Lemma the Savvyhead (subject to revision)
Ambiguous woman (she wears her full suit of utility wear plus tech most of the time, and it makes her look...odd.) Plain face (normally helmeted,) squinty eyes, strange body. A bit on the short side, and sort of bulbous in her gear.
Cool+1 Hard=0 Hot-1 Sharp+2 Weird+2
She's not much to look at, and has trouble in a fight, so she tries to avoid them by keen observation and judicious use of alien technology. When the shit hits the fan, she doesn't fall apart, but she's not exactly a cucumber.
She lives with Marshmallow. She's met very few people who were smart enough for her, even fewer who saw the world the same way, and only one who managed both. He holds together a little better under pressure, but is even worse off if physical violence breaks out, so she tries to keep them well supplied with tools to avoid it. They've been talking about kids lately. Twins would be ideal, but as long as they have at least two, one of them can be the control group.
Reality's Fraying Edge
Deep Brain Scan
She's carved out a lab for herself in a still-functional portion of the ship. There's an alien control panel hooked to some weird-ass electronica that interacts with the Maelstron. Marshmallow also managed to secure a relic of the golden age for them: the remnants of an advanced drug lab, developed to enhance human psychic potential just before the end of the conflict. All of this is pretty dangerous, so it's booby trapped to keep out undesirables, for their own safety. It's attached to the suite of rooms they share. An infirmary has recently been added to care for any injuries suffered by the manufactory workers.
Lemma's very interested in the maelstrom, and spends much of her time studying it. Sadly, she has to eat, which involves coming out to find food, which frequently leads to trouble with whoever she last worked for. She mostly barters with repair services, but sometimes her customers aren't happy with the "new features" she adds to their equipment, with or without telling them. Sometimes she just picks up something and knows how it could realize its true potential, even if its owner is holding it back. She's also found a way to send people into the maelstrom, in a stronger way than a simple brain-opening, but she doesn't want to risk it on herself, so sometimes she looks for adventurous/gullible types to head in while she monitors the equipment.
She has a modified stun pistol (s-harm close reload) and syringes full of a caustic mixture of her own design (3-harm intimate.) She has an unused hunting rifle (2-harm far loud).
Lemma drives a salvage vehicle. It's a pickup-sized open crawler; since she prefers wearing her utility suit, she felt no need to enclose the cab. It's an offroad workhorse, built on a quirky utility frame, but it's kind of loud. Lemma never felt the need to disable the safety beepers that activate when backing up, or dumping the bed, or sometimes for no reason at all. It has 1-armor, but you'd have to be more hiding than driving to take advantage of it.
Power+2, Looks+1, 1-Armor, Weakness+1
The crawler got all explodey and burny.
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