Character Snapshot (Vice General Irian'Jaxerias "Jax" Erinos)

Character Snapshot for Reaver Satsi Tameike (2017/08/04, Reaver Satsi Tameike vs. Knight Lucine Vasano)
 

Reaver Satsi Tameike

Equite 4, Equite tier, Unaffiliated
Female Human, Mercenary, Weapons Specialist
Height: 1.77 m / 5'10" - Weight: 78.0 kg / 172 lbs
Age: 35 years - Right Handed
Physical Description

Character Images

Appearance

Satsi has a ruffle of short-cropped, messy hair, naturally black though dyed frequently to a rainbow of colors and back for various disguises. Her frayed bangs fall messily over her forehead and cheekbones and around her chin at their longest, short enough for her edgy tastes but long enough to have something to grab on to.

Satsi’s face is stubbornly vital for her thirty-something years, giving a mischievous glint to her mature features. Her sharp, angular almond eyes are chocolate brown, nearly always lined with dark, flashy makeup, and her skin is an oriental tan. She can always be found with a classic, red-painted smirk flashing bright as blood over her bone-white, perfectly straight synthetic teeth. She has a dull, thick horizontal scar slashed across the bridge of her nose that flatters her bold appearance, two smaller scars on her cheek and chin, and two slashes all the way around her throat, one smooth, the other jagged.

Notable Marks

Satsi is more scar than skin, with many other scars besides those on her face, varying from small to large marks of many shapes carved over her entire body: both her hands, arms and shoulders, on her collarbone and across her sides, around her stomach and down her torso, down each leg, and the bottoms of her feet. Her most notable scar, though, is the thick rope of disfigured tissue that yawns down her back around the exposed cybernetic spine installed to replace her own.

Another notable though often hidden marking is the reddish, waxy weal of burn tissue on the left side of her abdomen, just over her lowest ribs: a brand of the Black Sun Cartel logo. She has three small tattoos, a trio of multi-hued blue butterflies on her left shoulder, and the crest of an Arconan Fade on the inside of her left wrist in red and black; the third, the mark of a high-ranking Inquisitor, snakes up her inner right forearm, invisible when not activated properly.

Attire

Satsi's wardrobe is expansive to suit her needs in any event or con, that she might slip into the skin — and corresponding attire — of a given role, whether the clothing is meant for male or female, rich or poor, alien or familiar.

Her normal outfits consist of just about anything immodestly tight and modestly functional that compliment her muscled body and generous curves: tank tops, corset tops, dresses, torn shorts or clingy pants, and knee-high boots or heels; all in addition to a set of robes similar to her twin's. She favors reds and blacks most, but has everything save pink in her wardrobe, including many ill-fit articles of clothing stolen from her brother.

She has piercings in many places, but mainly decorates her ears with innumerable and varied studs and rings. Holsters and sheathes for her weapons are always belted somewhere on her person. She is never found without a silver wedding ring on a chain around her neck.

Loadout: Satsi (Normal) (Snapshot)
Accessory
Armor
Back
CyNet
Droid
Equipment
Land
Space
Tech
My Heart, My King, My Brother o' Mine (General Aspect)

There is nothing more important to Satsi than her twin brother, Uji. Period. She’ll do absolutely anything to keep the ex-Jedi alive, well, and happy; and if she failed, she’d tell whoever was digging his grave to dig two instead. While she will wear confidence, bravado, and charm as masks in public, she only shows her most vulnerable side with him.

Unlike most siblings, however, the twins have the Force in their shared blood and are connected by an inborn mental bond. They can sense one another when close, and glean impressions of condition at distances, though Satsi's inability to effectively wield the Force means she cannot shut these sometimes distracting impressions out. They are reactionary when together, sparking wild emotion, and yet it’s when they’re together that they’re steadiest, capable of perfect synchronicity. However, if separated unwillingly, Satsi will jeopardize all else until reunited with her twin.

Pretty Little Liar (General Aspect)

Satsi once lived only to serve her former lord, Jashin, in the Black Sun Cartel. Known then as the Demon's Doll, she was his enforcer, spy, courtesan, assassin, and lieutenant.

Satsi learned to assimilate with any level of society, from backwater gutters to senate ballrooms, to invent new identities or disguises in moments or over months of deep-cover planning, and to use her body as her best, most versatile tool. She can bring someone to their knees with her voice, steal their secrets with her curves, and improvise and implement a convincing cover story with all the grace of a trained performer. Manipulating people — whether through seduction, violence, or crafted lies — is second nature to her, a career and her chief method of interacting with the world. Among other risks, this makes it difficult for her to earn genuine trust, respect, or aid from others, with rare exception.

