<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) {confiscated}<br/>Frag grenade x2 (100) {confiscated}<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>NA/NA</strong></div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>NA/NA</strong></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Exiting his fighter slowly and calmly, Kader suppressed his nerves as the guards approached, and handed over his weapons when asked. He had to remember that although the rebels were a galactic menace, they had a reputation for being unduly soft on prisoners. That served Kader's purposes very well for the time being.<br/><br/>After an hour of waiting in that room, of course, he was bored and had to deploy his better judgement several times to avoid remarking on the fact that this sort of waiting around was exactly what had got him into this mess in the first place.<br/><br/>Harkon, when he arrived and introduced himself, was something of a surprise. Was this guy under the impression that was had happened today was a calculated defection from the Empire to the Rebellion?<br/><br/>"I have to be honest with you, Major." Kader reclined and took a much needed drink from the offerings on the table. "I was halfway out of the docking bay before I even knew Ackermann - VERDICT, I presume -<em>had</em>a mission. My role in that mission was to take her advice that it wasn't in my best interests to start shooting down your A-Wings. Nothing more than that, I'm afraid."<br/><br/>He glanced at the wall, as though peering through them to the distant point of empty space where his erstwhile stationing used to be.<br/><br/>"Whatever her mission was, I'm guessing it went well. But I really wasn't a part of it, nor would I have agreed to help in the destruction of a Imperial fuelling depot but..." He snorted in amusement and held his hands out to the side in concession. "...I guess her tricking me into coming along for the ride is the reason I'm alive."<br/><br/>He didn't particularly expect Harkon to be amused, but since he was at the Major's pleasure and disposal he decided he might as well humour him with what he wanted to know.<br/><br/>"Well since you're asking, I've been a starfighter pilot with the Imperial Navy for about eight years following the academy with multiple honours. Started out flying planetary air support missions in the expansion region, before being sent to the outer rim to support ground forces suppressing the Batton insurgency. Most recently I was part of a relief force bound for Cymoon 1...in fact if it's any sort of accolade, I may well be the sole survivor of said relief force. But that part I'm sure you already knew."<br/><br/>Drumming his fingers on the table, he raised an eyebrow and added, "I could give you my confirmed kill count...but something tells me it would be more tactful if I<em>don't</em>."<br/><br/>Kader leaned forwards and wove his fingers together, peering over them, choosing his words very carefully.<br/><br/>"The way I see it, Harkon, is that right now, you and I are square. Even. Settled up. I'm sorry if Ackermann promised you a defector, but really I just wanted to get out of being confined to quarters. I'm not so great at sitting still. If my most recent CO hadn't clipped my wings, I'd have been part of that defending force. Maybe your bombers wouldn't have had such an easy ride...or maybe I'd be dead. Who knows."<br/><br/>He shrugged, having been more honest than he'd originally intended but the diplomatic balancing act was far too stifling for him.<br/><br/>"And that's how I ended up here."