Name: Kaori Jiang
Description: Kaori stands about 5'6" and has a very slender build, what others have described as almost elfin. Her hair is dyed frequently various unnatural colors, though she tends often towards the deep blues, purples and greens, and comes nearly to her waist. While working, she usually keeps it in a tight braid and tucked out of the way. Her wardrobe varies as much as her hair, ranging from her 'work grungies' to silk kimonos. She's commented several times before that she believes its an Alliance conspiracy to keep there from being comfortable mechanical garb, mostly humorously.
She can be a bit...spacey at times, losing focus on everything else while she focuses on some problem, and not necessarily in such a way that others would know what it is she's thinking about. She tries to take care of her appearance, but there is only so much one can do when working on the engine of a ship of misfits and ne'er-do-wells. She frequently sports greasemarks, smudges and the faint odor of either smoke or ozone. She paints her nails, though often with materials more appropriate to painting the ship, as her fingernails are constantly cut close due to frequent damage in her work.
Background: Kaori was born to a middle class family on Persephone, living on the outskirts of the fabulously wealthy and watching the glitz and glamour of their parties, balls and various soirees, yet never able to attend, yet within from the shantytown atmosphere of most of the outskirts of the planet. Her father worked as a middle manager of a ship dealer and her mother as a nurse at one of the hospitals. Kaori herself attended school and ended up with...well, we won't say 'the bad crowd' but more the periphery. The hustlers, the hackers and the loners. Not the ones that were in gangs, per se, but who seemed to know everyone in them and acted more like support. In classes she excelled in the physical sciences and learned from her friends all the interesting bits that they don't teach in class.
After graduating, her father arranged for her to apprentice at the dealership he worked at, and she found herself immediately attracted to the garage. It didn't take long before they found she had a natural aptitude for ships engines and computers, even the notoriously finicky Gurtsler engines, though, like the others, she was much happier with the trace compression block engines.
Unfortunately, though her career was looking promising at the dealership, a deal was negotiated with the Alliance that quickly ended with the dealership going under, in no small part due to poor maintenance on the Alliance's part and the shop being stuck with contract violation charges because of it. Her father was unable to find other work because of what had happened, the stigma of having bee one of the key individuals behind the failed contract sticking with him as he fell into a downward spiral of depression and drinking. Her mother attempted to support the family, but the Alliance hospital pay was barely enough to keep the home and some food on the table. In short order Kaori decided to remove herself from the equation and bounced around, staying with her various 'friends' over the next several years, sleeping with some of them and doing favors as able.
Until the day a friend of hers asked her if she could work on a ship that had come in that needed some maintenance done sans traceable paperwork. Before she could really explain what was going on, she was setup with quarters and was the new ships engineer.
Weapon: By choice, the TK78C PowerMaster gauss pistol. One of the more finicky weapons produced, she takes almost religious care for hers. More often, she practices martial arts, incorporating the tai-chi fighting swords into her style. She finds katas a beautiful way to relax, and the practice keeps her flexible enough to maneuver in the cramped spaces within the engine compartment.