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Sometime far in the future, galactic space travel was invented and humans rushed to create factions to rule the cosmos. The Ukralys, The Yweax, and The Windeg were the primary factions, taking up the most territory. The factions were constantly at war, with countless battles happening over the smallest planets. Through all the chaos, a small group of scavengers managed to slip by the sights of the faction's governments to steal from war wreckage. The factions hated these groups of scavengers, exept for a Ukralys corporal who managed to sneak past the oversights of his higher-ups.

Ruina Agarvran

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Xevian Jay Tchiviel

Corporal

Xevi

Tchi

Ukralys Prime

Twenty three

Human

Bisexual

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Xevian is well-muscled and lanky, standing at 5'10". [177 cm] He has smooth, dark chestnut skin dotted with lighter patches on his joints, neck, and the left side of his face. His cheekbone is defined, though slightly unbalanced due to some old bullet wounds.

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Xevian's thick locked hair is dark black with white streaks that he usually dyes various different colors. He often ties it back to keep it out of his face during transit or battle, but when loose falls down just below his shoulders. His eyes are an intense, electric amber that contrasts with his blue and grey uniform. He is branded with the Ukralys sigil on his right shoulderblade, which is usually hidden. Xyriel has a scar across his left cheek, which has faded slightly.

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Xevian usually dons the sleek Ukralys uniform, though can sometimes be seen wearing a tank-top and casual pants when off-duty or on long flights. He is often seen with a Ukralyn repeater sheath strapped to his leg. He wears a pendant with a crystal the same color as his eyes.

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Xevian, though intimidating, is gentle and easy to get along with. He isn't quick to build friendships with others due to his fast-paced and battle flecked lifestyle, and is often dismissive and snappy with others of the same or lower rank.

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Xevian is respectful to his higher-ups, though can be quite mischevious when they have their backs turned. Though pranks do not appeal to him, he often swipes small objects such as a couple credits [currency] or somebody else's food. He has quite the reputation for these habits among other Corporals and privates, but usually gets away with a slap on the wrist.

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Mother- Hera Tchiviel [Living]. Lives on Ukralys prime. Xevian sometimes visits Hera when he's off duty, though less and less as time goes on.

Father- Kilex Tchiviel [Deceased]. Kilex passed when Xevian was young, and doesn't have any memory of him.

Younger Sister- Livena Tchiviel [Living]. Part of the Ukralyn military, stationed in different squadrons but are often seen together.

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- Sleight of hand

- Ship commondeering

- Can pick locks along as other theives' abilities

- Adept with firearms

- Nighttime

- Thunderstorms

- Food

- Silver and other fine metals

- Yweax battleships

- Loud noises

- Hot weather

- Big, clunky, slow ships

- Resilient

- Light on his feet

- Convincing

- Agreeable

- Insecure

- Standoffish at times

- Often disobeys rules

- Impetuous

Another long day, another job to start. Xevian thought to himself, bringing his mug to his lips and taking a long sip. His shoulders still stung from yesterday's exercises.

He sat alone, eyes closed, mug in hands, taking heavy slow breaths until hearing quiet shuffling on the bed next to him. He blinked open his eyes, looked to his side, and saw a small tabby cat curled up on the bed next to him.

"How'd you get in here?" He murmured, scratching the cat behind his ears, "Aren't you Lexi's cat?" He lifted the cat with one hand, pounded on the wall to get Lexi's attention, then walked to the door to let the cat out.

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Turning back to his room and closing the door, he finished the rest of his coffee before heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day. He pulled on his uniform, tied his hair back, and left his stateroom. He heard someone calling his name, and turned to see Livena.

"Xevi! I was wondering when you were gonna wake up, sleepyhead." She said, elbowing Xevian in the gut. Xevian grumbled.

"I gotta have coffee or I'm gonna pass out during commute." He responded, "Anyways gotta head to my ship, don't wanna be late. My squadron's been assigned to Kexci today."

"Kexci? Wow. That's really close to the Windeg border. Stay safe, bro." She bumps into him again before walking past him.

"Come on, just a little further." The group continues to move, but slowly. One spoke up,"What if we get treated like we did the last faction?" A women with grey eyes looks over her shoulders, eyes grim,"Then we keep moving." Murmurs were exchanged as they look around. The women continues,"Or we stay. We don't let them chase us out. We may be scavengers, but we will find a place to rest for a while. Actually rest." There were nods, and a few determined mutters. They were getting tired of being kicked out of places.

