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Arthur Leode
Biographical Information
Race	Human
Homeworld	Coruscant
Mother	Rebecca Leode
Father	William Leode
Spouse	none
Siblings	none
Children	none
Born	Year 3, Day 001
Imperial Service
Branch	Regional Government
Positions	Junior Superintendant
Prior Service
Awards

Junior Superintendent Arthur Leode (Born Year 3, Day 001) is a member of the Galactic Empire and serves as apart of its Regional Government. He is known for his staunch pro-Imperial alignment and persistent efforts in helping the Empire expand its New Order to reach every sector of the galaxy.

Ante-Imperial Life

Arthur Leode was born to two Imperial citizens, William Leode and Rebecca Leode on Coruscant. His parents had a modicum of wealth and managed to enter the upper strata of Coruscant through their loyal service and dedication to the Empire. His father, William Leode, served a few tours of duty as apart of the Imperial Army while his mother, Rebecca Leode, was a petty secretary under Coruscant's planetary government. Both his parents supported a rigorous education since birth, which encompassed all facets of knowledge required to be the best and most upstanding Imperial officer. Ranging from galactic politics (albeit with a heavily pro-Imperial bias), economic policies, starfighting and infantry combat, Arthur Leode endured a spartan-like existence in his parent's ultimate hopes and dreams of making the 'perfect' Imperial officer.

Ever since a young age, Arthur Leode knew little outside the scope of his training, and even bypassed standard mandatory education by through specialized testing. It is clear that the measure of knowledge and intelligence those tests were assessing were far beneath the scope of his parent's extreme education, and so, Arthur continued his home-schooling. That did not mean Arthur did not have a social life, however, as his parents would often bring him to the elitist gatherings of fellow Imperial petty officials. Here, however, Arthur met some unsavory youth that brought him to his first swoop race, and that began a new phase of his life.

Swoop racing had the thrill and adrenaline rush that provided Arthur an outlet for stress induced by his parents' upbringing. While his mother heavily disapproved after discovering her son's addiction, his father had a silent, but smug pride about Arthur's obsession with swoops. After bringing a sizable amount of winnings from swoop races he bet on and a little from what he won himself in novice swoop races, his mother's disapproval disappeared slightly as she began adorning herself in the most expensive luxury brands and dazzling adornments of diamonds. Although his father was ambivalent about Arthur's love of swoops, as fellow enlisted had similar interests in gambling and racing while he was in service, William was ecstatic when Arthur gave him a defunct Imperial speeder bike that he was able to repair back into working order, taking the speeder bike on rides through the city behind the back of his mother. It was a secret that they both kept, in return for William covering for Arthur occasionally when he was caught red-handed by his mother. Arthur swore that his mother had to be apart of the Imperial Intelligence based on how well she was able to snoop out his illicit activities and behaviors. Although he more or less assumed that the sore losers of the upper echelon would rat him out to their mothers, who were associates or friends of his mothers, rather than his mother actually having some connection to the feared Imperial Intelligence bureau.

Only a few weeks away from becoming an adult at the age of 18, his parents reluctantly had to stop their intense training and sent him off to the Imperial Academy, as their ultimate dream of Arthur becoming the best Imperial officer was only possible if he started his career as soon as he could. The minimum age of an Imperial officer was set to 18, and so, his parents hoped that Arthur would be able to swiftly complete the Imperial Academy and become an officer of the Galactic Empire. Failure was not an option, and his parents openly threatened to have Arthur executed in the most torturous and brutal way possible if he failed out of the Imperial Academy for any reason. While his parents believed in their physical and intellectual education of Arthur, they viewed Arthur as a person who always had a penchant for finding trouble and thoroughly enjoying it when he could. Bitter of the gross mischaracterization of his character, Arthur had hoped his parents would view him as less of a degenerate after completing their training and education. Tough love, Arthur had characterized it as, as he knew how unkind and brutal the galaxy could be. Happy to stop his hellish training and sad to see his parents go, Arthur took a hovercab to Coruscant's starport and boarded the Imperial Academy's Sentinel-class Landing Craft bound for Prakith to begin his studies.

Imperial Academy

Before Arthur had left for the Imperial Academy, however, he left his father his prized and hand-crafted swoop in their house's garage and his mother the rest of his savings on a credit stick he left on top of her desk, which accumulated to a few hundred thousand credits, so that they could live in luxury and as Arthur had little need for material wealth in Imperial service. After his departure, they both found what Arthur had left him. His mother was ecstatic but furious that Arthur was withholding so many credits from her, while his father looked happily at the new and exotic swoop he had been given. One day, when his father nostalgically examined the swoop and opened its storage compartment, he discovered a single keycard and a small, handwritten address for an apartment complex. Going to the apartment complex riding his son's swoop, his father slowly rode the turbolift to the penthouse suite the keycard designated and as soon as the doors opened, he discovered the penthouse to be filled to the brim with the exotic, luxury, and military goods Arthur had accumulated over the years. The penthouse seemed less like a living space and more like a military armory, with all of the space being covered in a wide-array of weapons, swoop parts, swoops, a modest amount of physical credits, and most importantly, a large collection of the galaxy's finest alcohols. While his father was able to keep in a secret for a few weeks, his mother somehow discovered the penthouse and tiraded Arthur over the comlink during his stay at the Imperial Academy.

Other than that one blip of activity, however, Arthur's time at the Imperial Academy was short-lived and mundane. He dutifully finished his courses with excellent grades, attending classes and basic combat training during the day--both of which Arthur sat through with utmost boredom, shooting off complex answers that left even his professors baffled when they angrily called on him for zoning out of class and single-handedly besting any of the combat instructors. The one course he was most excited for, however, were the starship piloting courses, as Arthur had never experienced outside of swoop racing. This led to the ire of the Imperial Academy's starship engineers, as Arthur would frequently execute dangerous maneuvers, barely missing a catastrophic accident each time. His starship piloting instructors, however, commended Arthur's skill and his vast knowledge of engineering would eventually woo the Academy's engineers into being less angry.

After a few weeks of training, Arthur graduated from the Imperial Academy on Year 18 Day 1, starting his life as a true Imperial and member of the Galactic Empire on his birthday. At the age of 18, Arthur graduated with honors and began serving as a Junior Superintendent.