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Rossi Talratheon
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| Rossi Villiax Talratheon | |
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  Junior Assistant Rossi Talratheon Regional Government | |
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| Birth | Year 13, Day 182 6:30 11- GMT |
| Age | 21 |
| Race | Coruscanti |
| Homeworld | Coruscant |
| Marital Status | Married |
| Father | Villiax Batheren Talratheon (Estranged) |
| Mother | Carmellia Talratheon (Deceased) |
| Siblings | Johee Fallstar (Estranged) |
| Spouse | Katherine Talratheon |
| Children | None |
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| Branch |  Regional Government |
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| Prior Service |  Imperial Academy |
| Awards |  IABG
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Contents
Intelligence Dossier
Physical Examination
| Subject | Rossi Villiax Talratheon |
| Race | Human - Coruscanti |
| Height: | 6’2” |
| Weight: | 216 lbs. |
| Eye Color: | Ocular Implants (Brown) |
| Hair Color: | Black |
| Distinctive Marks: | None |
Subject is six foot two inches tall, with a athletic build and maintaining thirteen percent body fat, advanced musculature is attributed to a active lifestyle and workout regime. Admission of frequent smoking of cigarra and being an occasional drinker subject has been advise to quit, his response was that of a comical nature. Medical records suggest the subject has fractured three bones in his lifetime ribs on his left side from a boxing match and his knuckles on his right hand from throwing "haymakers". Later discussions of his physical revealed his teenage years and recent adult years in the participation in boxing.
Further study of his medical records show that Rossi was born nearly blind, and remained so in the first year of infancy due to ocular degeneration which would have led to eventual lifetime blindness until undergoing ocular application of cybernetic implants to replace both eyes. The implants offers perfect vision as well as limited nightvision applications. Unless covered with the cosmetic lens to depict natrual bornw eyes, his eyes are usually a series of several blue retinal receptors looking similar to dim LED lights.
Appearance of teeth would reveal to use of corrective orthodontic braces early in childhood as well as frequent whitening of his teeth and meticulous dental hygenie. Nails would appear groomed and pedicured and manicured professionally.
Psychological Test
Preliminary psychological exams suggests high points in analytical thinking, high intelligence, narcissism and organizational ability. Considering the subject's upbringing in the financial district of Coruscant could conclude the marks in high intelligence and narcissism. However after a thorough interview the subject displayed a distinct lack of care for life and shared childhood slaying of animals pointing to a possibility of Anti-Social Personality Disorder. Moreover the loyalty survey and evaluation distinguished the subject as high imperial loyalist border lining zealotry.
Subject is however fit for imperial service and social interactions of all scales, subject prescribed anxiety medications to aid in relaxation and sleep. Monthly follow sessions suggested and arranged. Subject holds general control over emotions and feelings, however holds personal image as an important factor in decision making.
Early Life & Dramatis Personae
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Life in the Financial Sector
Growing up under the tutelage of a large scale real estate magnate, Rossi grew up with proverbial silver spoon in his mouth however that high upbringing came with a hefty price. His hard hitting, aggressive and ruthless father, Villiax. Villiax ran his personal life as he ran his business venture, and reflected his ambitions, nature and calculating nature unto his son. From an early age Rossi was taught the fundamentals of the strong surviving and prospering, while the weak fell and died off without a whisper. In early life Rossi's childhood was filled with tutor's and high end nannies all to nurture the young Talratheon into a younger and more resourced him. However his older sister did not take in these hardened lessons as amicably as Rossi and distanced her self from their father. Rossi on the other hand embraced the lessons and took the advice of his family patriarch to heart.
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Villiax was a tall and imposing man often using his stature to intimidate other business partner and owners, though he was never tied into illegal activity that never stopped law enforcement from investigating his firm or his family. Being a self made business man he started out on the lower slum districts purchasing the legal permits for food stands, then holding the permits over the illegal food stand operators for purchase to gain his first return payments and food hold before purchasing lower income housing and renovating them before reselling them at tripled prices. The increased cash flow eventually led him to buying up industrial buildings and finally founding his real estate firm. Notorious for pressing out low income tenants and in debt renters caring little for the aftermath made him quickly known as a ruthless land baron.
With the destabilization of lower income districts unknown to to law enforcement, Villiax Talratheon using the money amassed from industrial renovations and upbringing of out dated factories to code he quickly bought up slums using the means of extortion and blackmail to tear it all down and rebuilt towers selling the valuable durasteel parts and piping to his clients in the now stabilized factory districts. Keeping his very young son at his side in even sensitive business meetings he offered him first hand aspects of his cold and calculating practices. Like any son Rossi idolized his wealthy father regardless of the pain he pressed upon others who couldn't afford his real estate services.
By the time Rossi reached the age to begin attending primary school he picked up his father habits, in all senses behavioral and a fashion sense. Dressing rather formally a majority of the time and using his allowance to buy friends, bribe bullies and gain quick useless school popularity. This method worked for a majority of the students however like all individuals in school everyone had enemies and everyone had friends. Unfortunately his enemies had more family money than him and they used it to thwart Rossi's methods of power. On the other side of the spectrum his older sister Johee in rebellion of their father spent her time in the less than popular crowd avoiding the fact she was wealthy, the complete opposite personality of her younger brother.
This soon led to the siblings bumping heads in school, two Talratheons different ideals led to sibling friction both home and academic. Bullying and rumors alike begin to take root, it didn't take long for the father to step in and quickly press and end to the sibling rivalry in the form of deportation by sending away Johee to a girls reformatory. Rossi felt no heartloss nor any emotion regarding it since his father made the choice of it.
