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Laura Stout

Name Laura Stout

Position Civilian


Character Information

Gender Female
Species Human
Age 32

Physical Appearance

Height 6'1"
Weight 68kg
Hair Color Dark blonde
Eye Color Brown
Physical Description She has a strong, whipcord physique that's lean almost to the point of emaciation, however the sparness of her frame, instead of giving her a frail appearence, lends her an aura of strength that's paired to the bone. Laura looks like a bar-room brawler.

Her face is as gaunt as the rest of her, throwing the already strong bones of her face into sharp relief. Her cheeks hover on the verge of hollow, and her dark, deep-set eyes are turned to drowining pools by the hollowed planes of her face. She looks older than her years, harder and meaner, an impression not helped by the unkempt length of her hair. A dark, shoulder length blonde it looks like it never sees a brush.

Slow and confident, she moves with a lazy, sometimes disjointed grace, that's all loose limbs and honed muscle. Her movements become jerkier the more agitated she becomes and more flamboyant the more outrageous she's being.

Family

Spouse None
Children None
Father John Stout (deceased)
Mother Jeannie Stout (deceased)
Brother(s) None
Sister(s) None
Other Family None

Personality & Traits

General Overview Laura comes across as a confident, no nonsense woman. Once a bright and vivacious person, always with a ready smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eye she's now she is prone to dark moods. In these dark moments Laura is self-aborbed and oblivious to all around her. Although there are times when it seems the old Laura remerges and she is once again the life and soul of the party they do not last more than a day.
Hobbies & Interests Skills - Piloting, marksmanship, brooding
Hobbies - Card games, brooding, orbital skydiving, brooding, origami

Personal History Laura Stout was born in New Berlin on Luna, the only child of two hard-working parents.

When she was three her parents were killed in a freak accident when a work-bee collided with an airlock. With no other family she grew up in a home for foundlings.

She attend the local school, obtained reasonable but unremarkable grades, and generally failed to distingush herself in any way. The most remarkable thing she did was hop a one-way transport out of Lunaport to nowhere in particular, the day after she turned seventeen.

No records of Laura Stout exisit after she left Lunaport.