Pronounciation
[ KEE-va-la // re-SHAY ]
Generic Information
Name (commonly given): Kiva
Age: 19
Female
Left-Handed
History
Kivala grew up on a large moon that could have passed for a small planet (if it weren’t circling a large planet itself), that moon being called Elis II. At first, she had little knowledge of the rest of the universe; when she was young, all she knew was ships came to bring them stuff, and went to take away the ore they had mined. The main function of Elis II was as a mining centre for a few uncommon materials that were in abundance there.
Her parents had come here along with a small group to settle down in a peaceful place after having dealt with some military issues in the past; they hoped Kivala would stay, but as she grew up she felt more and more restless on this tiny chunk of rock… especially when nobody wanted to tell her about the rest of space which she was dying to know about.
Occasionally, she would manage to get some information about the universe but never very much. So she decided to sneak onto one of the trading ships. That was a month ago.
Description
Kivala has long, dark hair that can almost reach the small of her back; the front is cut in rough bangs that she still keeps brushed off to the side. Her skin is fairly pale; mostly as a result of growing up on a moon that gets little sun. As her skin and nearly black hair have little colour to them, her hazel-green eyes are the focus of her face, for sure; bright and wide, they inevitably draw attention from other parts of her face. Her eyebrows are thin and dark; her nose, small and gently upturned. Her lips are pinkish and again, not a very imposing part of an unimposing face.
Her outfit is fairly simple, but still functional — albeit slightly beat up. Starting from the bottom, she’s wearing a pair of fairly simple black sneakers. Her legs are bare up to the pair of darkish green cargo shorts that serve as both clothing and storage (although the pockets aren’t terribly spacious). A brief bit of flesh is exposed around her midriff below the black tank top she’s wearing. Her arms are bared. Most of all, though, her bust is quite a prominent feature — the girl’s chest is adorned by a pair of breasts (likely at the larger end of C-cups) that are entirely constrained by her top.
Finally, she does wear one more piece of clothing — a pair of weird, mismatched gloves. A green fingerless glove is on her left hand (it matches her shorts), and a long, glossy black one that seems out of alignment with the rest of her outfit.
Skills
Kivala spent most of her life being trained to work on mining the rock out of her home of a moon; they had tools, of course, big machines that would do most of the -really- difficult stuff for them like drilling and lifting. In the end, as genetics tend to decide, the men ended up doing most of the heaviest work. The actual operation of the machinery as well as other things that had to be done by hand. The women, on the other hand, did a lot of the repair and maintenance. So that’s what Kiva became good at — dealing with machines’ well-being, as well as occasionally she got to use them.
Other than work, she spent some of her time cooking (she rarely got stuck with cleaning duties), some of her time piloting land vehicles, and then some more of her time practising shooting. We’ll get to that in a bit.
Equipment
Long Black Glove? — It’s the one thing she has that is rather special. A parting gift from the one person on her home who supported her ‘escape’ (she didn’t really tell anyone else). It’s made of nanites, or something; that’s technology she doesn’t have much expertise in (at all). It guarantees a perfect fit — and it’s extra-long on her because she’s smaller — so the material can spread out more. It has a keypad, too, for its various functions. Its main function, though, is passive — it is incredibly difficult to destroy or penetrate. Thus her arm can be used to block some weapons, and hold slamming doors. (It even does well against blunt trauma!)
Revolver — She has a Revolver. Six-chambered spinning cylinder and everything. She’s a fairly good shot with it, too. She would get something better if she could afford it.
Revolver Bullets — She has 6 loaded bullets, and 6 extras.
Special Bullets — She has two special bullets. One is supposed to cause a pretty nasty explosion on impact (she’s saving that one for a rainy day) and the other doesn’t do much damage, but explodes into a thick cloud of smoke. Good for escapes or blinding enemies. She’s almost used it on a few occasions.
Otherwise
Over this month of struggling to keep herself alive, Kivala’s made a few enemies… and not too many friends. None, actually. She’s just hopping from ship to planet to ship again in hopes of finding a place where she can settle down for a little bit.
All the money she’s managed to scrounge up has been spent on getting rides, food, and safe places to sleep.
But she’s still enjoying herself. She’s glad to be out and doing exciting things!