Shadow~

[Anonymous]

>_Quick Stats_

Name
Innoreth Khaexthar

Nickname
Shadow

Age
26

Gender
Male

Sexual Orientation
Straight

Single or Taken?
Single

Origin
Teinar

Species
Human

Height
6'2"

Weight
83kg

Eye Color
Green

Hair Color
Gray

Affiliation
Seruna Space Station Libra

Religion
None.

Occupation
Technician aboard Chronostrike. Also trades information and black market wares wherever he can.

Finished Threads
Not yet.

Current Threads
Not yet.


>_In-Depth Stuff_

Physical Description

Despite his strong interest in stationary objects, Innoreth has lead a life on the move. He is lean but still decently fit, gifted with long muscles and protruding sinews. The talents his physique gives him are not so much in brute strength as they are in endurance. Over the shoulders he is nothing more than you would expect of a grown man, sporting mediocrity.

His hair has taken on an ashen color and reaches about down to his shoulders, providing an elegant frame for the sharp features of his face. The complexion of his skin is that of a caucasian with his share of hours under the sun - pink with a deep golden tint. Above the rugged and weathered traits rest two green eyes ever vigilant. A small, yet grizzly scar runs from below his right eye and towards the ear.

For apparel, he wears a modern "space traveller's suit", stolen from the civilian quarters of the army, that consisting of boots, pants and a jacket. They are all in matching design; black and deep blue with large, green blobs in fashion-strategic places. In a way, it almost resembles camo colors, but not really. The pants have a myriad of pockets, doubling as fasion statement while providing utilitary value. They are also casually loose, a trait shared by the jacket.

Personality

Modus operandi for Shadow is a fuck-all attitude. He often prefers if not solitude, but to not be hassled or bugged unnecessarily. Unadultered sarcasm is his way of life, showing no mercy or concern when spewing out one sharp comment after the other. Based on behavior alone one could assume he's not a strong player in the fields of sympathy, which would be true. He is capable of empathy, but refrains from going there if he can help it. Rooted deeply in his mind is a hate for all restrictive and/or militaristic authorities, ie. law enforcement. Religion enjoys no respect from either. The main concern no matter where he goes, is himself. In short, a narcissistic nihilist with a dirty mouth. He's not cold-hearted, but refuses to get attached to anyone. Added to this is an almost compulsive tendency towards business in contraband and purchases of carnal entertainment.

His social conduct is not limited to being obnoxious and abrasive. The job he has "on the side" has taught him not only the value of silence, but how to talk and act like a dealmaker - a necessity in such a business. He can be smooth and manipulative, though only if he recognizes his audience as someone he'd do well in not getting on the bad side of. The sad part is that he is not a terribly good judge of character in that regard, making erroneous decisions just as often as he makes correct ones.

The other side of him is the soldier. In times of danger, or when faced with a reckonable hostile force, he is no longer a technician. He is no longer a trader. He is no longer a crew member. He is an individual, a lone man, looking out for himself first and foremost. The only concern is survival, everything else is secondary. For while he has little training with weapons and fighting, he does have the mental part of it - able to stay cool and collected in pressed situations, along with a few portions of combat tactics. He's ruthless and swift, silent and unseen as much as possible if the situation will allow it.

Weaknesses

Socially inept outside environments that appreciate crudeness and brutal honesty. These places are usually run and frequented by the lower classes of society, which means that Shadow is nothing if not averagely stupid when it comes to finer manners and business-professional conduct. Also lacks any significant training in combat. He knows how to fire a gun, and can aim barely enough to not hit his own teammates, but that's about it. The solution to all the situations he has gotten himself into over the years has always been either running or talking, both of which he has done well enough to still be alive, though not unscathed.

Strengths

Adaptive intelligence. He's a problem-solver, highly capable of improvisation. Extremely skilled in software engineering and operating programmable devices.

Enhancements

Neuro-Cognitive Bridge - Provides a direct link between his memory, the brain's response center and the neural perceptive system. It allows him easier acess to his past experiences and teachings, effectively enabling him to bypass the process of fetching and going through memories. In essence, this means that he can process and compare data "on the fly" if the base structure of the information is already known. He can, for example, visualize the outcome of sourcecode, break down and analyse the structure of a program or a component through only simple interaction, and similar feats.

Nano Processor - A nano-level brain implant that aids and speeds up computing and constructing program code and syntaxes by performing low-level mathematics automatically, thus freeing the brain of that task.

Techno-Magical Implant - Fuses the powers of magic with his brain in such a way that it gives him a sixth sense when it comes to technology, software and software-driven platforms in particular. In those areas where knowledge and experience simply isn't enough, the implant provides an extra intuition that is awe-inspiringly accurate. It also enables him to understand and learn new technology at an incredible rate.

Friends

Any piece of software.

Foes

- Law enforcement.
- Pimps.

History

Innoreth grew up in Teinar, living a life filled with chaos, poverty and dangers. His everyday was that of struggle and hardship, spending the majority of his time on the streets. It was an abrupt introduction to the world of grown-ups, and the young boy had to fend for himself in a society where even the adults were not always strong enough. "Don't trust others", that was his first hard-earned wisdom. But despite being plunged into this unfriendly society, and all the trials it presented to him, Innoreth managed to stay on his path. He survived, though with a bit of an attitude. Crimes, especially "lower" ones such as stealing and scamming, were not taboo at all. Whatever produced some coin. Though In retrospect, he's grateful for his sometimes cruel childhood, as it taught him some very valuable lessons.

As he became old enough to attend an educational system that offered interesting subjects, he picked up an all-consuming interest in computers and similar devices. He continued nurturing it, and became one of the most promising students in Computer Science. Relocation to Space Station Libra happened shortly after, when he was recruited into a scolarship program run by the officials. From now on, his hours were spent at the military academy, though the majority of his time was still focused on technology and not the art of war.

He finished serving his duty years, and not a moment too soon. During this time, he observed closely both the politics and the conduct of militaries and police forces alike, grunts like officers and grew to hate them all. The concept of it made sense, but it was not for him. Other people would benefit from this surely enough, but he knew he would be happier and benefit much more from being outside this device of exercising control. Upon being released from his shackles, he was free to give in to all his whims and desires. It did not take long at all before he had made a name for himself in the underworld and on the black market. From there, considering both his intelligence and his past in the military, the route was short to becoming a bounty hunter.