Mephiston Leonatos
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| Mephiston Leonatos | |
| File:Mephiston.jpg | |
| Biographical Information | |
| Race | Falleen |
| Homeworld | Baltar |
| Mother | Nadah Dur`rik Leonatos |
| Father | Jat`ar Leonatos |
| Spouse | None |
| Siblings | None |
| Children | None |
| Born | Unknown |
| Died | Not Applicable |
| Physical Description | |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | Six Feet, One Inch |
| Coloring | Red |
| Eye Color | Yellow\Green |
| Political Information | |
| Affiliation | Triumvirate Coalition |
| Rank | Project Coordinator |
| Positions | Government Administration |
| Prior Affiliation | |
| Awards | Unknown |
I Wasn't Always Red
Put It Apart, Build It Again
Mephiston Leonatos was born on the cold planet of Baltar in the Falleen System to parents Jat'ar Leonatos and Nadah Dur'rik Leonatos during the Galactic Civil War. Living an introverted lifestyle, Mephiston rarely left his home during the early years of life, seamlessly preferring solitude and time alone to learn to basic childhood skills. When he was sent to the Falleen Junior Academy on Falleen, the solitude continued as he spent the majority of his classes by himself, always sitting in the corner away from others, fearing their company.
While others around him frequently undertook weapons training and hand-to-hand combat classes, Mephiston had a more mature interest, regularly spending time in various Libraries and Museums around Falleen researching numerous galactic cultures and societies. As he moved onto the Baltar Academic Academy, his research lead him to a number of technical classes, including a specialization in technology. While many of his fellow class members were undertaking assessments in tactical combat, Mephiston found himself building cutting-edge starships and assembling hyperdrive engines for fun.
By the age of seventeen, Mephiston had mastered technology, but he was still frustrated by negotiation and interaction. With his mother being part of the Dur'rik family line, the descendants of the First Royal Line of the Major Falleen Clan Huruk-Rah, he was regularly torn away from his research and construction sessions to pander to politicians and other important figureheads in Falleen space. Worried by his reclusive personality, Mephiston was regularly pushed into becoming one such figurehead by his parents but he refused on every occasion. Not enticed by a political lifestyle, or the title of Duke in a Royal Falleen clan, he wanted to be part of something bigger, he wanted to be an Engineer or a Soldier for a greater cause.
Lifestyle Changes
As the months passed, and the constant harassment to become a politician began to overcome his mind, Mephiston decided it was time to venture out of Falleen space and experience the galaxy, using his skills and abilities to do something, not just sit in a mansion and greet political figures on a daily basis. During his final year of classes, he witnessed a crime in progress on the streets of Baltar. A group of Ryll users were assaulting two Twi'lek tourists, shouting profanity and taunting their presence on Baltar. Locals failed to act and Mephiston just stood in the street, filled with hesitation. As he continued to watch the two Twi'lek women being assaulted, his mind adjusted. Despite his limited combative skills, Mephiston decided to put an end to their assault. Pumped with adrenaline, his body slowly began to adjust from Falleen Green to Blood Red as he charged towards the group of attackers.
Despite his limited skill, his new found fury caught the group by surprise as each individual was abruptly subdued, falling to the ground with precision. While several were able to return to the fight, Mephiston never appeared to be in trouble despite being hopelessly outnumbered. Soon after, Falleen Security Forces arrived to find a bloodied and bruised Mephiston protecting the two Twi'lek tourists, surrounded by a number of unconscious attackers. After questioning, he was escorted to a nearby medical facility for an evaluation. Despite the attack, he received no serious injuries and was discharged soon after. As he stood outside the hospital after his evaluation, he realized something had changed. He heart-rate was beating faster despite the adrenaline wearing off, and his skin wasn't returning to its regular green form. After unintentionally discovering his new abilities, he made a silent vow to protect others who needed assistance from criminals and thugs throughout the galaxy.
WORK IN PROGRESS