Pour la plupart, Sukaina a été prise dans un autre état, un état de travail, si vous voulez. Assis dans l'armurerie, l'un rempli de (quoi d'autre), armes et armure le long des étagères, des casiers et des bancs. Assis sur un banc par elle-même, elle utilisait un petit outil de soudage pour fusionner quelques circuits sur le HUD d'une arme, portant son tank top, des étiquettes de chien, des bottes de combat et des pantalons de fatigue. Elle écoutait un peu d'électronique lisse alors qu'elle se concentrait et se concentrait sur le soudage des deux circuits ensemble.
Et puis une alarme a sonné, la faisant sortir de sa transe. Elle a levé les yeux, observant que les alarmes faisaient disparaître l'éclairage dans la pièce en rouge. Elle avait l'air confuse.
"Tu ne peux pas être sérieux!" Elle a crié, elle a commencé à se mettre en colère. "C'est mieux d'être importa-" Elle a été coupée par une explosion qui a secoué le navire, la faisant presque perdre son équilibre. "Oh merde!" Elle a ensuite regardé pour voir quel était l'avertissement sur son ordinateur brassard, sachant maintenant qu'ils étaient attaqués par un vaisseau extraterrestre hostile. "Dammit!" Elle a crié en voyant des membres d'équipage courir dans les autres pièces, certains transportant des blessés à la baie médicale tandis que d'autres ont couru dans son armure et pris quelques armes. Il semblait évident qu'ils se préparaient à repousser les boarders.
Immédiatement, Sukaina s'est cassée sur un ensemble de son armure standard, en le mettant aussi vite qu'elle le pouvait, en portant son casque et en pressurisant son costume pour le combat spatial. Après quelques autres explosions, elle a immédiatement pris son fusil d'assaut et son arme de poing, les mettant sur elle-même avant de remettre des fusils à certains membres de l'équipage qui font partie de l'équipe de pompiers à bord du Pathfinder. Une fois que toutes les armes dans le casier ont été remises, elle a mis son propre fusil prêt et a couru dans le hall principal. "Commander! Rapport sur l'état d'avancement des travaux!" Sukaina a appelé dans les communications.
Name: Armory Chief Sukaina Bashara


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Age: 29
Gender: Female
Background: Sukaina was born under a married Arab-American couple, one who lived on the Babel Space Station for all of their lives. Her parents raised her under a sheltered lifestyle, and often attempted to find out what her main niche talents were in order to help her find a place within the station, in order to become part of society. It wasn't until she was six that she discovered she was good at fixing things, especially Tech. She worked on this skill ever since then, and even though both her father and her mother were not exactly as tech-savvy as she was, they had a vague understanding of how it worked. When she was older, she applied to schools in that field, and often made nice demonstrations with what she built from scrap. It wasn't until later when she went to college, and trained under BISE as a Spacer as she attended college, applying her skills and knowledge to work with weapons and armor as well. She soon graduated, and was named Armory Chief when she was fully inducted into the program. She used to work on the station before the civil war broke out, but when it did, she was reassigned to the Pathfinder, and was on the ship for quite a bit since then. Nowadays, she fixes, smiths and improves weapons and armor onboard the ship.
Personality: Sukaina wasn't much of a people person to begin with. She didn't like talking to other people, she preferred to be alone with her gadgets instead. Her obsessive-compulsive behavior, as well as her hints of Asperger's made her a difficult woman to work with sometimes, but when she got the job done, she got it done right and on time. She was shy compared to most people, but she would speak up when it was necessary to do so, and she maintained at least a little bit of professionalism when around her superiors. She does get a little annoyed easily, but since high school, she's learned to control her temper and outbursts. While she does prefer to be alone sometimes, she doesn't mind having one or two friends to count on, as she's simply not the social butterfly type. In times of emergency, she normally keeps a calm and cool head, and is able to solve problems on the fly.
Equipment
- Standard-issue Assault Rifle, smithed upgraded to the point where it could qualify as a light machine gun
- Standard-issue Heavy Pistol, smithed and upgraded to the point where it could qualify as a hand cannon
- Standard-issue Heavy Armor, armor that doubles as both an enviro-suit and ballistics protection. Comes armed with kinetic barriers, a HUD, an onboard computer and two blades that retract along the wrists/arms.
Strengths
- Very good at fixing things, especially weapons and armor. Turn in your weapon and armor for one night, and expect it to be good as new the next day or two. Being the Armory Chief, this is is what's expected of her.
- Excellent marksman. Can take out most common targets with a single burst of automatic fire, or with a single shot from her hand cannon. Thank training from Spec Ops for that.
- Very tech savvy. Can hack most human-based computers and locks with ease. When working on various tech gadgets when in school, she's transferred those skills as she grew up to various jobs along the way, learning how to bypass most locks and encryption devices.
- Quite cultured and educated. Has some basic college education (aside from what she learned with technical stuff and in the military), and is ahead of the bell curve in many respects.
Weaknesses
- Even at gunpoint, she can't cook for shit. She always has to resort to frozen food, and sometimes even she screws that up. Her parents never taught her, and they always got fast food when she grew up.
- Has a fear of crawly things, her big sister having played pranks on her with rubber crawly things in her sleep when she was a kid.
- She sometimes has her idiot moments as well, and she has some of the scars to prove it. Some people just can't be bright all of the time.
- She's not that good at flying things. At all. Never ask her to take the helm. Driving, on the other hand... she's not too bad at, but not good at it either.
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Other: Can't think of anything now, but I plan on using this character for a whole lot of my sci-fi RPs.