LaGauche. LePew's Crew - Associates, 'cause friends are overrated.

[LaGauche]

"You take the left and I'll take the right."
"NON. La gauche is mine."

Name/Nom: Samy LaGauche
Height/Hauteur: 5 feet 11 inches / 182 centimeters
Hair color/Couleur des cheveux: Grey/Gris
Eye color/Couleur des yeux: Grey-Blue/Gris-Bleu
Age/Âge: 52
Birthdate/Date de naissance: Thirteenth of March 766 A.S./Treize de Mars 766 A.S.
Birthplace/Lieu de naissance: Planet Nevers/Planète Nevers
Marital status/Etat civil: Divorced/Divorcé
Children/Enfants: None/Aucun

"You're right, Lagauche."
"Tais-toi!"

- This enfant terrible is suspected to be having the Asperger syndrome,
although due to his very cautious nature against any kind of doctor this has never been confirmed,
mostly because doctors quickly added him to the black list for beating up several of their colleagues over Gallia.

- Likes to drink, mostly wine. Has been reported several times for showing up for inhebriated flying for lawful companies back in Gallia, in which most cases he (being mainly a escort pilot) yelled at his squadron leader, gotten into fights, disobeyed orders and even damaged a tradelane heavily. He should be able to find work amongst the Gallic lawfuls.

- Is smart, but hides it between a lot of curse words, short answers if questioned. Is a big fan of antagonizing his opponents. The only moments he shows his true self by focussing on breaking them phsycological.

- Was married, got divorced. Apparently he is sterile (probably caused during a bar brawl when he was 21, although he never talks about it, making a comment on this is bound to piss him off) but he never told his wife. His wife cheated on him after 6 years of trying to get pregnant. Samy took all the money she had (inheritage) and took off.

- His parents never understood what was going on with Samy, especially his dad, who ignored him for most of his life. His mom gave up trying to connect to Samy at the age of 15. They had another son after Samy left at the age of 17. Presumably still alive.

- Is easily mesmerized by paintings. Is often to be found staring at the masters, especially those from ancient Earth, has a personal holo collection in which he has his favourites.

- After he left his wife he took a ship and went towards Council owned territory, they let him pass through as he opposed no direct threat. The connection between Gallia and Sirius was just opened and did some exploration until he landed on Freeport 6 where he met some people from Sirius who were willing enough to answer his questions, he learned several languages spoken throughout Sirius rather quickly in the course of a few months. Not fluently, but he understands most of it.

- After taking off for feeling restless he found Manhattan 3 weeks later. He ended up in a bar filled with mercenaries, hunters and a few more shady characters. He started playing poker and lost a couple of times. He had his ship left and the clothes he was wearing when he went all in against a hunter (who was drunk beyond recognition) who had his Bottlenose on the table. Against all odds (or because the hunter was too drunk too even notice the bluff) he won the Bottlenose. The slick design spoke to his imagination, although had no clue what to do with it.

- Hates do-gooders. His philosophy is everyone playing friendly has a secret agenda that's gonna want something from you. Oh, and doesn't believe in the concept of friends. Or love, for that matter. Has been known to have “associates”. His current associates amongst others are Pierre LePew and a rather ugly character by the name The Sphinx. Has drinks with them, shares kills and even tactics. And wouldn't backstab them. Unless they gave him a reason.

"LaGauche, hit the damned target!"
"Very well, turning a 220º left to hit it."

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