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Unit Identification Information.
Unit Identification Image:
Unit Name: Pixie
Unit Gender: Female
Unit Species: Female
Unit Ranking: SR3
Physical Appearance: 5 Feet tall, Red and White Envirosuit, Blood Stained Armor, Tinted Visor, Thin Body,
Unit Vocals: Extremely high pitched voice, sort of annoying, very compassionate, likeable voice
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Personnel General Information.
Unit training: Crime Organization on Omega, Time as Hit man/assassin
Unit Assignment: The Prometheus.
Operational Status: Active
Unit Casualty Status: Alive
Previous Post: Citadel
Unit MOS: Corpsman
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Unit Faction Relationships.
Faction Allegiance: New Eden Crew
Listed Liked Factions: NEC, Alliance, C-sec, Alliance, Most other Groups
Listed Disliked Factions: Reapers, Omega mobsters
Listed Neutral Factions: Salarian Rebels
Hostile Factions: Reapers, Omega Crime Organizations
Unit Personnel Relationships.
Affectionate: N/A
Liked: Olesen, Shela, Proxx, Anastasia, Alyssa, tucker
Neutral: NEC Crew members
Disliked: N/A
Respected: Shela, Proxx, Olesen
Feared: N/A
Hated: N/A
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Unit History.
Jihel Was born aboard a small, quick ship known as the Rheingau. Her parents adored her, and showered her wit all they could afford, which was not a great deal. Jihel was small, even for a quarian. weighing very little, and not growing a great deal, only to about 4'10. When she began to speak, her voice her not developed to the correct pitch, leaving her with a somewhat aggravatingly high pitched voice, mixed with the tech of her envirosuit, leading her to sound very young and immature. her early childhood consisted of immense affection and obsession, leading her pilgrimage, being alone, and treated as less than by some, to be very hard and life changing. until then however, she was part of an extremely loving community, built forth from many years of surviving off what could be found, and each other. She grew up being taught lessons by her parents, learning about her species, and herself. Her father would teach her to fight, and her mother would teach her to survive alone. eventually, all of this living came to a climax. It came time to embark on the one thing that is central to all Quarians, her pilgrimage. She left the fleet and her family with only her envirosuit, a brand new one gifted to her by the fleet, It was colored white, the armor plates, and the suit itself extremely bright and built with a material that was difficult to stain of dirty, the sit had red accents, the outlines of plates, and small painted designs, used to replicate tattoos she could not receive, placed there after she had received it. she made it her own, and cherished it. she left with that along with the credits they had saved for this precise moment, the climax of her life, and a scare task she would have to complete.
Going off on her own into the galaxy. she searched and searched for that one thing that could stand out as useful, or glorious. she became passionate about many topics, only to lose interest after a short time. She started her pilgrimage in Omega, rubbing shoulders with mean and aggressive races and people, while there, she did work for criminals and civilian alike, acting as muscle, or as an assassin, or just helping a family with basic living. eventually, after working for warlords, and organized gangs. she decided again the life that was in front of her, so after stealing some credits, and boarding the first flight off the station, she made her way toward the citadel, a place promising happiness and discovery.
after living on the citadel for a great deal of time, she made many friends, and created many connections. here she decided to I identify herself as Pixie, she did this for two reasons, One due to her voice, which was unnaturally high for a Quarian, causing the immigration officials at the citadel to give her the nickname, and two, to keep her identity from her crime days hidden from those she stole from, and those she wanted to protect.
while living on the citadel, she volunteered in clinics and tried her hand with helping people. she found that she loved the experience, and that surgeries, and treatments fascinated her more than anything shew had attempted before. she work for a while, and became obsessed with mortality. She wanted to understand why people were affected by things they way they were, especially herself, who being a quarian was prone to sickness from the smallest exposure to stimuli. eventually expanding her interest to the other races in her life. she spent time studying her body, her physiology, and her biology. She decided to begin studying herself, preforming surgeries, and examining different parts of herself, Leaving her with many scars. She tested her reactions to chemicals, and different diseases, however, always keeping it controlled, and when dealing with anything deadly, she would run test on copies rather than herself, this abuse of her body's function left her mind a bit wild, and she caught a minor case of the mad scientist disease. When she decided to investigate her vision, she had a mishap. she ended up mistakenly applying an incorrect solution to her eye, staining her left eye a very dull grey, leaving it to cause her to have very foggy vision in that eye, she had also studied her limbs, she constructed a synthetic hand, nearly identical to hers, and replaced it so that she could study it. She continued the studies of herself,entirely unrelenting, wanting to know everything imaginable about herself. She proceeded to join different research teams, allowing her to preform many studies and tests on other races, now comparing herself to others, seeing what is so off about the Quarian immune system, and discovering already discovered facts, but seeing them for the first time herself was as gratifying as it must have been for the original scientists. who had been studying various other races
al0ong her travels and explorations, she would hear talk from the locals about a New Eden Crew. she was fascinated with the stories they would tell of heroics and discovery, she had a picture in her mind of great people, who could provide her with the exact thing she was hoping to find through her pilgrimages, unfortunately it seemed, she was always arriving at the site of the last arrival just after they had departed, she had begun the chase, following them to every stop. only to find they had gone, and left only stories in their wake. she decided that her goal would be to find and join this crew, and do whatever she could to aid and study them. hoping to find something profoundly glorious, and maybe meet some oddballs who could make her life just a bit more interesting. She just hoped that she would be accepted. She knew she was not the easiest to get along with, or the most tolerable, but she had a gol, and nothing would stop her.
