Cienna Bur'rin

Mechanic. Thief. Rebel.

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have you met CIENNA BUR’RIN yet? SHE is a TWENTY-SIX year old CIS HUMAN FEMALE. they’re originally from BATUU and now show loyalty to THE REBELLION. they are best known for being a MECHANIC, and i hear they’re pretty METICULOUS yet also UNTRUSTWORTHY at times; i hope they survive the galactic civil war.

THE PAST

There were so many things Cienna had wished for. A stable home. A loving family. The force would be cool. Even just... anything that was her own she could keep. That wasn’t the life she had gotten on Batuu. Adopted as far as she knew into a home where she was pitted against her brothers, there would be nothing for her unless she came home at the end of the day with a profit of some sort. If she didn’t, there was no point in even going home that night. To her parents she was nothing more than a tool to use, an extra pair of hands to do more work, to steal and barter and just make money. Cienna wished she could have had the support of her brothers. As far as she knew, Tyr was the only child that was actually their parents. Her and Calo were adopted, if you could call it that. Something in Cienna told her that that may not have even been the case. After all there were enough people and families who stopped by Batuu and never returned.

Their parents had made them out to be competitors. You had to be better than the other ones. Tyr had an advantage, one that Cienna was always jealout of. The force, move objects without even touching them? It was no wonder her and Calo were always left in the dust when it was time to return home. Even so, Cienna had dreamed of having it for herself. She had heard many travelers stories about the jedi, about bringing peace to the galaxy, of having swords made of light. One even gifted Cienna a kyber crystal of her own, something she had hid for her parents.

When Tyr left them to join some jedi school that hit her even harder. He was able to escape their shitty life, live a dream that Cienna always had. With her eldest brother gone Calo and her were pitted against one another more to make up for what was lost with Tyr gone. Nothing but work and anger and frustration and... Loneliness.

Because Cienna had no one to turn to in her problems she turned to droids to keep her company. She was always a sly girl with a good memory and keen eye for detail and problem solving, every moment she could she spent tinkering on droids in the mechanics shop. After all, droids wouldn’t betray her. They wouldn’t leave, they wouldn’t die, they would actually listen to her.

So life continued like so for years until Cienna was a teenager. A first order attack on their village left Cienna watching her home destroyed and parents killed in front of her. She would have died too if it weren’t for the resistance showing up. They saved her, brought her to their base and gave her a new home, a new start. Here she worked as a mechanic, working heavily on droids and ships, finding happiness she had never known in her work and in friendships she never thought possible.

THE PRESENT

Waking up in 5 aby was nothing more than a rude awakening. She felt like a teenager again, alone in a fight that wasn’t hers, the galaxy crumbling around her. It wasn’t long before Cienna located the rebellion and joined as a mechanic while trying to figure out how to get back to her rightful time, or at least figure out how to start anew once again.

PERSONALITY

The first thing anyone notices about Cienna is her anger, ferocity. Growing up in the life she did made her distrusting and secretive. Part of Cienna still believes the only ones Cienna cis critical and hardworking, usually staying at her shop for days at a time, not leaving until everything is done. Loyal to the resistance for saving her life and giving her a real home, she would do anything for her fellow resistance members even if it looks as if she wouldn’t.

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have you met CIENNA BUR’RIN yet? SHE is a TWENTY-EIGHT year old CIS HUMAN FEMALE. they’re originally from BATUU and now show loyalty to THE REBELLION. they are best known for being a MECHANIC, and i hear they’re pretty METICULOUS yet also UNTRUSTWORTHY at times; i hope they survive the galactic civil war.

L O A D I N G : // …  2 YEARS LATER - 7ABY

Finding herself in a new time was difficult enough for Cienna, with new faces and challenges and threats she had only heard about as stories come to life. Despite this she kept moving forward and focusing on her work, her droids, and trying to find a way to get home.

With the realization of not being able to return to her current time and the death of her brothers Cienna once more resorted to her old habits of thievery, fighting and drinking, trying to deal with the trauma and grief she didn’t think she would or could experience. When not stealing she still worked hard in the rebellion to help as much as she could and distract herself in a different way.