The women leads the group onward, there were about ten of them. They had voted the grey-eyed women as leader and so she had done her best to keep them alive and uninjured. Which was easier said then done. They had been on the move for a while. They did like to move around, but they wanted a place to relax and stay for a while. Maybe a few weeks, and maybe a month. They just wanted somewhere to stay. But no faction liked the scavengers. They had been chased out many times. But this time they were determined to stay in this faction.

The leader, Ruina, believed the faction to be the Ukralys. But, she wans't one hundred percent sure. She'd been born outside the factions as had the others and they just came together over the years and so they just wandered around together.

Xevian took a minute to review what he had been told in breifing yesterday as he jogged to the docking station. Kexci was a very mountainous planet, he'll need to take the Aurora to accomodate the rough terrain.

Xevian arrived at the docking station and headed for his section, preparing his Aurora for the flight. As he was piling supplies in the storage, his commander walked up behind him. Xevian tensed up.

"Headed out early, corporal?" He grumbled, grabbing Xevian's shoulders and spinning him around.

"Yes sir. I need to scout ahead to make sure the Windeg aren't occupying the planet, sir." Xevian whimpered as his commander sized him up.

"Very well, Corporal. Be cautious, the warp station has been acting up." The commander turned and stalked away.

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Xevian let out a tense sigh, boarding his ship and powering it up. Soon, he was out of the dock and headed to the warp station. On his way there, he saw a huge Ukralyn battleship. It was ripped up, on fire, and needed several small ships to keep it upright. I wonder what happened to warrant that much damage-

Xevian reached the warp station and they sent him in the direction of Kexci. He tapped his fingers on the Yoke, fidgeting until he dozed off.

It turns out that they were at Kexci. She didn't care, as long as they could find somewhere to stay. Hopefully some kind of hotel. She was aware of all of the ships flying through the sky, and she couldn't help but pause to examine them. She had always wanted to fly one. Secret dream of hers. But she was always too busy keeping her people alive to even think about learning to fly one. She had no way to get one either, so there was that as well.

The scavengers were on high alert as they walk deeper into the faction. They weren't exactly dressed as scavengers, but weren't exactly dressed as Kexci either. They were somwhere in between. Thaola murmurs,"Where do we go?" Ruina's grey eyes flicker around,"No idea. Let's wander around a little."

The group murmurs agreement. And the group just sort of wanders around, even as it began to get dark. Their eyes adjusting quickly as they moved. But by the time they found a place to stay for the night, it was closed, and so they retreated. Now on the look for a spot to settle down for the night. In an alley was what they were really looking for.

Finally, they found the perfect alley, it was small and actually pretty clean. But it would fit them and it was cozy. And it took them five minutes max to set up. And soon they were relaxing in a circle, just chatting and laughing.

Xevian slowly blinked awake, only to realize that every alarm that existed in his ship was going off. He panicked, grabbed the Yoke, and pulled back on it as hard as he could to avoid hitting the cliff in front of him.

He swerved just enough to avoid crashing completely, but the rocks clipped his starboard wing booster and it caught fire. Xevian powered off the boosters to keep his ship from further damage.

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He looked to the left and saw a small town, luckily he was at the right trajectory that he would miss it. He deployed the landing gear and prepared for a rough landing.

The Aurora landed hard in the middle of a freeway, but luckily nobody was killed.

Xevian forced open the cockpit, climbed out, and laid on the ground to recollect himself. He was bleeding from scattered small scratches.

After the group fell asleep, the night was quiet. Ruina stayed up, unable to sleep, she preferred someone stay up and keep watch. She usually took the first watch and someone always woke up in the middle of the night and took over her watch. Ruina always got at least a few hours of sleep.

By the time midnight rolled around, Thaola was awake. She insisted she'd take over and soon Ruina finally drifted off to sleep. The moon starting to lower in the sky.

By the time morning rolled around, the group was wide awake. They always woke up as the sun was rising, the sun shining in their eyes waking them up. Camp was quickly put up and soon they were on the move again. This time on the hunt for some breakfast. Hopefully something was open and willing to serve some breakfast. The group had some money, not a lot, but enough.