Name: Uunia De'Hiron
Age: 23
Appearance: 
Occupation: Drug dealer/ informant
Occupational Information: Even in the future, people need a fix, and drugs are still high in commodity. However, with the government in control of pretty much everything and having there eyes and ears everywhere, such substances have been under there control, under the table of course. Having such an occupation of course is never legal in the public eye and makes those who sell subject to the most dangerous people both law abiding and other wise. He has great skills in hacking, conversation, small fire arms, and a little hand to hand fighting when things get rough.
History: Even in the future not everything's clean and proper. There are still those that live in slums, still those that scratch and claw just to make it to the next day, and those who do whatever it takes to move out of the hell that is there circumstance. Uunia is one of those people. Growing up the tech slums of Old Ksaira, he learned early that life was never fair and that you did what you had to do to get by. His father an officer in the Ksaira Police department and his mother a teacher for one of the nearby schools, he was almost never watched. He was truely raised by the streets and those that lived there. He learned how to fight, con, and eventually hack while hanging with many of the slum's unseemly people. From pimps, dealers, smugglers, and addicts, he learned from the worst how to survive.
He went to the same school his mother taught at almost always being hounded on by her when he wasn't doing his homework and even more so when ever he got into fights. He did show promise when he did do the work, but many figured he was dumb due to his lack of interest. He in fact, was possibly the brightest student the school had. On many occasions he had been stopped from making money in the school by making fight clubs, gambling, and in his last venture in high school, selling stimulants. He was always caught not by his own actions, but by the mouths of others. Most of the time with anyone he got close to, they tended to rat him out to keep out of trouble. However due to the constant trouble he had gotten into he was soon kicked out of school. When his mother caught wind of his actions, she did the most drastic thing she could think of. After consulting with his father, Uunia was soon kicked out of his home, tossing his belongings and clothes out in the streets. It hurt him to the core to have to deal with such an event, but after a few weeks, that bitter pain turned to drive. It was either fold in and die, or brush off and move on
It's been seven years since he was kicked out and for the most part, he had done well on his own. After working the streets as a pickpocket and robber, he soon found connections in the lowest places through the people he fenced his stolen goods. They lead him into the world of drug trafficking and how it was being run these days. He found out that the drugs were actually being made by the government and sold to masses as a way to increase revenue off the books. Most officials knew about it and refused to acknowledge it to the public. What interested him more was the money that he would be raking in. Once they arranged what he'd be selling, he accepted being part of this underground life. Thanks to his new employer's he'd be exempt from the death sentence, but they wouldn't help him should he be found out by anyone not in on the project. He knows about the power struggle with the government, and for the most part, doesn't put much worry in it. "The way I see it, people are gonna die anyway. They're just speeding things up..."
Personality: A cool headed man, he doesn't sweat the small things and stays relaxed in even the most intense situations. Even with his clients going mad in the riots and the government being turned on its ear, he keeps cool, calm , and collected. For the most part, he is very anti-social. He stays mostly to himself and is always weary of anyone's intentions. He tends to be the one to listen first then react and also reads into things people usually wouldn't, from body language to the tone in which people talk. He's slow to trust and quick to end relations when things start to go south. The only people he truly trusts at the moment are his suppliers and his father.
Received a Death Sentence?: no
Anything Important: (wouldn't mind having someone play this character's dad) He has skills in fighting, small firearms, hacking, reading body language as well as speech. He is hard to lie to.
