Character Full Name: Sparrow Baker

Character Age: 30

Character Species: Human, Genetically Manufactured

Hair color and style: A very short undercut thats in a perpetual state of bedhead. It's brown and becoming more auburn with wisps of orange and red dye at the tips.

Eye color: Dark grey green

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Brief biography:

The first prototype of three, Sparrow was designed in the hopes of greating a generalized but well rounded worker to bolster her parent company's workforce in their colonization of outter system space. They needed their employees to be strong enough to hold their own when non-corporate thugs would eventually attempt to raid their stations and colonies.

Unfortunately for her creators, Sparrow was deemed too defensive and argumentative at a very young age and simply tossed into a stasis chamber, eventually, being placed into a warehouse station. At age 18, after the warehouse had been long forgotten and slipped into disrepair, a Independent Scrapper had begun to dismantle the station for metal and resources. An accidental fuel leak has been let loose. It eventually caught fire. Sparrow awoke dazed in blaze and stumbled out of her pod. After sustaining burns along her left side from some falling rubble she black out.

She awoke on an Independent station named Coda Station. The station was known for it's various crime syndicates and gang activity. The scrapper, Marik Blake, took it upon himself to help her get onto her feet in life. She started a job bartending for an older man, where surprisingly, the bar was the one place where fighting and brawling was rare and almost taboo. She found a love for mixology and speaking with folks, learning their stories. It was nice even if money was tight between jobs.

Eventually, she found herself taking odd jobs, running messages or smuggling electronics out of the station. She nestled in to eventually running coded messages between various groups, even when she unwillingly found her way back into the megacorporation's grasp.

Now she runs a corporate bar, and despite it being more restrictive, she likes it. Money's less of a worry. She still learns people's stories and plays discount therapist to those who need it. Sometimes she still gets those coded messages and will send em off when needed for an extra fistful of credits here or there. She's even started a bit of a spy network, if you could call it that.

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Description: 

She's short, athletic and curvy with more muscle in her shoulders than most women. She has burn scars covering the left side of her body that brushes up her cheek. Her hair is always messy and leaning towards her left side. Usually she's wearing a grey tshirt or button up collared shirt with black jeans and sneakers. She always wears her red letterman, as it's her security blanket of sorts. Has the bad habit of smoking, though only doing so if she's particularly stressed. She has a tired yet study posture about her. Like someone who's used to having folks lean on them and is willing to help to a fault. She looks a bit intimidating in her quietness.