Marti Branimir

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Gender:

Female

Species:

Humanoid

Height:

5'3

Rank:

Jedi; General

Lightsaber:

Purple

Master:

Plo Koon

Squad:

104th

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Theme Song: I Like It Heavy by Halestorm

Background: Marti was only 5 years old when a civil war desolated her planet leaving it uninhabitable; pinned under the rubble of a collapsed tunnel, Marti subconsciously reached out in the force and was rescued by a few Jedi who were investigating the surface remains. She was brought to Coruscant and treated by the Temple doctors where she met youngling Lazuli; who not only repaired her legs but also repaired Marti's cracked psyche by befriending her and teaching her sign language and Basic.  

Once at the Jedi temple, Marti had a hard time adjusting to life indoors, away from the forest. Her hunter instincts and high energy made class work and study nearly impossible to do by herself. Lazuli would often (all the time) read out loud for Marti while she paced or did floor exercises.  

In the hope of teaching her to temperance, Master Plo was assigned to Marti. While they don't always see eye to eye, Marti respects and admires Plo and tries her best to follow his teachings. However, assigning a former monk to train a born warrior the way of the peaceful mediator was never going to work out. Like most Jedi pre-Clone Wars, Master Plo and Marti were sent on many missions to negotiate a settlement; were Marti quickly found out telling dignitaries to just "Shut up and stop being greedy" usually led to a physical confrontation and an earful from her master later, so she learned to be 'discreet' with her contempt.  

Personality:

- Marti isn't a violent person per se, her species is more "animalistic" than most humanoids; she is very high-energy and can get very rambunctious, often losing volume control and LOVES sparing. Marti has adapted the "one hit victory" technic meaning "hit 'em hard enough the first time, they won't be able to attack again". Despite this, Marti harbors a great distain towards war and all the lives lost being written off as "collateral damage"; she cares so much for life, and seeing it all burn for the sake of "democracy" fuels her grieving rage. 

-She is the protector of the group. After loosing nearly all of the 104th in the Malevolence attacks, Marti is more than willing to take a bullet for her comrades. Always insisting she is the bait or charges first to draw fire from her clone battalion, giving Plo, Wolffe, and the rest of the Wolf Pack a collective heart attack. Marti always aims to minimize casualties with surgical strikes, guerilla warfare, and heavy aerial bombardment though she is not apposed to frontal ground assaults if she is heading to attack.


Through the Force: 

-Marti uses it to be connected with everyone she cares about, including every animal she meets. Marti would never harm an animal ever, she uses the Force to connect with and calm them. 

-While during manual labor, she prefers to use her hands over the force but due to her anger issues, she has often accidentally cracked glass and crushed pipes. 

Scars:

-Both her knees were nearly crashed in the collapsed bomb shelter; she needs braces to walk and stand for extended amounts of time

-Both palms are scared heavily from trying to push off the debris of the bomb shelter

Character Notes:

-Marti is derived from the name Martin which means "war-like"; Branimir (roughly) means "peacekeeper" or "peace bringer".... war-like peacekeeper... aggressive negotiations 

Species Notes:

-Her species is at least 3 times denser than a normal human; her body won't break easily but when it does, it's scarred for life; she can also withstand cold temperatures without shelter for up to 2 weeks

-She can only properly digest natural food like fresh meat and fruit 

-She has very poor eyesight and since nobody has glasses in space, Marti has trouble reading holo screens and seeing far distances. Her hearing and sense of smell is exceptional, almost to a maddening degree; especially during quiet nights aboard star vessels and surrounded by an army of clones dripping with testosterone ;)