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Revision as of 10:41, 31 January 2013
Samantha Silverfall | |
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Profile | |
Origin | New London |
Occupation | Mining, Transporting |
Gender | Female/Unknown(Incubby) |
Affiliation | IMG |
Status | Active (Jan 817 A.S.) - (Mar 817 A.S.), (Jan 819 A.S) - Currently |
Born | Jan 7, 796 A.S. |
Died | Not death |
Table of contents | |
Personallity and know abouts
- Samantha is a nice, but sometimes undisciplined person, especially after her release from nomad captivity.
- She has a small dislike for men, often insulting them when they even do the minuscule things wrong.
- She has made peace with the incubby inside her, allowing the incubby its presence, as long as she is herself.
- She sworn never to hurt Nomads, but Wilde may be a problem.
Background
Born on New London, all she wanted to do was to fly ships, of any size. She knew at her graduation age of 17 that she could. Expressing her interests in transports and mining operations through out Dublin, in particulairy IMG. She heard so many good things about it. The freedom, the routes she could take, let alone, fly with a group of experienced pilots.After her success at the pilot academy, she soon found a nice space ship, which she bought soon after.
Acceptance to IMG
She explored the house system of Bretonia at first, untill she got to Dublin, where she was greeted by IMG pilots, miners and of the likes. After she was given some information, She applied for a transport job, with IMG suplementing the ship on lease. She was led for a few transports by great escorts, whom scouted ahead. Her job was going great. Infact, It went so great for her, that soon she was freely given a miner herself so she could fill in the other transports.
While she was happy with her jobs, she surely wasnt having an easy times. At times during flight, she was making jokes about the men that flew with her. Whenever they wrongly docked, or wrongly lined up with the tradelanes, she would laugh in all fun.
Encounters
Trip after trip, she became a wealthy member among the IMG ranks. At a few tiems, she even went alone without an escort. A few times to many that is, as soon she would found outcasts streight in her path, boarding her and transfering all her ore towards theyr ships. This run made her quite scared, as who knows what they had planned for her. Eitherway, they seemed to let her go, in order for a favor, which was to be quote, but not logged in her book. "Senorita, You shall see blue spirits, which you will friend with", or something along the lines.
Being feared, she was given a fighter for her self defence by IMG, knowing she do need it. From time to time clashes happenent with Outcast and Corsairs. At these times, everybit of tactical knowledge she learned, would be needed very soon. She was transfered to the tau's to serve as protection for the miners, as the IMG felt she could do it.
A nomad's will
After the transfer completed, She was called in the aid of a miner vessel, which was cruised after by four outcasts. She set an intercept course, inmediatly engaging the outcasts with no doubt. Her abilities where great and such. SHe managed to disable one of the four outcasts, but the other three where simply more experienced then her, which had her disabled.
Soon it would be clear, that the outcasts where not acting alone. The three that almost destroyed her ship, where somehow ordered back by a voice. She was a sitting duck, and she knew it, listening to this voice as images started to appear, memories being suck out of her. She was really confused at that time. SHe saw the outcasts, but they did not fire.
Suddenly, a group of organic ships appeared, mythically blue as one would say, as if the ships where see through. A smaller one moved in towards her ship, with her shield disabled. It had no problem getting in, and looking up towards Samantha. Inmediatly, when that happen, she try'd to resist, wondering what is going on and such.
The nomad cornered her, being so affraid and such, she couldnt do but try to evade it. However, she had no success in that. Infact, quite the opposite happenent. The nomad, whom had her nearly caught, was getting closer and closer, eventually grabbing her. She couldnt move, frozen of fear.
The Incubby
With the nomad grabbing her as she was frozen up, it was as if it was to just analyse Samantha. The analysement was relatively short, but it felt like an few hours for Samantha. It eventually happenent, The nomad started its intentional interaction with Samantha, seeding her with an incubbi that would work on her nervous system.
Her mind's making her crazy as it seems, slowly fading away as the lights around her flicker on and off. It wouldnt take long for the nomad's incubby to finally take over Samantha. With both minds in one body, Samantha lost all controll over herself. The nomad definiatly had a grasp on her body now, and soon she would be somewhat altered in her aura.
After this, Nothing, was seen of Samantha for nearly two years.
Return of Samantha - She's different
While being enslaved to the incubby, after two years, an event had happenend, which the nomads would call the great destroyer. The incubby lost its link, and therefor strength during these events. The rebellion among nomads had started.
As the incubby was settling with its lost link, it also lost control of her body. The rebellion got her free. Samantha convinced a crazed nomad to get her out. There was a wreck floating somewhere, untouched, A Rhino. Whom's systems seem to be half working. Only its flight controlls and audio communication where working.
She contacted IMG headquarted, eventually finding her way to Java, with a bit of help from that same crazed nomad.
Logbooks old and new
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Old Logbook
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New Logbook
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