With the constant stealing, fighting and drinking landed Cienna in quite a bit of trouble she still hasn’t recovered from and is trying to avoid getting caught and paying her dues.

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korekrel​:

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Kore cleaned her laser surgical knife calmly, diligently, with the precision of an ongoing operation. Over the past months, she had been learning about medical procedures and new tools to perform medical work that were used in other places, but the young medic was still most familiar with her own kit of instruments, those she’d brought from Hapes. She cared for them as if they were kyber crystals or something even more valuable.

It was beginning to get dark at the base and Kore had to wear her specialized glasses to be able to see properly. The Hapan had always been used to the light, growing up in a homeworld where sunlight was never gone, so her eye-sight was pretty lousy when lights began to dim, nearly nonexistent in the dark. Blessed be the technology! Without removing her glasses, Kore glanced up when she heard the doors of the medical area slide open. “Can I hel-?” she began, her question trailing off as her lips quickly formed a quiet “Oh”. Judging by Cienna’s roughed-up appearance, the medic knew that yes, she could help.

The last thing Cienna had wanted was for things to come to this. At first she had been hoping things would be fine, it would be a normal day in her shop but of course not. One of her droids had short circuited and caused a lot of damage- Cienna’s mind was focused on the damage to her tools and shop but of course damage had been done to herself as well. Her arm had a gash- deep, it had cut through her jacket and jumpsuit, not to mention some ofther cuts and bruises and well- she was a bit worse for weat at the moment. It wasn’t until her superior had literally forced her to go to the medbay that Cienna even thought about it.

Without a doubt this was her least favorite thing to do. Sighing, she glanced at the woman “Yeah, yeah, help, need it, yadda yada.” Her words were filled with annoyance despite the fact she clearly was in pain.

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rumble fish: who do you look to for guidance in times of need?

“In times of need I look to myself, because every time I’ve looked elsewhere I’ve been let down.”

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ofbatuu​:

“guess we all were deemed important enough to get dragged here,” he snorted, head shaking at the prospect that the three street rats had made it so far. willed though the force to this for whatever reason. his arms crossed over his chest, “sure he’d be glad to see you. considering our meeting, even thrilled.”

“Hard to believe anyone would want people like us anywhere.” Cienna crossed her arms as she watched her older brother, mirroring his stance unconsciously. She always had to hold her own against him and usually this was the best she could do. “It’s a shame, the two of you are always the last people I’d want to see in the galaxy. But you two could never give me the satisfaction, could you?” Her tone soured as she hid the thoughts racing through her mind about how they were both there. Shit, were their parents there too? How could this possibly get worse?

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nxghtsistered​:

    / / the nightsister let out a sigh, casually looking down every alley way that she passed. there was an urgency to her steps, quickened and jerky. she didn’t want to appear like she was anxious. however, the darting eyes and chewing on her bottom lip could give it away to anyone who may have been studying her. she got word in a cantina by mention of ‘hey, nightsister!’ the strangers beckoned to her. the zabrak wasn’t swayed at first before they began to run their mouths, and by running their mouths, they revealed what merrin had been hoping to hear since she was 12- she wasn’t the only one left.

  she watched cal find other jedi, and saw firsthand how relieved he was. if there were more of her sisters, time jump or not, merrin wanted to find them. though, her dilemma was a pilot. hence her scurrying, looking down alleyways and keeping an open ear. the sound of idle chatter and clank of metal caused the nightsister to take an abrupt left, hoping that she would find what she sought.

  the woman felt like a child once more, wandering into her mother’s chamber- into her den and just watching. feeling completely out of place until she was caught and scolded. cautiously, the zabrak approached another woman, not expecting much until her presence was sensed- albeit not correctly. “how about stenax instead?” merrin asked, head tilted slightly.

Cienna was eager to go at this point. Just to get there and get her paws on as much as she could- probably some remaining trauma of when she was young, but it was how she operated. You had to get the best and as much as you could lest someone else get it and that never worked out to Cienna’s advantage. Letting out a content breath Cienna looked up at her ship, excited at the prospect of what she might find, until a woman’s voice interrupted her admiration and excitement.

