My Keitin

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Is insecure about her looks, about being illegitimate, about not having a home any more.

Goes for blue-eyed boys.

Has a series of scars down her left arm. Don't ask.

Loves Leia. Decided she did so at the age of thirteen and has been stubbornly devoted to her ever since. She has an enormous capacity for this.

Has a store of sayings aquired from her grandmother.

Dislikes her hair. It's thick and wavy and takes concentrated effort to PUT it up and KEEP it up.

Has something of the spaniel in her temperament; she likes to be liked.

Has a smart mouth, made worse by contact with Wes Janson.

Has a settled expectation that men don't find her attractive, based on bad teenage experience. This puzzles her, as she can see she's not ugly, and she has come to the depressing conclusion it must be her personality.

Is self-contained. Doesn't talk for the sake of talking.

Has an excellenat and vivid visual memory. Every street of Aldera, every mountain, is burned on her memory.

Is wary of caring for people, after Alderaan. 'The people I love tend to die.'

Has a notion that Organas lead and Avrams follow, which could partly explain her hero-worship of leia. Both her grandmother and mother served the House Organa—indeed her mother died in their service.

Took cookery and singing lessons in school, out of a vague notion they were feminine and would please her aunt Talith. As the only girl of eight grandchildren, she was a tomboy.

Is ruthlessly honest, particularly with herself.

Never felt more than an intellectual curiosity about her absent father, and both loves and resents her dead mother.

Idolises her grandmother and Bail Organa.