05-17-2013, 01:27 PM
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Dayayra Burgos
Also Known As:
CitlaTzin
Aged 22, Born A.S. 799 on planet Gran Canaria, Omega-49.
Freelancer ID # NL 809-5468003-1
Registered Ships: RD-SD-6465279
Model: IR-7 "Raven's Talon"
Ship Name: Candela II
Record
Freighter Escort
Freelance Bounty Hunter
Tale Of A Flightless Bird
The plains where her home and she never thought she would spread her wings, until the place she called home became a nest of sorrows.
Love was a simple thing, and the simple things made her happy. Her mother had always been one to return her affection but soon the young bird would notice that her rolemodel was more of an Eagle than a bird of the plains. Proud, reckless, violent, secretive. But love was simple and simple things made her happy.
Seasons came and went until one day, the simple things became more complicated.
A cry in the night woke her up, and when she looked she saw the husk of a man, burning the memories of a woman in an ashtray, and drowning his sorrows in alcohol. "Your mom is gone, and she is not coming back."
The young bird looked as far as her legs could go, as far as her eyes could see but never found her mother. She looked at her father, resigned to his fate, as if he never loved the woman he once called his wife. Hate was a complicated thing. A thing she was not used to.
Finally she left her element, a silent bird remained in the field, and the sun went to sleep behind the hill.
She traded the open fields for the city, hoping to return to the simpler times and seasons came, and seasons went. The city was her new home and she never thought she would spread her wings. But the place she called home was all but simple.
She never thought that pride and stubbornness would be misery, it was hard to look at herself in the mirror, with her hopes in a future that looked bleaker than the past. Kneeling in the pit she had dug around her, she asked if it was the law of life, to work only to be tired.
One day she received a letter and a key to a storage bay, only three words written on it. "It was hers." The ship must have been older than herself but once she looked inside of it, it felt familiar, like something she had lost, something she had forgotten.
The idea planted itself in her mind to leave the world behind, in search of new worlds and broader horizons, again she left her element, this time to challenge the stars.
Facts:
Is Part Of The Guild Of Renowned Alcoholics.
Is disliked by Bretonnian Armed Forces.
Is on Friendly Terms with Corsairs.
Has made many enemies amongst the Liberty Rogues.
Spent four years escorting Zoners and other traders in, out and through the Omega systems.
Spent two years freelancing mostly in Liberty Space.
Joined USI after two years of pursuing bounties.