Looking back, Cienna adjusted her goggles on her forehead. “I don’t see why you would be concerned about something like that.” SHe said a bit dismissively. Besides, Cienna was always well armed (especially on the ship) and she knew how to fight for her life, as she had several times already. And if she died? No loss to her, Cienna was honestly surprised it hadn’t happened already.

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This wasn’t something Cienna ever imagined herself doing. Her mind hardly lingered on the thoughts of her brothers- she had managed to convince herself it wasn’t worth it to think about them years ago, that it was best that they were dead. Honestly, would probably have been better for them if they were dead, a lot less suffering in the long run. But to learn that both of her brothers were alive and in this time to boot, she didn’t know what to do.  Beyond that, Calo worked for the same people she did. That he had been in the resistance and now the rebellion, how had she not known? Was she truly that oblivious? Once she had learned that he was on base it wasn’t that difficult to track him down, personal information was never difficult to uncover once you had a name and despite the fact he was calling himself something different Calo wasn’t hard to find. One look at  a scan and she knew it was him, he looked the same as he had growing up.

After hours, knowing he was bound to come around sometime soon Cienna sat and waited for her long lost brother, leaning back against the wall and looking up at the ceiling as her eyes followed every crack and crevice. That was, until she heard someone come in. It was him.

“Heard you’ve been going by a new name. Finally smart enough to ditch the family one?”

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spcewrs​:

@galacticsopens​​ / open starter / a random market near a rebel base

he was out getting some supplies for the base, it was easy for him to slip out. atlas tended to keep to himself, even there. but – and to the surprise of no one – they went through their extra parts quickly. he came out of the shop with a few bags full of supplies with byte behind him when the bottom of one of the bags splits and a bunch of parts fall to the ground. 

“wonderful, could’ve just asked someone else to go out but no.” he mutters mainly to himself, kneeling down to start collecting the gear. he can see the shadow of someone standing in front of him. he doesn’t really want to say anything but it’s out before he can stop himself, “either walk around, or offer a helpful hand.” he looks up at them, eyebrow raised in a challenge. 

While Atlas had been out getting parts for the base- cienna had been out doing something of the same nature- well, getting parts for herself. Now that she had a ship of her own with her time off she knew what she wanted to do next- work on scrapping together her own droid. She always carried the memory chip with her so the difficult part was finding parts that actually worked with it, a surprisingly difficult task considering the amount of droid scraps that she was able to find. 

With no luck today finding anything useful for that project Cienna decided to head back to base and do the work she was supposed to be doing- something she usually would be doing because she could use it to block out, well, everything. That focus she was looking forward to was broken when she heard a voice that was all too familiar to her, followed by purple lekku that she had grown up seeing.

“That’s something I’d expect myself to say, not you.” Cienna smirked a little bit as she knelt down to pick up the scraps that were on the ground, working quickly so no stray hands would find themselves taking anything.

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Cienna knew this probably wasn’t the best time to take a little trip- if you could even call it that, but how could she not. If what she had heard was right this trip could be a jackpot- both for stockpiling much needed parts for the rebellion and to make some money and things on the side for herself. How could she possibly resist? Not to mention Tharkos was the home of Millennium Astro-Engineering and formerly imperial bases this trip would be the holy grail for her. She had promised her superiors to try and see if she could slice any information about the empire but that was on the back of her mind as she made checks on her ship. It was an old thing but she had repaired it, practically built it anew  in her free time. She would have preferred to make a droid but ship parts seemed to be easier to come by. 

Nevertheless, she had brought it out to have another mechanic check it over before she left- as much as she trusted her own skills these types of ships weren’t common in her time and it was best to get a second opinion on something that hadn’t run in years. “Look, I promise I’ll bring you back whatever you want from Tharkos. There’s bound to be anything and everything you could ever want.” Cienna told her fellow mechanic, ignoring the crowd from the market nearby, shouting off their wares, the people passing by as they lived their lives.

