Brahnamin's Characters: Hands Redux
Hands :: Medic//Hacker
"You get one complaint - then you get a suppository"
Attributes 
Physical 
|| Mental 
|| Social 
Trained Skills 
Fight
Fix
Notice
Operate
Treat
Untrained Skills 
| Craft | Drive | Fly | Focus | Influence | Know | Labor |
| Move | Perform | Shoot | Sneak | Survive | Throw | Trick |
Distinctions 
Cephalopod [Animal]: Your ancestors emerged from the ancient seas of Earth with their eight limbs, huge brains, and an almost amphibian knack for breathing atmo or agua
Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll 
instead of 
to gain 1 PP
- Get a Grip: With eight arms and myriad suction surfaces on each, there ain't much you can't manhandle. Spend 1 PP to step up or double Physical for an action.
Shipborn [Background]: You were born to a traveling family, always on the move, roving from job to job to job in a rattlekept repurposed mining vessel in an endless series of odd adventures. You are more comfortable in artificial environments than dirtside.
- Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll instead of to gain 1 PP
Ghost in the Machine [Quirk]: You've always got your head buried in a computer, digging through one system or another.
- Hinder: Sometimes a distinction works against you. Roll instead of to gain 1 PP
- Code Monkey: You are a master at teaching old code new tricks. When you are altering or rewriting programming and spend 1 PP to create a
New Code asset, step it up to 
Signature Assets
Xenoveterinary Tranq Hypo Sometimes you just need em to stop squirming to do em any good. Your dose-adjustable hypo can knock out just about anything if you can get close enough.
- Limit: Requires Direct Contact
Wavy Gravy You got a friend in low places. Lower. There you go . . . Wavy is a squirrelly old mole and a member of Hands' family collective ship with a lifelong reliance on mind altering substances under his belt. The old mole taught him much of what he knows about coding and programming and even more about philosophy and life.
Bio
Hands became a medic for completely selfish reasons. The folk keeping him alive when the danger things were flying needed keeping alive afterwards so that they could meatshield up and keep him alive again when the danger things resumed their seemingly endless quest to kill him hard enough to make him die to death.
He mastered computer systems for a much nobler reason.
There was this girl . . .