Name: Booker J. White.
Age: 27.
Gender: Male.
Race: Human.
Appearance: Booker is built well, standing at a considerable 6'4" tall with an athletic physique - broad shoulders, slim but muscular, clearly in good shape. He has fair-toned skin with a good number of scars scattered about his person, many hidden by his clothes but a few tending to be more visible - like those on his knuckles and arms. None are on his face, surprisingly enough, but that's just some Booker luck for you.
He has dark brown hair that is cut relatively short ( just above back of the neck length) but is quite thick, loosely curly and mostly unstyled - left to be a mess that either the wind or a hand will mess with. He has rather striking bright green eyes glimmering with mischief, and a charming smile on his handsome face framed by some light stubble.
Normal clothing: When he can get away with it Booker is a man of comfort, and thus he's often found wearing what he considers comfortable - especially when making long voyages in the cockpit. He tends towards the roominess of dark cargo pants, short-sleeved loose shirts and a nice warm jacket if things start to get too chilly wherever he is at the time. He'll also wear thick black boots and a combat harness if he's expecting to have to get moving all of a sudden, the harness usually holding his assault blaster.
Armour: Booker is a man who finds the best place to be in a fight is right up close and personal. Thus, his armour suits this theme - being thicker and somewhat bulkier than a lot of his fellow crew's choices. It's a distinctive dark green in colour, covering his entire body and coming with a sealed helmet. It's environmentally sealed and has mag-boots, a hookshot of sorts built into the shoulder pauldron (suited for either yanking someone to him or yanking him TO something in zero G), mag lock on his back for his assault blaster and, most importantly, the gauntlets have a built-in force modification that he can activate at his whim,
I am Inferi.
09-Jun-2020 15:10:29