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Unit Identification Information.
Unit Identification Image:
Unit Name: Pixie
Unit Gender: Female
Unit Species: Female
Unit Ranking: SR3
Physical Appearance: 5 Feet tall, Red and White Envirosuit, Blood Stained Armor, Tinted Visor, Thin Body,
Unit Vocals: Extremely high pitched voice, sort of annoying, very compassionate, likeable voice
___________________________
Personnel General Information.
Unit training: Crime Organization on Omega, Time as Hit man/assassin
Unit Assignment: The Prometheus.
Operational Status: Active
Unit Casualty Status: Alive
Previous Post: Citadel
Unit MOS: Corpsman
___________________________
Unit Faction Relationships.
Faction Allegiance: New Eden Crew
Listed Liked Factions: NEC, Alliance, C-sec, Alliance, Most other Groups
Listed Disliked Factions: Reapers, Omega mobsters
Listed Neutral Factions: Salarian Rebels
Hostile Factions: Reapers, Omega Crime Organizations
Unit Personnel Relationships.
Affectionate: N/A
Liked: Olesen, Shela, Proxx, Anastasia, Alyssa, tucker
Neutral: NEC Crew members
Disliked: N/A
Respected: Shela, Proxx, Olesen
Feared: N/A
Hated: N/A
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Unit History.
Jihel Was born aboard a small, quick ship known as the Rheingau. Her parents adored her, and showered her wit all they could afford, which was not a great deal. Jihel was small, even for a quarian. weighing very little, and not growing a great deal, only to about 4'10. When she began to speak, her voice her not developed to the correct pitch, leaving her with a somewhat aggravatingly high pitched voice, mixed with the tech of her envirosuit, leading her to sound very young and immature. her early childhood consisted of immense affection and obsession, leading her pilgrimage, being alone, and treated as less than by some, to be very hard and life changing. until then however, she was part of an extremely loving community, built forth from many years of surviving off what could be found, and each other. She grew up being taught lessons by her parents, learning about her species, and herself. Her father would teach her to fight, and her mother would teach her to survive alone. eventually, all of this living came to a climax. It came time to embark on the one thing that is central to all Quarians, her pilgrimage. She left the fleet and her family with only her envirosuit, a brand new one gifted to her by the fleet, It was colored white, the armor plates, and the suit itself extremely bright and built with a material that was difficult to stain of dirty, the sit had red accents, the outlines of plates, and small painted designs, used to replicate tattoos she could not receive, placed there after she had received it. she made it her own, and cherished it. she left with that along with the credits they had saved for this precise moment, the climax of her life, and a scare task she would have to complete.
Going off on her own into the galaxy. she searched and searched for that one thing that could stand out as useful, or glorious. she became passionate about many topics, only to lose interest after a short time. She started her pilgrimage in Omega, rubbing shoulders with mean and aggressive races and people, while there, she did work for criminals and civilian alike, acting as muscle, or as an assassin, or just helping a family with basic living. eventually, after working for warlords, and organized gangs. she decided again the life that was in front of her, so after stealing some credits, and boarding the first flight off the station, she made her way toward the citadel, a place promising happiness and discovery.
after living on the citadel for a great deal of time, she made many friends, and created many connections. here she decided to I identify herself as Pixie, she did this for two reasons, One due to her voice, which was unnaturally high for a Quarian, causing the immigration officials at the citadel to give her the nickname, and two, to keep her identity from her crime days hidden from those she stole from, and those she wanted to protect.
while living on the citadel, she volunteered in clinics and tried her hand with helping people. she found that she loved the experience, and that surgeries, and treatments fascinated her more than anything shew had attempted before. she work for a while, and became obsessed with mortality. She wanted to understand why people were affected by things they way they were, especially herself, who being a quarian was prone to sickness from the smallest exposure to stimuli. eventually expanding her interest to the other races in her life. she spent time studying her body, her physiology, and her biology. She decided to begin studying herself, preforming surgeries, and examining different parts of herself, Leaving her with many scars. She tested her reactions to chemicals, and different diseases, however, always keeping it controlled, and when dealing with anything deadly, she would run test on copies rather than herself, this abuse of her body's function left her mind a bit wild, and she caught a minor case of the mad scientist disease. When she decided to investigate her vision, she had a mishap. she ended up mistakenly applying an incorrect solution to her eye, staining her left eye a very dull grey, leaving it to cause her to have very foggy vision in that eye, she had also studied her limbs, she constructed a synthetic hand, nearly identical to hers, and replaced it so that she could study it. She continued the studies of herself,entirely unrelenting, wanting to know everything imaginable about herself. She proceeded to join different research teams, allowing her to preform many studies and tests on other races, now comparing herself to others, seeing what is so off about the Quarian immune system, and discovering already discovered facts, but seeing them for the first time herself was as gratifying as it must have been for the original scientists. who had been studying various other races
al0ong her travels and explorations, she would hear talk from the locals about a New Eden Crew. she was fascinated with the stories they would tell of heroics and discovery, she had a picture in her mind of great people, who could provide her with the exact thing she was hoping to find through her pilgrimages, unfortunately it seemed, she was always arriving at the site of the last arrival just after they had departed, she had begun the chase, following them to every stop. only to find they had gone, and left only stories in their wake. she decided that her goal would be to find and join this crew, and do whatever she could to aid and study them. hoping to find something profoundly glorious, and maybe meet some oddballs who could make her life just a bit more interesting. She just hoped that she would be accepted. She knew she was not the easiest to get along with, or the most tolerable, but she had a gol, and nothing would stop her.
