Personality: She inherited her father’s somewhat patient, yet fiery temperament, so she’s not afraid to get angry and firm if she needs to be. But from her mother, she adopted her calmer, more logical thinking temperament, so she’s always with a sort of more relaxed outlook on situations, while being quick to respond to danger when appropriate. She can be sterner at times, especially during long flights, and will tend to express her disdain passive-aggressively. Though, if she doesn't like you, she'll let you know right then and there.

Likes: A big meaty meal, with just as much meat as there are bones, a good beer, spicy foods, chorizo, pintxos, oshikundu, medium rare steaks, people not afraid to pay up for her work, the inside of her Krait, her favorite pistol, the heat, her Anyna coffee black, and flying through neutron stars.

Dislikes: Overly pushy people who act like assholes to people she deems her friends, idiots who think that interdicting her means an easy score, having to deal with system security, Karsuki locusts, the Karma P-15, though she'll still use it if she is explicitly required to as a backup weapon, stations being so FAR, and having to deal with faction "bit" measuring contests.

Skills: Ex-Apex Interstellar Transport pilot, can handle a wide variety of vessels and get there in a decent amount of time. Professional Mercenary / Freelancer. She has taken dedicated combat training and piloting courses. She can minor perform repairs on her SRV and her ship in the worst-case scenario she's stranded somewhere.

Flaws: When she's tired, she'll become less talkative and more impatient, leading her to make some mistakes. She'll get really passive aggressive towards people she doesn't trust, even if that mistrust is somewhat misguided. She will get angry if her ship gets severely damaged in the middle of a fight and will lose most of her previous inhibitions to win in any way possible, worst case scenario being she flees during a fight. She drinks a little in her free time, and brews her own special hooch stored away in her SRV bay.

Fears: Getting spaced, her life support running out, getting shot in a vacuum and having her suit not seal, being caught off guard in a thargoid attack, being captured and put into slavery, and having her ship repossessed.

Race: Spotted hyena / Maned wolf

Appearance: She has both markings typically noted between each species, a lighter fur tone, a somewhat slimmer muzzle, and the spots of a hyena. She has orange/reddish-brown fur with a lighter underbelly, she has a black mane of hair styled into a short ponytail, small dark spots are scattered all over her body, coming as far up as her cheeks. Her irises are a cyan/turquoise color with white sclera. She has a soft tuft of light-colored fluff on her chest that fades in with her belly fur. She’s tall, with a lithe figure from her mother, but from her father, she also inherited his well-built, muscular frame too and toned it into a lightly muscled, athletic form.

Bio: Born in the independent system of Basuki An, she lived there for a couple years with her family before they moved to the nearby imperial system of Pirawilotri. Francisca found herself attracted to mercenary work at a fairly young age and was determined to get her Pilot Fed License. After years of studying and learning how ships operated by reading as many manuals and as she could and sweet-talking pilots at the starport to let her take a few looks inside their ships, she finally stoked up enough courage to apply for her license.

// IRL, I go by she as well, so please don't mind that. Thank you!