Jazce Leife

Jazce Leife

 

Identity

 

Real Name: Jazce Leife

Homeworld: Toprawa

Species: Human

 

Physical Description

 

Age: 36

Height: 196CM

Weight: 87KG

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Male

 

Equipment

 

Clothing or Armor: Old Combat boots, worn pants with a utility belt and a flak jacket. Tends to wear modified stormtrooper plates under his clothing which makes it look bulkier then it is and also gives him access to several useful items.

 

Armour Specifics - Looks like the Standard Scout Trooper Armour System but with several subtle (And not so subtle) differences. The most important being its not just regular armour. It is in fact a Powered Combat Suit with an array of components.

 

The first being colour. It is not Stormtrooper white. It is a Deceptive Pattern Camouflage Uniform design. Meaning its several different colours, dark shades and light shades in a mix designed to throw off the eye. Due to the nature of his equipment this can and does change colour based on the environment with a little effort on Jazce's part.

 

The second is material. It is stronger than the standard Stormtrooper armour and more importantly has two different layers. The outer layer. Or shell is designed to deflect and hopefully stop attacks, it also has the ability to run an Ion current across its entire surface. The inner material is softer, breathable and melded to the user. In effect it is a power armour making the user stronger, faster and more resilient to attack. A shock gel that hardens instantly on command then loosens (also on command) provides great protection from falls and impacts spotted before contact and an added bonus is air conditioning. Armour gets hot! It also makes up for the conductor quality of the outer surface by being Ion resistant and is the home for all the instrumental and power units.

 

The backplate - Thoroughly modified as to fit a Ysalamiri in a minaturised nutrient frame fairly comfortable up top, and two miniaturised power generators down the bottom to power his suits suite of functions. It is the most heavily armoured part of his body seeing as it is where the most valuable parts are. Makes it a bit back heavy but nothing he can't handle. Especially considering as long as those gennies are running (Which they can do indefinitely damage notwithstanding) he doesn't really have to bear the burden of the weight himself.

 

Helmet - The key to it all. State-Of-The-Art with an AI Computer. Easy to use with both verbally, visually and synaptic controlled systems. HUD system with links to both his ship (most importantly remote weapons) and Spy's Delight. Visual links to all his weapon systems for easy targeting. Provides him with datafeeds on his surroundings, his Armour systems, Ysalamiri, potential tactical options, combat information, key capable communications, Facial and Weapon Identification systems, multiple view spectrometry and a nice zoom. Enhanced visual and audio receptors with a optional voice-scrambler for verbal communications capable of altering his voice to say... Copy another person as required. Bonus head-scratcher also.

 

Weapon: DL-44 Heavy Blaster, Charric blaster pistol Various Explosives, Vibroblade, Customized Knuckle-Dusters. Modified and networked ARC-9965

Common Inventory: Datapad, Multitool, Weapons, Credit Chips, Small Scanner and a small custom created tool called Spy's Delight. (Wristlink)

 

Faction Information

 

Force Sensitive

Alignment: The Darker Side of Neutral

Current Faction Affiliation: CoreSec

Current Faction Rank: Lieutenant

 

History:

 

Force Side: None

Trained by: Untrained

Trained who: No-one

 

Known Skills: Former Antarian Ranger, Former Assassin, Former Stormtrooper. Skillsets specific to those plus an affinity for machinery.

 

Background:

A warrior old far beyond his years, he is constantly haunted by the ghosts of his past. This reflects much he believes and colours his actions. Scubby excels at combat, sadly he recognises the feeling of joy that comes when he fights, though he does his best to bury it.

 

History: Born on Toprawa, Jazce's father was one of the revered Antarian Rangers, his mother died in childbirth, he was an only child. In the expectation he would follow his father from an early age he was trained in the martial traditions of the Rangers, learning to shoot all sorts of weapons, survive in any conditions, fly any number of ships, fight hand-to-hand, fight with a vibroblade, the many uses and construction of explosives and stealth were but a few of the many fighting arts he learnt. He was one the greatest to ever be trained in the expectation of becoming an Ranger. When it became apparent he had a strong ability to use the force plans for his future were written up.

