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So long as this job includes a roof over my head and a meal on my plate, I'm in!
Arc is whimsical and a dreamer, always has been always will be, no matter what life throw at her it will never take that away from her.
When Arc was young she was determined and always believed she could do whatever she wanted so long as she put her heart into it. She always saw the world differently to others, she hated deadlines and pressure. She always threw herself into everything and did everything slightly differently from everyone else.
Arc is still the same girl, it’s just a little deeper down and less innocent. Life happened. Her experiences have hardened her around the edges. She became excessively self-reliant and came to despise handouts and relying on people. She stopped keeping friends because she never made contact or gave them a way to contact her, that and she hardly stayed anywhere long enough to make friends. She stayed her ever whimsical self though and enjoys the adventure of never knowing where her next meal is coming from or where she will be when she eats it.
Arc usually has a switchblade in her back pocket and her newest gun on her person.
Arc has no idea the identity of her parents no cares to find out. As far as she is concerned Sarath, her stepfather was her only family. Sarath was a Toshick; the tinkerers of the Universe. Toshicks have been accredited with the creation of many inventions due to their uncanny interest in pulling things apart and trying to make them better. Not many Toshicks remain though as they would much prefer to explore the world discovering new inventions than settling down and starting a family. Sarath was a weapons expert but would move to a new post once he decided there was nothing new or exciting left for him at his current post. So him and Arc moved around a lot, from space stations to military bases to strange planets. Sarath had no qualms about who he was working for, Arc picked up this attitude of his. Wherever they went though Sarath would teach Arc everything he knew about the trade and she would always be with him when he worked. When Arc was 15 she pre enrolled to the Intergalactic Defense Academy. When the ship Sarath was on was engaged in battle and was destroyed she changed her mind and decided she didn’t want to live and die for other people’s problems. Arc ended up all alone fending for herself. A few friend’s of her fathers offered to take her in but she refused, determined to look after herself. Arc began to wander from planet to planet never being able to find one to call home. Once the money her father had left her had run out she started taking out weapons mechanic jobs here and there to make ends meet. Everything her father had taught her and her instincts from growing up around weapons made her a rather talented weapons expert despite never having official training. Arc began taking up any job she could find until another would peak her interest. Arc started enjoying the adventure of being attached to no one or no where. She never has money in her pocket but she is happy this way so long as the job includes a roof over her head and food on her plate.