<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 22pt;"><strong>Zomistio Halev Goron</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">(Independents)</span><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>Nicknames</strong>: Zomi<br/><strong>Common Aliases</strong>: --<br/><strong>Birthdate / Age</strong>: September 23 / 19</div></td><td> </td><td> </td><td><div align="center"><strong>Home World</strong>: Persephone, Border<br/><strong>Current Occupation</strong>: Mercenary<br/><strong>Past Occupations</strong>: Scavenger</div></td></tr></tbody></table><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Ship Crewed or Owned</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Halethena</span><br/><em>Dragonfly Class</em></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Biological Information</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Height</strong>: 5'8<br/><strong>Body Type</strong>: Slim, lacks muscle.  Somewhat androgynous features.<br/><strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br/><strong>Gender Preference</strong>: Anything with a penis.<br/><strong>Blood Type</strong>: O-<br/><strong>Hair</strong>: Black, cut into a mohawk with varying lengths.  Rather thick and either dry or a little greasy, depending on the day.<br/><strong>Eyes</strong>: Dark brown, though the light makes them glow a distinctive burnt orange.<br/><strong>Distinguishing Features</strong>: He carries various tattoos, most of which were applied with 'inks' that could easily poison him; he was incredibly lucky to have avoided this.  He also has various piercings, some of which are 'hidden'.<br/><br/>[ID Photo (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ad/Zomimugid.jpg)]  [x (http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs30/i/2008/162/4/8/v_1_1_by_Flag_Of_Black.jpg)]  [NSFW (http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs26/i/2008/173/c/5/Creation_2_by_Flag_Of_Black.jpg)]  [x (http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs25/i/2008/173/1/5/Apocalyptic_Visions_3_by_Flag_Of_Black.jpg)]  [x (http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs28/i/2008/170/3/7/__Hands_Behind_Your_Head____by_Flag_Of_Black.jpg)]  </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gear and Equipment</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Usual Attire</strong>: Black (or very dark) everything, even if he has to dye it himself.  He wears combat boots, leather, and metal in various combinations.  When thieving, he wears a handkerchief over his mouth and nose and a hooded jacket or hat.  Most of his clothing is either stolen or very worn, falling apart at the seams.  He wears various holsters and gun straps to house his pistols.<br/><br/><strong>Items Traveled With</strong>:<br/>-- ( ~100 ) cigarettes; rolling supplies with filter<br/>-- ( 1 ) very old, well-used pistol named Lenore; very good condition -- also under weapons<br/><br/><strong>Gear</strong>:<br/>-- ( 1 ) utility knife named Maggie -- also under weapons<br/>-- ( 1 ) large box of matches<br/><br/><strong>Equipment</strong>:<br/>-- ( 1 ) lock picks, mechanical<br/>-- ( 57 ) pistol bullets<br/>-- ( 10 ) days worth of protein packs for one person<br/>-- ( 1 ) package purification crystals<br/>-- ( 1 ) gun-cleaning kit<br/>-- ( 1 ) container of fire jelly<br/><br/><strong>Weapons</strong>:<br/>Lenore (pistol)<br/>-- Damage: d6W<br/>-- Range (feet): 100<br/>-- Max ROF: 2<br/>-- Magazine: 6<br/>-- Weight: 2lbs<br/><br/>Jannis (pistol)<br/>-- Damage: d6W<br/>-- Range (feet): 100<br/>-- Max ROF: 3<br/>-- Magazine: 10<br/>-- Weight: 2lbs<br/><br/>Felice (pistol)<br/>-- Damage: d6W<br/>-- Range (feet): 100<br/>-- Max ROF: 3<br/>-- Magazine: 8<br/>-- Weight: 2lbs<br/><br/>Maggie (knife, utility)<br/>-- Damage: d2W<br/>-- Weight: --</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Family</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Relationship</strong>: Father<br/><strong>Name</strong>: Milo McVeil<br/><strong>Age</strong>: 32 (deceased)<br/><strong>Gender</strong>: Male<br/><strong>Closeness</strong>: Zomistio never met this man.<br/><strong>Occupation</strong>: Cargo Ship Pilot<br/><strong>Brief Personality</strong>: He was honest, but cowardly.<br/><strong>Brief History</strong>: Milo left his girlfriend after she became pregnant.  He died by the hands of Reavers that same year.<br/><br/><strong>Relationship</strong>: Mother<br/><strong>Name</strong>: Ellis Goron<br/><strong>Age</strong>: 35 (unknown status)<br/><strong>Gender</strong>: Female<br/><strong>Closeness</strong>: Very close.<br/><strong>Occupation</strong>: Seamstress<br/><strong>Brief Personality</strong>: Very loving and kind to everyone.  Far too forgiving for her own good.<br/><strong>Brief History</strong>: Ellis went missing when Zomi was very young; he almost couldn't remember it, even.  