worse criminal acts, she haven’t really increased her income much she content with just this. Lyy knows she wants to become something bigger and she knows she won’t become it in her current position, so Lyy is starting to look higher.
RP Sample: Lighting her cigarette Lyy looked up at the fog level that constantly kept the Crimson corridors in darkness. As she then took her first drag from the cigarette she looked down at the hectic traffic that was running wildly just in front of her and gave out a deep sigh, blowing smoke out of her nose. She then turned and started to continue her walk down the walkway that was filled with people rushing to get to work. Lyy bowed her head and buried her hands in her old black cloak’s pockets. She then after a while took a hand out to take her cigarette out of her mouth as a Rodian bumped into her shoulder, making Lyy drop her cigarette. Lyy sighed deeply and quickly turned to grab the Rodian’s jacket and shoved her own free hand into his pocket and pulled out a wallet which she recognized as hers. Lyy gave the Rodian a mean stare and the Rodian begged her not to shoot him: “Nobata keepuna!” before she pushed him away and let him flee into a dark alley. She then placed her wallet back into her inner pocket and pulled a new cigarette from her pack and lit it while continuing to walk. As she turned to walk into her local cantina Lyy nodded at the usual drunks and co-criminals that usually hung out there. She made her way to the counter and nodded to the human bartender who asked: “The usually?” Lyy shook her head and replied: “Nah jus’ gimme a caf today”. As Lyy took the first sip from her the caf she peered out over the other partons, she pondered over how best to spend this new day.