Après s'être réveillé avant la fissure de l'aube, huit ha se sont déjà habillés et étaient dans son armure. Elle a eu son petit déjeuner de ration standard qui a été fourni à chaque orageur, ce n'était pas luxueux par aucune norme, ou même quelque chose d'aussi bon que ce que ses parents avaient l'habitude de lui donner, mais cela n'a pas d'importance pour la femme. Être un soldat est venu avec avoir à gérer ce genre de choses et cela fait partie de ce qu'elle a accepté.
Assis dans le camp, elle travaillait au maintien de son jetpack. Il s'agissait d'un entretien élevé pour respecter ses normes; l'arrêt de la mi-bataille ou le dysfonctionnement était inacceptable et mortel s'il arrivait. Le travail de ce soldat particulier a été interrompu par les sons d'une autre tempête du sith. Elle s'est contentée de grogner, ayant appris à engourdir ses émotions aux antiques de cet enfant en particulier. S'il n'avait pas été suicidé, la femme aurait probablement fait quelque chose pour le tuer parmi les meilleurs du premier ordre. Tuer Jedi était une chose, cette sith était une autre. Cependant, elle a juste repris le travail sur son jetpack, qui remplit son esprit au lieu des meurtres allant sur une distance de quelques mètres. L'entretien qu'elle effectuait était capable d'être rapidement stoppée et prête au combat à un moment donné.
Stand around five foot eleven and weighs in around 178 lbs with a toned body. Under the suit she has white hair that's usually kept short, no more than a four or five inches long and she keeps it swept to the side. her eyes are a simple brown in color.
Identification #: E88-868-488
Nickname: Easy Eight (can be called both together or either of the words seperately)
Age: 23
Rank: Squad Leader
Class: Shock/Blitz trooper 

DLT-19 Heavy Blaster rifle
Pistol Variant Blast Cannon
2x Thermal Imploders
4x Thermal Detonator
1x Jetpack
1x Zero G stormtrooper armor: this armor is heavier, designed to withstand the harshness of space, as such it has a jetpack for getting around when not held to the ship/station/object they were standing on, and heavier armor to counteract the small objects that might threaten the life of the user. This means that the user can withstand a few more blastershots than normal armor. As the suit was designed for space, it can function as a self contained life support system, allowing her to avoid breathing in chemicals and toxins from external environments should she choose to switch functions.
Eight isn't an average storm trooper. She has a name, or used to. Her story starts with her father serving in the empire. Having been a member of the Zero G unit aboard the star Destroyer 'Inflictor'. When the star destroyer slammed into the planet, he had braced and survived the crash, waking up a few days later with several minor injuries including a bad concussion after the battle was over. This is what knocked the numbing process from his mind.
While salvaging what he could from the ship in order to survive. during his time earning money to make a way off the planet, he had learned of the empire's surrender and treaty with the New Republic. He decided to head into exile into the unknown region, fearing his alignment with the empire would cause issues.
Eventually, he found out about the First Order not too long after his marriage with his wife. Finally settled down, he was happy to let them take one of his twins he had with his wife, if not proud to have a child serving in the 'new' empire. This child was eight's brother. She was proud of her brother serving as her father and mother raised her, her father training her in the use of the blaster weaponry for hunting and self defense, along with teaching her the unarmed fighting style of the empire. As a direct result of not carrying a blaster as she was a small child and her unarmed training not being too effective due to her size, an incident happened, this had caused the girl at the age of twelve to take up the usage of a staff type of weapon. The advantages of being capable of being used as a walking stick for when she would travel, it also served its purpose as a weapon. The female had to use it several times in her life in the region as it wasn't the most civilized of spaces.
On the day of her eighteenth birthday her family had gotten a rude surprise, a holotape informing them of their son's defection to the resistance. It wasn't even the next day before she had gotten her father's blessing and gear, heading to the local base and volunteering to join up to hopefully find and kill her traitorous brother; redeeming the family name in the process. Being put through a physical test and a loyalty one as well, she passed both with flying colors. Eight then had gear held as she was trained in the ways of the First order, going through a full year of training to be brought into line with the rest of the soldiers, then a year further to train up as a specialized Blitzer, tasked with smashing enemy formations/lines and creating a hole for the regulars to exploit.
Now at the age of twenty, she was given back her gear, deployed to a blitz squad and set to work. The next three years would be a blur as the female slowly rose until she led her own squad, an impressive success rate behind her as well as a burning hatred for the resistance, the passion to find the traitorous brother and a blood lust like rage that surfaces in her blitz's; Eight has earned herself a spot in the spec ops squad hunting Jedi, a great honor as she perceives it and a unique opportunity for herself.
While having the capability to be passionate and caring about others, Eight has seen enough conflict and issues to cause her to have a rather hardened exterior until she gets to know someone. The girl has known to have had a sore spot when it comes to her family and her brother, preferring to identify as her number and nickname until she can redeem her family's name. Loyalty runs deep with her as her the squad she led found out, You give her loyalty and she is loyal to you just as much.