Victor Qasim
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Victor Qasim
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History
Victor Makmoud Qasim grew up on Ezra, surrounded by mercenaries and thugs. His parents were Arabic and as caring as two thieves could be, but managed to bring their child up with a good since of right and wrong, although slightly muddled with 'do what you have to to survive'. His parents taught him to speak their ancestors' native tongue to instill the cultural roots of their religion in him. He started selling his services as a gun-for-hire, although never really liked the unjustified killing that came along with the job. He slighted an employer named Marcus Barrus when he refused a contract and the man came after him. His parents were murdered, and Marcus hobbled young Victor for life, shattering his knee with a point-blank gunshot wound. This all happened when Victor was only twenty-five years old, and he's spent the last ten years jumping from ship to ship hoping that his path will someday intersect with Marcus'. He spent a lot of his down time speaking with his old friend Captain Jacobs of the Legerdemain. Jacobs was a bit of a warhorse and he helped the broken Victor rebuild his life. Jacobs taught the young merc how to better use a rifle with a combination of breathing techniques and other tips. Jacobs and the Legerdemain were both, however destroyed during a routine refueling at a colony when the fuel line backed up. Victor was off gathering supplies when he heard the news. This hurt the man, but he had to move on. He quickly found another job on an old ship named the Equivocator. Not much of importance happened, other than the fact the Victor was mainly the chef and not the security. He loved it. Cooking helped him forget about things for a while...even if the crew wasn't too keen on it.
Description
The man before you is a tall six foot, two inches. He's not what someone would call 'muscle-bound', but he looks as if he's taken good care of his body. His face isn't exactly classically handsome, but he's definitely not ugly. His dark complexion compliments his brown eyes, which tend to sparkle all by themselves. His shoulder-length black hair is pulled back into a ponytail. His nose is very falcon-like in appearance, giving him the look of a predator. He wears a simple, black t-shirt with the word 'Falkirk' in white lettering across the chest. Upon his legs is a pair of well-worn blue jeans that black combat boots poke out of at the bottom. Over his trousers on his left knee is a sturdy, metal knee-brace. He wears a simple shoulder holster with a strange looking side-arm sticking out of it.
Victor during his time on Ezra with the mercenary band.
Personality
A brooding sort. Still trapped in his past, trying to find revenge against a man he'll probably never find. This leads him to suffering from severe bouts of anger and depression. He also has no idea how to handle himself around a person who loves him.
Recent History
After working on the Wulver for quite some time, Victor and a few other members of the crew were stricken with a disease that caused them to revert to a caveman-like state. While being held on the Guan Yin, Victor met Sypher Maxwell and claimed the man as his own. After being cured, Victor left the Wulver and joined up with Sypher on the Falkirk, pledging his allegiance to Lord Damian Carmichael. He is currently still serving on board the 'Kirk and is beginning to open up to the crew, due to the fact that he's recently had to coordinate an attack plan in an effort to retrieve the kidnapped Sypher who was taken captive by members of The Seven, a mercenary band operating out of a base on Lilac.
After a stint of not having much to do, Victor has left the Falkirk, albeit not officially, to pursue various other career paths.
Trivia
- Practicing Muslim
- Skilled in a variety of weapons, but specializes in long-rifles and knives.
- Spending a good deal of time learning about explosives.
The People
Sypher Maxwell - The love of his life, no matter how very confusing the man is.
Lord Damien Carmichael - Victor's commander. He's sworn his life to protecting this man, in a way similar to how Victor's Medjai ancestors on Earth-That-Was would protect the pharaohs.
RP Hooks
- He might have killed some of your family. He's been at the assassin/mercenary game for a good ten years.
Music
Just a few of the songs that Victor listens to while he's working.
"Eleanor Rigby" by Ray Charles
"Damn Your Eyes" by Etta James
"Gettin' By, High and Strange" by Kris Kristofferson
"Pancho and Lefty" by Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard
"Seven Spanish Angels" by Ray Charles and Willie Nelson
"One Too Many Mornings" by Bob Dylan
"Redemption Song" by Matisyahu
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