Name: Mallory Dean
Any Nicknames: Mousy
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Occupation: Mechanic, all-round certified for interior and exterior work, including inflight repairs.



The Looks

Appearance: Mousy earned her name the honest way. By being small. She is a lithe, lean little thing at 5’ flat and a body that is just all lean muscles and not much else. Some would call her petite, but the layers of exhaust dust, coupling paste and thermal gel, various forms of lubricants and machine oils that cake her face, arms, hands, really, any exposed surface of her simply forbids the use of such a delicate term. So instead, she’s just small, mousy.

Now, if someone felt charitable, and took a high-pressure hose, and ample amounts of industrial bleach and cleaning agents to her. Underneath all the grime is quite a pretty young woman. She’s got a heart shaped face, with soft cheeks, a pug nose, and big, clear eyes. Her point of pride is her hair, which despite the hassle of keeping it clean and out of the way! She keeps as long as she can manage it, which usually means about shoulder length, and half of it shaved down to the scalp.

Common Outfit Choices: Company issued boilersuit and cap; over whatever t-shirt was washed most recently. Company crew uniform if she needs some fancy digs.

Notable Physical Alterations: Mousy’s been exposed to so many mixed chemical fumes, radiation leaks and metal contaminations that her eyes changed from their once mossy green in to the patchy, uneven purples, oranges, blues, and greens of a swirling oil slick on water.

Any Markings or Scars: She’s got the requisite number of small nicks, cuts and burns on her hands, arms and legs that comes from crawling around inside narrow tubes and shafts her whole life.

Any Tattoos or Piercings: Three holes in her left ear, five on the right. She’s got a little stylized mouse on the inside of her left ankle, the barcode for her credentials on her right forearm and MOUSY in a spidery scrawl on her left shoulder blade. There is one more piercing BUT ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSSNIS!

The Mind

The Inside: Mousy wishes she was a people person. She really does! She wants to talk about the music she likes and get to know what other people enjoy. Having a chat about how the day went and lend an ear to a friend who had it rough? If she had the talent for it, she’d be there in a heartbeat. But she never really picked up the knack. She is honest to a fault, entirely lacks what other people might call a poker face and to cap it off has a slightly nervous disposition around other folk that often make her come off as guarded and defensive, which is just her anxiety kicking in. And when it backfires, and she feels cornered, she’s been known to get loud, and bity, just so that people will leave her alone!

Which is of course met with instant regret, and so the spiral goes.

She’s great with machines though, her brain seemingly having an infinite storage space for schematics, potential flaws, known faults and common errors, along with a genuine interest and a desire to always learn more. It makes her a natural fit for her work, which she can get away with doing all on her own most of the time. Besides, calling in error codes or repair complete reports is business. It’s not actually talking to people.

The Sexual Side

Sexual Preference: She’s still figuring out who and what she likes.
Sexual Experience: A few fumbling attempts, none have gone great.
Ideal Partner: Someone experienced, patient.
Likes: About to find out, eventually, she hopes.