Tachyon Squadron Arwen

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Demographics

Name: Arwén Gonzáles

High Concept: Hypercompetitive Farm Girl

Call sign: "Smoke"

Decompression: Family/Unsanctioned MMA

Relationship Aspect 1: TBD

Relationship Aspect 2: TBD

Freeform Aspect: Self-Made Olympian

Refresh: 2

Skills

• • • • +4: Pilot
    • +3: Gunnery, Tactics
  • +2: Athletics, Fight, Discipline
• +1: Technology, Shoot, Notice, Provoke

Personal Stunts

• Called Shot
• Danger Sense

Gear Stunts

• Tactical Optics

Interceptor

"Rico," with terra-cotta oranges, reds and yellows, and a pinup of a well-muscled, broad-chested, shirtless Latino man in jeans looking over his sunglasses looking from either side of the front.

Background

Arwen comes from a long line of fierce women. She demanded to do the outside work with her brothers, and then she hustled to out-work and out-fight them as well. While most people ran screaming when the aliens came, Maria, her mother, met the first one to come at her with a red-hot skillet full of oil, turning her kitchen into a weapons laboratory that both she and her husband took full advantage of. She survived, and kept herself, her husband, and two of her three children alive. Arwen was the middle child, but now the eldest. Awed by her mother's fierce resistance, Arwen read everything she could about fighting, getting into martial arts and aviation and weaponry, until she was old enough to join X-COM proper.

She got the nickname "Smoke" by flying the old farm plane so hard that the engine was smoking by the time she landed.

Her preferred method of conflict resolution is open confrontation. She'll get right in the face of anyone who's in her way. She flies this way, too: darting and spinning and looping into an attack formation and taking alien ships from close range.

Description

A product of years of hard farm work, Arwen looks strong, and she's stronger than she looks. She's always alert, slightly crouched, ready for action at any moment. Her sun-darkened skin has a red tint to it. Her bright brown eyes, set under intelligent eyebrows, take the measure of the people around her. She looks like she'd trying not to laugh at a joke. Her speech is rapid-fire, accented and frequently enriched with Mexican Spanish. She favors Sepultura and MMA t-shirts with their sleeves cut off, cut-off jeans, work boots and fingerless gloves when necessary. Her hands are relatively large, strong, and calloused.