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Lessee....I'm 27 years old, 6 foot, normally about 180 pounds. My nickname is "Boomer." Tierza started calling me that when we started working together.
Things around me have a tendency to blow up....I just can't explain it. Must be something to do with the fact that I've been a demo expert for about 11 years. I'm a mercenary, a professional trained soldier from Mandalore.
About me... well, let's see. I was born in the Ankaar system, but I'm Mandalorian by birthright and I grew up on Mandalore. My childhood was pretty normal as far as childhoods go - childhood isn't something you remember fondly, it's something you survive. I remember being taken to Coruscant when I was about ten and questioned by three people extensively. I don't remember the topics, but the end result was that I was turned down for training by the Jedi Knights. Not that anyone from my homeworld was surprised by this: No Mandalorian has ever been a Jedi Knight. Apparently, we're too reckless. When I was fifteen, I tested for the Mandalorian Army. My father was career army and he tried to get me in also, but the government said that I was too unpredictable. Me? Unpredictable? Who knew? I left home shortly thereafter and joined an independant army of mercenaries. I took my basic from this little wisp of a woman named Dirhanna Belqui. It was from her that I finally learned the concept "looks are deceiving". I learned that either flat on my back looking up at her, or with my nose in the mud doing pushups until my arms threatened to fall off. Hannah is probably the person that I hold the single highest level of respect for. I worked on and off with her for about three years. It was Hannah who first noticed my talent for demolitions. I must have fought in a dozen or more private little wars. We won some, lost some, and I spent almost two years in prison from one loss. This was where I first got hooked on spice.
I don't exactly know how I ended up with the next group, but I started tagging along with this mixed group from Coruscant. There was one woman with them that I knew from previous merc missions. Her name is Tierza Boliyou <SIGH>. She's the single most beautiful woman in the known galaxies. Things got tense and I had several verbal go-rounds with one Jedi Knight and his new family. Dash Rendar and I never really got along. I used to think it was my problem; now I know it's his. But then I was hotter-headed than I am now, and when the offer came up for a demolitions specialist team, I investigated. It involved going to Ankaar for conditioning, which I've actually done before on a couple different assignments. Ankaarans use mind control techniques for intensive training of specialists. Our unit was called "Bad Company" and consisted of fifteen men and women. I was their Lieutenant - their leader. We were paid extrememly well, in advance. The objective: blow up Coruscant. By now, I had fallen head over heels for Tierza. However, she had also been to Ankaar from her father's doing. We went from knowing each other quite... intimately, to her not knowing who I was. I had managed to kidnap her and get her someplace safe, but now she was roaming the streets of Coruscant as I was trying to work. Needless to say, love prevailed and in the end, I couldn't push the timer release. Our mission failed and I ended up going to trial and then into a detoxification program.
There's been some major changes in my life lately. I've survived detox and am now working as Hannah's demolition specialist. I'm off spice and I've quit drinking. I also took the bantha by the horns and asked Tierza to marry me. She agreed and we were married just recently. Darrion Bendu performed the ceremony, and although the wedding had its share of interesting moments, it was a moment I'll never forget when she finally said "I do". She also just had our first child. I have a hunch that life is about to get a LOT more interesting in the near future. My wedding picture is to the right: the last few moments of bachelorhood.
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