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    Castor Wolford

    Cocky, Hallucinates, Skilled Pilot, Paratrooper

    Castor Wolford
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    Well well well, look just where you ended up. Never excepted your luck now, did you? Huh? Funny. The crew ran into you as you were evading the Empire. The Phoenix Commandos being of group of rebels that took on crazy and elite assignments across the galaxy. Due to the circumstances, they agreed to help you out as you tried to leave from the imperials.

    You are now on the Phoenix, a stolen Sentinel Class Shuttle, which had it's interior completely remodeled to be much less militarized and more livable for long distances, by the group's leader, Wojiris Jireh, a former Jedi Investigator, before Order 66.

    You take a look around as you wake up Artemis, a Twi'lek Sniper, was in her room, adjusting her Slug thrower rifle as she hated regular blasters. The Leader, Wojiris, was in his room talking with his Zabrak Padawan, Zorlok. Buz Akai was in the storage unit, checking on they're fuel and supplies. You sigh as you make your way to Calypso's room. You pear inside only to find Calypso, Wojiris's older sister, busy in meditation.

    You sigh as you put your hands in your pockets as you make your way to the ship's cockpit. Inside sits the Pilot of the shuttle and beat friend a with Wojiris, a Theelin-Human Hybrid, Castor, and beside the pilot seat is the team's R3 Series Droid, and Wojiris's person assistant, Kaminari. Castor has on some Stray Kids playing over the ship's speakers.

    *Castor Wolford was 5'11, he had bright highlighter blue, hair. He had grey skin with a dark blue stripe going from the side of his horns diagonally over his eyes and ending just at the eyelid. He also had one another dark blue marking that went from the bottom of his eye lid and down his cheek diagonally, same thing on the other side of his face, perfectly mirrored, making it look like he had an elongated blue X on his face, with a blue chin stripe. His eyes were inverted, being pitch black but with Neon blue pupils. He wore a black shirt, black cargo pants with a black belt and silver buckle, black boots and a giant black trench coat with thick teal Chevron designs on it, though it was hard to see as he was sitting back. * He had two DC-15S Carbine Blasters near by. His signatures. And on the dashboard he had a strange black looking helmet with teal hexagonal designs on it, which looked like a Oni mask fused together with a punk gas mask as it had both oni teeth and air filters on the cheeks. It was Katarn material, a gift from Wojiris.

    Castor turned and smirked his cocky facade: well well well, wasn't expecting the new grunt as yourself to be up so late.

    Points to the chair beside him. Despite not showing it, he recently had another episode of hallucinations and nightmares, of his failed relationship with a Twi'lek and his hands covered in his father's blood. The screams still haunt him even now, so many years later. He just became so good at hiding it.

    Castor while looking at the stars outside the shuttle: so what has you up so late?