Jessa Trent

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Character Name: Jessa Trent

Titles and or Nicknames: Jess

Affiliation Rebellion

Age: 20

Relatives: Misrae Trent (Mother) and Jyson Trent (Father)

Overall Appearance: Jessa comes in rather short at 5'3" and weighs a solid 125. Her long blond hair brings out the deep ocean blue in her eyes, eyes that one could get totally lost in. Jessa is a perfect vision of innocence before adulthood, wearing jeans and a fancy, elaborate shirt, sometimes a light blue summer dress if she feels light enough to wear it. Jessa loves clothes, expensive clothes, and resents the fact that she doesn't have more. While Jessa doesn't have a tattoo, she's always wanted one and plans to get one as soon as the rebellion is over; a razor cat guarding a rose on her right hip.

Personality: Jessa is a pretty average, naive young adult. She doesn't follow politics, doesn't care much about the world except from the books she reads and holos she sees. Jessa loves creatures, and if it isn't more then 5 feet taller then she, Jessa will likely try to make contact with it. She resents her parents, their dragging her to the so called rebellion, locking her up in base after base with minimal exposure to the things she loves.

Jessa loves her spukamas, Smokey, dearly. Her parents promised Jessa the feline when they started dragging her around. The cat is her only real friend, the only creature she'd been around long enough to truly develop a friendship. When nervous, Jessa rambles on to anyone with ears, stumbling over her words in a very childish manner, but it can be extremely cute as well.

Jessa loves to draw and sketch. She always carries a sketch book with her, filled with doodles to pass the time. She loves sketching the human figure, nature being a bit difficult for her but when she has the chance to work on it, she does.

Jessa is very naive and doesn't care much for the "rebellion", knows nothing of the cause besides what her parents tell her. She'd much rather be back home on Denon with her friends, partying and living the life of a normal 20, near 21, year old. She hates the idea of never seeing Denon again, and fears losing contact with all her dearest friends back home.

History:

Jessa was born and raised on Denon by her parents, Jyson and Misrae Trent. They were respectable, middle class folk. Her father worked for a local trade business, renting and selling off cargo transports for a nice price. He made most of the money, allowing them to live well. Her mother was a stay at home mom, a tutor for younger children just entering the academy, earning the bit of spending money for the family that her father was hesitant to part with. The first 16 years of her life passed more quickly then Jessa would care to admit. The innocence of childhood slowly slipped away.

By no means did Jessa grow up needy, partially spoiled to say the least, but it never waived her view on the world. She made friends, was well liked and attended all the balls and parties that her parents would allow. Boys were of concern, minute, but they were there. Friends of hers loved to set shop at the local cafe and boy watch. It was all giggles, but Jessa enjoyed the single life of 16. She didn't care about the world around her, didn't watch the holonet news, didn't listen to the quiet night discussions her parents had, thought nothing of the hush hush.

Two days before the Debutante ball, an out coming celebration in her community on Denon, where the young women entered adulthood at the young age of 17, Jessa was greeted with an empty house, 4 suitcases at the door, and her parents pacing the empty living room. We're leaving - they said, grab your suitcase, you have 5 minutes to grab what you wish from your room... not too much, not too little. Stunned, angry, and scared, Jessa did as they said, bitching and screaming the whole way. She couldn't understand why they were leaving, with no explanation from her parents. She had noticed a change in them in the previous month, the way Jessa's mother always glanced over her shoulder in the crowd; her father coming home late from work, immediately burrowing himself in more work... What about her friends? The ball! She'd just picked up her dress and it was beautiful! How could they ruin her life like this, taking her away from her home. She didn't want to travel with them, didn't want to leave. She didn't even get to say goodbye!

Within an hour, they were on a transport ship to Corellia .

The first move was the hardest but it became easier. She had no contacts, made no friends where they settled. She dove deeper into her drawings and studies, locking herself in whatever room they threw at her, listening to nothing they said. She could care less. Her parents tried everything, what clothes and shoes they could afford, a new decked out datapad with all the coolest features. The only thing that brought a bit of a smile to Jessa's face was Smokey, a spukamas who was gifted to her on their second move. He was a traditional looking spukamas, black silky fur with deep orange/yellow eyes. He immediately took to Jessa and they became the best of friends, where ever Jessa went, Smokey was sure to follow.

They spent about a year at each place, first Brentaal then Ereryn. Jessa didn't like any of them... but she began to get used to it.

Her relationship with her parents slowly began to get better, they tried to explain their goal and purpose to her... a rebellion, and setting up cells on different planets. They couldn't stay long, her parents explained, in fear the Empire's agents would find them. Jessa didn't understand but she shrugged it off. Let the grownups handle it.

Now, 8 days till her 21st birthday, and Jessa is used to the new nomadic life, taking in the trips as sight seeing, 6 months to study a new culture, see a new city. She began to love the outdoors, spending all time she could in local parks or beaches, trying to master creating her vision on paper with her drawings and sketches. Three days ago they packed up again. We're going to Kuat, her mother said, wrapping her arms around Jessa's shoulders and giving her a squeeze.

NPC: Jyson and Misrae Trent, better known as mother and father.

Possessions: A datapad, a spukamas named Smokey, her various sketchbooks and pens/pencils.

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