<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">»<em>  Maxine Petrovna  </em>« </span></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XhP7pmj.jpg?1)</div><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Maxine "Max" Petrovna</span><br/><br/><strong>Age:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">29</span><br/><br/><strong>Sexuality:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Bisexual</span><br/><br/><strong>Race:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Human</span><br/><br/><strong>Birthplace:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">New York, New York. Earth.</span><br/><br/><strong>Occupation:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Armory Chief</span><br/><br/><strong>Personality Traits:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Aloof, disciplined, analytical, intuitive, wry.</span><br/><br/><strong>Synospsis:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Tough times make tough people.<br/><br/>Maxine had been told as much from the moment she'd been old enough to understand what it meant to struggle. The only daughter in an immigrant family, an immense pressure was placed upon her to succeed, no matter how grim the circumstances. If money was tight, she wore the same jacket until the zipper broke and her wrists had grown well past her sleeves. If food was scarce, she tutored children from the nicer parts of town to get into their pantries. If love was sparing, it was only because her parents had used it all up crossing a planet to raise her somewhere they felt was truly safe. <br/><br/>They didn't take it lightly, then, when she veered off course and joined the Alliance the day she turned eighteen, a profession they deemed not only dangerous, but beneath her. <br/><br/>What might have been a challenge to most came naturally to Maxine. She took well to the rigidity of routine, adapted easily to the (occasionally nauseating) bureaucracy of the chain of command, and blew every other boot out of the water when it came to her endurance and tenacity. While she was never destined to be a super soldier-- she'd never decorate her shelves with flags and medals-- she took orders well and gave them even better. Even at the expense of her parents' respect, she grew to love the camaraderie of being on a mostly even playing field with all the ground rules laid out. For once in her life, she felt like an equal. There was no more cause to struggle.<br/><br/>Her time in the Alliance provided her with the funds necessary to pursue higher education, and by the time she'd earned her Engineering degree, she'd settled nicely into place as an armorer. So nicely, in fact, that private Earthside organizations took note; tempted by the promise of getting her hands on the latest technology, Maxine turned down the opportunity to reenlist at the end of her contract. Since then, she's been revelling in the chance bounce from armory to armory, providing expertise and dry wit to anyone willing to write her a check.</span><br/><br/><strong>Skills:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"><br/><strong>Weapons Engineering:</strong> If it goes boom, Maxine can tear it apart and put it back together without even needing to glance at the manual. She's always got the latest on upgrades, can fix a sticky trigger with a quick scowl, and would happily babble on and on <em>and on</em> about up and coming weapons tech. <br/><strong>Small but Mighty: </strong>While she's not at risk of knocking herself out on any low hanging ceilings, Maxine is built tough. She's used to hauling around guns at least half her size (if not more) for hours without complaint. In a fire-fight, she's a downright tank with the ammo and the stamina to prove it.<br/><strong>Well Connected:</strong> Maxine didn't fight her way up from the bottom without meeting a few worthwhile folks. While it may not be much use in Batarian space, if there's a rare part that needs finding or a <em>cutting edge</em> new piece of tech that needs acquiring, Maxine can make it happen-- just don't ask too many questions about the specifics.</span><br/><br/><strong>Weaknesses and Flaws:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;"><br/><strong>Standoffish:</strong> Thrown into a universal arena where humans have everything to prove-- and everything to lose-- Maxine's rigid perfectionism can occasionally get in the way of making friends. While she's not exactly quick to warm up to strangers, after some poking and some prodding, she may very well open up... or blow up.<br/><strong>Ill-tempered:</strong> If a pin falls in an armory, does everyone else on the ship hear it? Of course not. Unless, that is, it's the tail end of a bad day. Then Maxine's going to make a stubborn weaponry malfunction <em>everyone's</em> problem. <br/><strong>Crippling Professionalism:</strong> Max is too cool to be cool. She's been trying to make something of herself for so long that she doesn't know what it means to sit back and relax, nevermind drop her professional facade, even in casual circumstances. </span><br/><br/><strong>Kinks:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">o/o (https://elliquiy.com/forums/onsoffs.php?u=61134)</span><br/><br/><strong>Notes:-</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ariel black;">Theme: Little Dark Age - MGMT (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETEg-SB01QY)</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/EBUAeZk.jpg?1) (https://i.imgur.com/mH9gDKY.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/JLQXlIc.jpg?1)  </div>