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ofbatuu​:

tyr’s eyes raised at her comment, was it guilt– had she left him behind. a small smirk pulled at the bit of leverage, something he shouldn’t direct at cienna but… well, she had practically offered it up to him. he hummed a bit, “he is. he’s here too. off batuu, isb,” he chuckled, “practically succeeding.”

Cienna could tell that he could tell there was guilt in her memory of their brother, but how could there not be? She would have brought Calo along had she known where he was, wouldn’t she? ...Wouldn’t she? That was so long ago she didn’t even know anymore. But why was she feeling this way at the news he was alive? “Wait, wait. What is he doing here? We’re not even in the right time, how was he.. Brought here? Why are you here?” She looked him up and down, suddenly even more suspicious of Tyr. Cienna wasn’t even sure why she was here and it was becoming less and less clear daily.

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xladybo-katanx​:

she snorted, “well, don’t seem to good at the relaxing part of that,” she said, an eyebrow raising. as the bartender pushed over her own drink, she took a sip, “work stressful then?” she asked, perhaps making conversation to annoy the woman more than anything. but she wasn’t bad too look at, so she could sit here longer if it required.

Why did this have to be so hard. Why was this woman still sitting there, did she not get the hint that Cienna wanted her to leave her alone? No, she was probably one of those people who stayed out of spite or to get a rise out of her. As much as Cienna usually loved being that person it wasn’t nearly as nice when it was happening to her. 

Watching the bartender still not get her her drink, distracted by someone else, Cienna ran a hand over her face and let out a defeated sigh. She knew she shouldn’t have come here, she should have stayed and worked on anything. Or just gone home. Dumb decision on her part. “Why would you even care.” 

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'Hold on tight, we’re coming down hard!' — cara / drcpper

“That’s probably the last thing I needed to hear.” Cienna gripped her seat with white knuckles, hating this more than anything. Why did she agree to come along? Flying wasn’t her favorite thing in the first place and hell if this didn’t make if a thousand times worse. “We’re gonna die, aren’t we?”

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If you have siblings, do you get along with them?

Cienna couldn’t help but burst out laughing at that question. Get along with them? “I thought they were dead until recently, and to me they were as good as.” She wiped a tear from her eye as she thought about it. “No, I don’t get along with them. I never have thanks to our parents style of parenting, if you could call it that.”

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'I’m not the one you gotta convince.'

Cienna had to hold back a laugh, never intent on pleasing anyone except herself “Good, because I was never planning on convincing you of shit. You’re lucky enough I’m even talking to you.” She was hardly looking at him, focused on cleaning a mark off a wrench.

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ofbatuu​:

“an opportunity nonetheless,” he retorted quickly. he knew that his siblings has only struggled further when he left, the amount of slack tyr had picked up, was able to get away with– not to mention the abuse from their parents– he had been able to walk away from that. 

they evidently hadn’t. 

“then i wouldn’t be so quick to judge” he stated, head tilting at her, “you haven’t changed,” he snorted, “neither of you have. least you’re not hiding like calo.”

Cienna just sighed, shaking her head. Honestly, wasn’t that much of an opportunity, it was really a means of survival. The resistance had saved her from suffering the same fate their parents had, and that had just barely happened. If one hadn’t spotted her she wouldn’t have escaped. But by then she was practically an adult. Her childhood was gone, ruined just like their village was.

As Tyr continued talking she was about to retort when he mentioned Calo. No- Calo was- Well, she didn’t know what happened to him after that day but she had just assumed he was dead. But he wasn’t? There was no way he was around. “You’re not being serious. Calo didn’t make it off Batuu.” An assumption on her part but it was an easy one to make.

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I had every chance to pull the trigger, but did I? (tyr)

Cienna watched her brother, almost emotionless “Maybe you should have.” 

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"Rebellions are built on hope." ( hera )

“Sometimes hope is all we have.”  Cienna took a deep breath, mind flashing throughout her life, all the times that really all she did have a was hope, sometimes not even that.