A Heart as Loud as Lions (Personality Aspect)

Satsi has many faults, and she knows it. She’s ruthless, cruel, and painful. She’s weak at her core, codependent on other people she fixates on. She’s damaged goods, broken, either unwanted or easy to use. She knows it, but she isn’t ashamed or afraid of any of those things. For whatever else she is, she is brave.

She believes in being true to and proud of herself, in being unafraid to feel fear, and expects just as much from others — often resulting in her throwing the word “coward” around when people shy away from things. Deep down, Satsi is a lionhearted girl, and it shows just a bit in everything she says and does. She’s bold in every insult she recklessly yells, in every battle she faces down, and in every instance that she admits to being afraid while soldiering on, head held high, all the same.

By the Grace of the Fire and the Flames (Personality Aspect)

Satsi's life, love, and drive all came from pain, and she's complicated in the way that everyone knows means ”psychotic witch." She is a proud, stubborn free-spirit at heart and it shows in her bad attitude, troublemaking tendencies, and sharp tongue. Most people apply the word “subtle” to Satsi only with sarcasm, but a few who know better will see other, wiser sides to her. She is often violent, vulgar, wild, gutter-rough, and all manner of hedonistic, reflected heavily in her natural speech and mannerisms. Simultaneously, she can also be thoughtful, clever, incredibly devoted, and graceful as a dancer. A very precious, beloved few will find headstrong compassion, generosity, and overprotectiveness from her; but most will likely be on the receiving end of a fake smile and mysteriously lighter pockets.

Most aptly, she's a shiny coin stained with dirt — there’s silver there, but it's hidden beneath a muddy surface.

Shut Up and Dance With Me (Combat Aspect)

Satsi has no patience for Force-users, having spent all her life knowing that there were people like her and people like them. Satsi is at an inevitable, steep disadvantage against anyone wielding the Force. However, she’s survived this long, and knows that the best way to handle them is to play by her own rules.

Satsi has desperately devoted the last several years of her life to training to bring "sparkfingers" down to her level, studying how to spot them in crowds; prepare herself for their tricks and inhuman physical abilities; and even defend against and wield a lightsaber after practice with her twin. Accordingly, she relies on her tolerance for pain and feints and ploys to outlast, unbalance or otherwise unhinge her Force-fueled opponents before moving in quickly for the kill. She’s never needed any mystical mind powers to lay down a beating; but that’s not true for most Jedi.

Babe, Ya Think Yer So Tough?! Put Yah Hands Up! (Combat Aspect)

Few things make Satsi feel more alive than promising to break somebody’s pretty frakkin’ teeth on the curb — and then following through, with a few punches besides. She doesn’t just like a good fight: she likes to start fights. She likes violence, pain, and getting down and dirty. Whenever Satsi fights, it’s never just for survival. There’s always that carnal, wild edge underneath her skin, burning up her blood along with the anger simmering below.

Satsi battles with her whole body, most notably with her fists and extensive martial arts training. She likes to feel the impact, feel things break and bend under her hands or under her skin, and as such doesn't prefer most ranged weaponry. Knives and pistols are deadly players in her repertoire, but most often, Satsi just charges headfirst, ready to throw that first punch and welcoming any hits coming her way as a result.

Skill Feats
Shake What Your Mama Gave Ya Ambidexterity II Pistol-cuffs Disarming Smile Linguistic Liar I See What You Did There You May Have Heard Of Me Classic Misdirection Pulling. It. Off.
Force Feats
Granted Feats
Steel Curtain Human: Just Another Face Human: Eye Of The Tiger Medley II Proficiency II Order Feat: Mercenary
Knowledge
Languages
  • Basic
Lore
  • Criminal underworld and criminal organizations of the Galaxy
  • Lore and History of the Brotherhood
  • The history of the Galactic Civil War including the Alliance to Restore the Republic and the Galactic Empire
  • The history of the modern era including the New Republic and post-Galactic Concordance conflicts
Specialization
Primary Martial Art Corellian Kickboxing
Secondary Martial Art Mandalorian Core
Primary Weapon Specialization Bladed
(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline)
Secondary Weapon Specialization Slugthrowers
(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline)
Primary Lightsaber Form None
Secondary Lightsaber Form None