<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kader Andromias</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_u">Description</span><br/>Career: Ace<br/>Species: Human<br/>Duty: Air Superiority<br/>Motivation: Charge at fear and outrun death<br/>Specialisation: Hotshot<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Characteristics</span><br/>Brawn - 2<br/>Agility - 4<br/>Intellect - 2<br/>Cunning - 2<br/>Willpower - 2<br/>Presence - 3<br/>The Force - 2<br/> <br/><span class="bbc_u">Skills</span><br/>Cool 2<br/>Piloting (Space) 2<br/>Perception 1<br/>Range (Light) 1<br/>Stealth 1<br/>Charm 1<br/>Deception 1<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Talents</span><br/>Hotshot: Skilled Jockey level 1 (Remove one setback dice per rank to all piloting checks)<br/>Hotshot: High G Training level 1 (Transfer one point of system strain per rank to person strain.)<br/>Hotshot: Grit level 1 (Gain +1 Strain Threshold.)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Equipment</span><br/>G-suit (2000)<br/>Vacuum sealed (1000)<br/>Scanner Goggles (150)<br/>Commlink (25)<br/>Blaster pistol (400)<br/>Frag grenade x2 (100)<br/>Stimpack x2 (50)<br/>Utility belt (25)<br/>250 Credits</div></div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">| - Wounds - |</div></td><td><div align="center"> - Strain - |</div></td><td><div align="center"> - Vehicle - |</div></td><td><div align="center"> - Hull Trauma - |</div></td><td><div align="center"> - System Strain - |</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>0/12</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>0/13</strong></div></td><td><div align="center">On foot</div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>0/0</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>0/0</strong></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Kader’s humour evaporated when Harkon brought up his failure to secure a promotion in the Star Fleet after so many years. He had his own opinions on the reasons for that, but he doubted Harkon would be too interested in hearing about them. Which meant that the only way he’d demonstrate how good he<em>actually</em>was would be the practical way, in the seat of a Starfighter. But that didn’t make siding with the doomed rebels seem like anything but a fool’s errand.<br/><br/>Harkon was right about everything else, though. Of course Ackermann would have seen his true intentions if she was a spy rather than a mere engineer as he’d first thought. And the idea of laying low on one of the usual dusty planets people who didn’t want to be found usually took refuge on was already starting to make his head buzz with frustration. Besides which, he’d seen how effective the Empire had become at rooting out people of interest…and the merciless prejudice with which they’d dealt with them. As their influence spread, how long could he remain undetected?<br/><br/>He realised he’d let the silence hang a little too long, and took a slow intake of breath as he tried to swallow his doubt.<br/><br/>“I don’t love the idea of going underground.” he sighed. “Suppose I agreed to join up -<em>just suppose</em>-  where would you be sending me? No offense, but it seems to me the Rebellion is acting on borrowed time. And if I’m coming over to stand in the firing line, I need to know that I’m going to be used well.”