Christina Ross
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| Christina Ross | |
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| Sirius' fastest pilot (well, almost) | |
| Profile | |
| Origin |  Liberty |
| Occupation | Mechanic |
| Gender | Female |
| Affiliation | Freelancer |
| Born | 2 November 797 A.S., Planet Los Angeles |
= About =
- Name: Christina Ross
- Age: 22
- Day of birth: 2nd of November 797 A.S.
- Origin: Planet Los Angeles, California
- Occupation: Mechanic
- Length: 5'7"
- Parents: Lexine Ross (44), Martin Ross (48)
- Brothers/Sisters: Mark Ross (12)
Her past
There was a time when Christina seemed careless, even ignorant about her own future. Working only if she wanted to and spending the rest of the time in space to basically see all places of Sirius, she never really thought about making a proper living. Fortunately and due to the amount of won races, this didn't let her end up in a life without cash and mobility. It could even be considered the opposite. It was luck, even if she wouldn't want to admit it. Her early occupation as scrap-working 'employee' on the Junker's base Rochester in New York made all that possible, even if not much comfortable. Rough times in which she could only try to keep her cheerful attitude towards others, which succeeded more often than the girl would have thought. Sometimes this lead to her being abused, but with the mindset at that time being, it hadn't really been realized by her.
The races eventually drove her off Rochester, into deep space. The thought about seeing everything in Sirius was there to grasp. A period in which a lot of things happened. While finding new friends, scary experiences were the follow-up, which resulted of her still cheerful attitude, even to strangers. Someone like her, having never experienced sexual abuse like that, was forced into a different thinking, something that had to prevent her from falling into situations like that. A defensive pattern, which sadly didn't even let her friends close to her in that time period.