He suspected, later in life, that she had been captured and sold as a slave.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">History</div><div class="spoiler_body">Zomi was born on Persephone.  He had a pretty poor upbringing; he was a sad, hopeless child.  When his mother died, he was completely alone and had to quickly learn to fend for himself.  Thieving and scrounging became everyday routine.<br/><br/>Around the age of six, he saw his first dead body and acquired his first gun, Lenore.  He had been snooping around for food or cash, something to help get him by.  He witnessed a tied man get his throat slit for evading paying off his debt; the group took only his wallet, then left him to die.  Zomi waited and watched, unable to tear his eyes away, then finally went to loot the freshly drained body.<br/><br/>He found the pistol and immediately fell in love with it.  A few other small 'valuables' managed to get him a bit to eat, and though he was certain the pistol could feed him for weeks, he couldn't bring himself to part with it.  He fell in love with it and felt as if luck had brought it to him.  He vowed, right then, that he would become the best gorram quickdraw in the 'Verse.<br/><br/>He met Jaxien when he was eleven years old.  He was hungry and Jaxien was on a mercenary job; he looked easy, so Zomi took the opportunity.  He was caught pickpocketting, however, and pulled his gun, keeping it concealed (just visible enough for Jaxien to see) and playing innocent for bystanders.  Jaxien let him go.  He was surprised, but he wasn't about to argue; the man clearly knew he'd stolen from him...<br/><br/>But then he was called back, offered a job for cash.  He couldn't decide where this man's ruttin' plan was, but he was intrigued; he wasn't the type to do anything for money, but he was hungry.  He watched Jaxien beat a guy for a bit of jewelry; if he hadn't grown up on Persephone, he might've thought it was to sell, but he knew better.  The man was a mercenary, and if they stuck together, Zomi would find himself in the presence of someone powerful.  He was anxious, ready to trespass into a world he was so familiar with, yet had little involvement in.<br/><br/>He spent the next many years with Jaxien, helping with jobs and sharpening his gun-slinging skills.  When Zomi was about 15, they got their first ship: a Dragonfly Class fighter, with the guns removed (unfortunately).  The ship was faster than most any ship he'd heard of, but the maneuverability was terrible.  He didn't mind, though; she was made to outrun Reavers in a hurry, and that she did.  She definitely helped when outrunning any Alliance ships, too.  They painted her black, named her Halethena, and used her for small, usually illegal transports.<br/><br/>When Zomi was about 16, Jaxien's body began to give out, thanks to all the drugs and alcohol he heavily abused.  By this point, Zomi already loved the man (though he wouldn't outright admit it) and he decided to call in all the favors he could.  He managed to buy Jaxien a full set of new organs, though also put himself heavily into debt.  Some of the debt is cash, but some of it also requires the use of his body.  Whenever he's near enough one of the men he owes, he has to go play 'bitch' for a while.  Sometimes he returns to Jaxien covered in wounds, sometimes he's just used as a sex toy.  Either way, he's careful to keep Jaxien from knowing, having never even told him how much the organs had cost.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Attributes</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Assets</strong>:<br/>-- Born Behind the Wheel -- aircraft (major)<br/>-- Fightin' Type (major)<br/>-- Friends in Low Places (minor)<br/>-- Lightnin' Reflexes (major)<br/>-- Nose for Trouble (major)<br/><br/><strong>Complications</strong>:<br/>-- Amorous (minor)<br/>-- Hooked - cigarettes (minor)<br/>-- Filcher (minor)<br/>-- Overconfident (minor)<br/>-- Branded - Alliance (minor)<br/><br/><strong>Initiative</strong>: 22 + 2<br/><br/><strong>Agility</strong>: 12<br/><strong>Strength</strong>: 4<br/><strong>Vitality</strong>: 6<br/><strong>Alertness</strong>: 10<br/><strong>Intelligence</strong>: 6<br/><strong>Willpower</strong>: 8<br/><br/><strong>Life Points</strong>: 14<br/><br/><strong>Personality Notes</strong>: Zomi is far too honest, most of the time, but has no problem lying with a trustworthy smile when he wants to.  He lacks a certain amount of guilt, thanks to his early childhood, though fortunately isn't a true psychopath.  He's also in very heavy debt, in a number of ways (this is a fairly open invite, if you'd wish to use Zomi in some way to 'repay his debt'.  PM Flaming Dead Man.).</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Skills</div><div class="spoiler_body">Covert (2)<br/>Guns (6)<br/>-- Pistols (2)<br/>Perception (2)<br/>Pilot (6)<br/>-- Small Fighter Class(2)</div></div>