fast jack pallas

raised by nomadic spacers, scavengers around the remains of cyberia

the way they look to other people:
to normies: dashing, sort of. polite but in a way that makes u wonder if they’re, like, on heroin or something. or just a theater kid, who even knows anymore? talks fast, has one of those strange spacer accents.
to shady people: far too cocky. twitchy, too. not like they’re running from something but instead to something. the kind of person that makes a dumb mistake once and gets gutted in a back alley by someone wearing a trenchcoat. sounds like their route was near the cyberia sector. a smooth enough talker for the sort of things they do.
to the mechs: who the fuck keeps eating my hummus? tim if it was you youre going to WISH you could die
to the stowaways: please tell me that was cool was that cool do you still like me am i being enough of an asset to this “friend group” for you to like me

pessimist
plan for the worst possibility
parents taught them to expect things to go wrong, world is inherently hostile etc
bilingual, speaks a language somewhat related to cyberian
always wished for safety, comfort OR some grand change to help them contextualize their life instead of just always moving around
got safety, didn’t like it
always wishing for something more, something new
keep moving keep going dont look back!
easily influenced by others
has issues! about not having friends much and being bullied by most kids they met, if they ever did
ambivert


parent status: died while they were on-planet. when living with them and helping with the family business they felt boxed-in by their demands and the path set out for them