Post by Derek Arnau on Jul 27, 2008 10:32:25 GMT 1
Name: Derek Arnau
Race: Human, Male
Age: 22
Height: 182cm
Weight: 67kg
Eye colour: Golden brown leaning towards yellow
Hair colour: A dark reddish brown, slightly more red than his skin colour
Skin: close to the skin colour of the Native Americans.
Languages: basic, bothan, huttese, wookie
Appearance: Derek is young and has all the charming features of a young human male along with a charming grin. Only the depth of his golden eyes reveals that he is not in his late teens. The jaw line gives Derek a strong masculine look along with his 3 short trimmed beards and his dreadlocks gives him a scruffy dirty look. His hair is hardly ever pulled back, though it happens when he need to be formal. A long slim scar runs from his right eyebrow down across his temple into his hair line, yet another scar is seen on him, on his lower lip on the right side. Derek is not the larges of persons in fact he can seem a bit skinny, but make no mistake he is quite strong. His muscles are visible due to the fact that the t-shirt his is wearing is a tiny bit to small with extra short sleeves. On top of his shirt, he has battle damages grey body armour that covers his shoulders and breast. Apart from the shirt and armour he wears a pair of black leather pants and pair of boots the best resembles a pair of black Jedi boots, with armour on.
His left hand and under arm is replaces with a cybernetic one, in black and silver, covered in bandages to protect it.
Personality: Derek is adventures and curious, and has always been. He’s a player, and he tends to be overly charming, especially around girls. However, sometimes he crosses the line between “charming” and “annoying as hell”. Derek seems quite confident – and most of the time he is, feeling at ease with what he does. However, underneath the surface, there’s a softer, more insecure site of him. Derek’s never really felt home anywhere since he left the order, and sometimes he longs for a place in which he belongs. Sometimes his cheekiness is a way to hide the fact that he’s slightly out of control, and sometimes his flirtatious nature is so that he’s in control of something. If things are working out with the girls, then at least there’s one thing in life where he’s on top.
Background: Derek was born o Socorra, his dad was a Korun and his mother a human. He was taken from his mother early and brought to the jedi temple to be trained as a jedi. As a youngling, Derek’s feelings toward the temple and the way of the Jedi were mixed. He enjoyed belonging somewhere, having a place to return to every night. He enjoyed his free time, hanging out with the other students, fooling around, but generally, he was bored with the life at the temple. All the classes, endless hours debating ethics and moral. He’d much rather be out there, all over Coruscant, exploring unknown territory. As a result, he looked forward to the day he would be a Padawan, as that would take him all over the galaxy with his Master. Derek, however, found the reality to be quite disappointing. Yes, he got to see the Galaxy. But always with limits. Whenever he visited a new planet, he had things to do, things that couldn’t wait. There were limits to his freedom, he couldn’t just wander off, climbing this or that mountain, or diving into the blue sea at free will. Furthermore, as Derek grew older, he developed quite an interest in the opposite sex. Something that didn’t please his Master. In the end, Derek found that his thirst for adventure quite overwhelmed his loyalty to the order, and he decided to “take his leave”. He didn’t quite turn his back on things though. He had friends among the order, and he did respect and appreciate the work the Jedi did throughout the Galaxy. He has kept in touch with the council and the order ever since he stepped down from active duty and has been known to work for the council from time to time. Sometimes they call on him, when they need help from a civilian, and Derek is normally glad to help.
Race: Human, Male
Age: 22
Height: 182cm
Weight: 67kg
Eye colour: Golden brown leaning towards yellow
Hair colour: A dark reddish brown, slightly more red than his skin colour
Skin: close to the skin colour of the Native Americans.
Languages: basic, bothan, huttese, wookie
Appearance: Derek is young and has all the charming features of a young human male along with a charming grin. Only the depth of his golden eyes reveals that he is not in his late teens. The jaw line gives Derek a strong masculine look along with his 3 short trimmed beards and his dreadlocks gives him a scruffy dirty look. His hair is hardly ever pulled back, though it happens when he need to be formal. A long slim scar runs from his right eyebrow down across his temple into his hair line, yet another scar is seen on him, on his lower lip on the right side. Derek is not the larges of persons in fact he can seem a bit skinny, but make no mistake he is quite strong. His muscles are visible due to the fact that the t-shirt his is wearing is a tiny bit to small with extra short sleeves. On top of his shirt, he has battle damages grey body armour that covers his shoulders and breast. Apart from the shirt and armour he wears a pair of black leather pants and pair of boots the best resembles a pair of black Jedi boots, with armour on.
His left hand and under arm is replaces with a cybernetic one, in black and silver, covered in bandages to protect it.
Personality: Derek is adventures and curious, and has always been. He’s a player, and he tends to be overly charming, especially around girls. However, sometimes he crosses the line between “charming” and “annoying as hell”. Derek seems quite confident – and most of the time he is, feeling at ease with what he does. However, underneath the surface, there’s a softer, more insecure site of him. Derek’s never really felt home anywhere since he left the order, and sometimes he longs for a place in which he belongs. Sometimes his cheekiness is a way to hide the fact that he’s slightly out of control, and sometimes his flirtatious nature is so that he’s in control of something. If things are working out with the girls, then at least there’s one thing in life where he’s on top.
Background: Derek was born o Socorra, his dad was a Korun and his mother a human. He was taken from his mother early and brought to the jedi temple to be trained as a jedi. As a youngling, Derek’s feelings toward the temple and the way of the Jedi were mixed. He enjoyed belonging somewhere, having a place to return to every night. He enjoyed his free time, hanging out with the other students, fooling around, but generally, he was bored with the life at the temple. All the classes, endless hours debating ethics and moral. He’d much rather be out there, all over Coruscant, exploring unknown territory. As a result, he looked forward to the day he would be a Padawan, as that would take him all over the galaxy with his Master. Derek, however, found the reality to be quite disappointing. Yes, he got to see the Galaxy. But always with limits. Whenever he visited a new planet, he had things to do, things that couldn’t wait. There were limits to his freedom, he couldn’t just wander off, climbing this or that mountain, or diving into the blue sea at free will. Furthermore, as Derek grew older, he developed quite an interest in the opposite sex. Something that didn’t please his Master. In the end, Derek found that his thirst for adventure quite overwhelmed his loyalty to the order, and he decided to “take his leave”. He didn’t quite turn his back on things though. He had friends among the order, and he did respect and appreciate the work the Jedi did throughout the Galaxy. He has kept in touch with the council and the order ever since he stepped down from active duty and has been known to work for the council from time to time. Sometimes they call on him, when they need help from a civilian, and Derek is normally glad to help.