 

At the too young age of seventeen Jazce's father was murdered by a band of pirates. Furious at the death of his father, mentor, teacher and friend Jazce stole a ship from a local hangar, Forsaking his teaching and unknowingly betraying the trust and effort his father had placed in his son's future, even his force ability was forsaken and pushed aside. He was intent on revenge. He proceeded to track them down. It took eight years for him to hunt them all, his fury never subsided. Jazce didn't care what the pirates who'd murdered his pirates were doing when he found them, he didn't care whether they had turned over a new leaf, were still as evil as they were they day the killed his father or were married with kids.

 

He made a name for himself in those eight long years. His training served him well, it became apparent to those he met and those who heard of him that he was a merciless killer, uncaring of anything or anyone in the way of him and vengeance. To finance his ongoing search he took out contract killings, he was soon feared as one of the finest, most vicious and efficient killers in that part of the galaxy, his search had him experience almost the entire known galaxy. He learnt new tactics and tricks too his already considerable inventory. With each passing week he became more and more deadly, he learnt much of the galaxy including many of its languages, he fought against Jedi, Sith and many other warriors who used the force or not. His experience of combat became unmatched, his knowledge of death and killing left him scarred, both mentally and physically.

 

Finally with the death of the last pirate his quest for vengeance was over. His furious lust for vengeance, his driving force, his life was quenched. Now he had no reason to go on killing, to continue his dark life, but he knew no other way to live. This cold killing machine that he had become was who he was. For five years he continued on as a bounty hunter, mercenary and jack of all trades.

 

It was then at the age of thirty that something happened that shook the Ice Killer too the core, it changed his view of life, changed his goals and nearly killed him. It was just another killing, a semi-powerful man who had angered a local crime lord, beyond the reach of the crime boss, Jazce had been asked to assassinate the target in a suitably gruesome fashion. It was routine, he easily entered the compound, too high security for the local thugs, but no challenge for him. He quickly made his way to the targets room. The target was there going over datapads at his desk. Pulling his heavy blaster he turned it to maximum and fired. Most of the target disappeared in a cloud of smoke, blood and gore.

 

A noise from the corner earned another shot and another cloud of gore, at a second glance the remains of a woman were apparent, a wife perhaps. It was then that it happened, a patter of bare feet on the floor came from behind, before he could turn a small form thumped lightly into his back, a pair of fist repeatedly thumping into his shoulders, using an elbow he knocked his attacker to the floor, turning he leveled his blaster. But he froze, what he was looking at could have been him, twenty years ago.

 

The young boy, no older then ten had black hair, just as his had been, brown eyes with his determination, and a furious hatred burning in them, aimed at him. It was a sort of awakening for him, an opening to something greater. His mind seemed to open and it wasn't pretty, remorse flooded him. But not sense, he fled the building, the planet, the sector. He spent nearly a year in seclusion trying to find himself, it eventually returned, with his remembrance of the Force. It spoke to him, in a way, guiding his actions, showing him a path.

 

That path led nowhere for far too long. But eventually it led to the Empire. For Several years he worked hard as part of the 501st Imperial Stormtrooper Legion. Yet after watching senseless brutality one time too many Jazce left the Empire. It wasn't had as he and his men had been abandoned on Tatooine. Left to rot by those in command. Changing his name he left the Empire behind. Trying once again to find a new place for a one-time Ranger. Assassin. Soldier.

 

He eventually did find a place. A small newly minted security organisation called CoreSec.

 

Ship Registration

Name: Everready

Class: Light Freighter

Model: YT-1300

Manufacturer: Correllian Engineering Corporation

 

Length: 34.75 meters

 

Armaments: Dorsal and Ventral Quad Laser Cannon Turrets, Forward firing linked Laser cannons, Ion cannons and Concussion Missile Launcher.

Armor: Light with Military-grade shielding, flare and chaff burst.

Anti-Personnel Defences: His droid and a Body Scanner

 

Appearance: Old and battered

Modifications: Weapons, Shielding, Engines, Generators and various other ship systems.

 

- Scan Jammer

- Modified Scanners and Sensors

- Mulitple Ship IFFs

- External Slice Module

- Linked to Armour

 

12MAY11 - Edited in New Armour