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Name : Octavia Wheelwright
Sex : Female
Race : Human
Position : First Mate
Physical Description : Octavia's body type is, difficult. On one hand she keeps thin and reasonably well trained from constant physical training. On the other hand her lazy and completely careless attitude with sweets and things as such keeps her at a "normal" body type. Her fashion is relatively dull. Most people would notice just how incredibly normal her clothes are. Most noticeable is the big, innocent green eyes, her reddish, short hair and her massive mechanical left arm.
Personality Traits : Octavia likes to think she has seen every single thing this world has to offer, certainly, this isn't the case, but she is damn close. Adventurer from the age of diapers, she truly has experienced most things. Going from work to work she has come to terms with the most fundamental rule of our world, the one able to beat the shit out of the other is the better. She knows how to talk with people and loves to attempt to prove it. Her greatest weakness would be genuine humiliation, beat her royally in a fight and that charm will be lost to the winds. She hums when she fights and suffers from terrible nightmares.
Weapons : Octavia's main method of fighting is what one could expect, the huge addition to her arm. It wields an extendable blade from the forearm part of it, which extends to about double the size of her arm. The arm also grants a significant boost to the strength in her left arm (Melee) As for her right arm, closely strapped to her hip she has the gun
. Which has the quite remarkable ability of automatic reload, as she likes to call it, in reality the pistol holds 20 bullets which can be fired with around a one second delay. It then takes Octavia around 10-15 seconds to reload (Ranged)Bad News
Skills and Abilities :
Excellent swordsmanship
"Most secure feet on a ship, ever."
Has a tendency to sleep at inopportune moments
Wide amount of "street knowledge"
Master Conversalist, she'll nag you to the point of you just admitting that she's right
Awful at keeping personal spaces