This left Rossi to his schooling without the burden of his sister's clique, He wasn't an academic child nor was he considered an athletic one. Pulling average grades and an allowance hefty enough to choke a rancor Rossi pushed himself through school with ease sugaring needed palms and making more friends. It didn't take long before Rossi pressed himself from primary school to secondary and quickly moving up to graduate into his teenage years where he'd spend his after school hours picking up boxing classes and aiding at his father's firm picking up tips of the trade and the hardness of negotiations.
Over the years he learned of his father's mortality and his power, bearing witness to both defeat at a board table and success and intimidation. While others feared, revolted and even hated him his son Rossi loved him as a father, patriarch and mentor.
Growing into Adulthood
After the graduation from reformatory Johee returned home, changed, different and not for the better. She'd fallen into hard times into drugs and men of the wrong crowd. Villiax recognized this, though he wasn't a noble men he wished to retain his personal clouded honor and that of his family and shut her out of the family finances. Eliminating her trust fund, he access to familial money and any allowances to make her life in the household rough, she turned to prostitution and drug running to make a decent living. Rossi was the first to find out before the father.
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Making the hard choice, Rossi followed her to one of her drug runs and waited with a few hired hands to tie a shameful loose end and make a delusional gift to his father. With two carbine rifles aimed at her back Rossi merely looked on, emotionless and calculating as he weighed the options of the choice he had to make. This hard choice only took him less than a minute as he gave the nod and like the cracks of light foil whip two shots rang out hitting Johee straight in the back leaving her for dead on the ground of a alley in the sublevels of Coruscant.
Rossi sighed shaking his head and watching her for a long moment before deciding to walk away, a malicious grin on his face as he did. Retaining his family's honor was paramount to him, and he succeeded however unknown to him the entire drug run was a sting operation he and his own group of hired guns were captured on video by droid camera's fleeing the scene murder weapons in hand.
With the round up of mercenaries, and account statements of Rossi's the authorities had more than enough evidence to arrest him for the charges of first degree murder and involving himself in a criminal enterprise. With the arrest of the hired guns and the their deal to testify for the exchange of reduced sentences the prosecution for the Imperial Justice system had overwhelming evidence to place Rossi under arrest. A full raid on the training facility he frequented cornered him mid sparring and arrested him for the charges.
Once Villiax had gotten news of the arrest as a powerful and influential real estate magnate, several lawyers were called to meet his son at the imperial lock up. Rossi learned a certain lesson early in life from his father when it came to crimes, Rossi held no delusions to the aspect of crime and he knew his father committed them as well and as frequently.
Attorneys quickly moved unto the scene making Rossi well aware of his rights, and speaking on his behest. Villiax however made contact with the leaders of the mercenary groups and made a deal only a fool would pass up, it took very little time for the deal to pass along the grapevine and the incarcerations centers where the mercenaries were held only hours after the deal was made guard found their bodies stabbed to death with laser scalpels with no trace of evidence to be found. The single surviving mercenary recanted his testimony and taking the full sentence for murder.
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With his attorneys in place to demand immediate release Rossi merely sat back during the day long deliberations with law enforcement, prosecution teams as one side argued bribery, obstruction of justice, conspiracy to commit murder and first degree murder. While the other argued loss of testimony, false arrest and abuse of power, it didn't take long for the issue to be settled off the table to simple year of house arrest.
The sentence was passed privately and kept hushed as to not alert the press of the high case arrest and keep the name of the family and it's business untainted by media rumor. Rossi spent his house arrest at his high rise apartment enjoying the luxuries of of his father's wealth. But he was paid a visit by Villiax but unlike the choice made by Rossi his father was very much unpleased with the actions of his son.
Rossi was punished with the seizure of his high rise apartments all except one in which he was sentenced to stay in and his trust fund slice in half. A punishment most would wish for, however Rossi made due with what he had and sat in the isolation of his apartment except for the visits from call girls every other day to occupy his time. For a year he sat in his home working out, and holding his thoughts to himself. New thoughts brewed in that head of his, new intentions and revelations. That year no matter how occupied did not go by slower or comfortably and his wits and creativity were tested. Apart from call girls all activities were called in nail groomsmen, tailors, cooks and chefs to supply the young heir with endless gourmet meals and massage therapist to tend to his stressed and cabin fevered muscles, it was his hell but would have easily been another's dream come true.
A majority of the time was spent reading COMPNOR political pamphlets and novels he amassed several holodiscs of it's political rallies and loyalists journals and blogs. The words, the loyalty was something he began to admire and revere as his personal loyalty to the Empire began to grow larger than life it made him reflect on his life and the life he could have the ideals of his father and the ideals of something far greater than that of himself, his family name and far greater than simple real estate. He knew his father wouldn't understand it, he was only compassed by greed and the means of gaining more money and power yet not doing it for another. Yet in all his father's works, in all his dealings and gains Rossi began to realize a simple truth, no matter how wealthy his father got, or how influential he became he was an Imperial citizen and but Imperial edict it could all be taken away. So why work on a legacy to be lost with a single holo-notice but instead strive to make that Empire stronger to secure a better future for himself and his family one he could look back upon and be proud of.
A New Direction
Leaked Holologs
RTHL-08162010 -
I've met someone, not in person but on the localized holonet she's definitely not one to bring home to father. She's a common one, works in a data pad store as a receptionist. I haven't told her that I'm wealthy that could complicate things. People tend to either be your best friend or shun you as a worst enemy based on your money and how you make it, I want to see her true intentions on this little thing we got. She says I'm cute, what the hell does that mean? like a baby womprat cute? Women they never did make sense to me. Anyhow she's appealing enough more so more than most of the professional girls I call over. But also homely something natural that;'s not something you see everyday on Coruscant everyone always trying to look older, or more pretty than what was genetically given.
RTHL-01212011 -
It's been a year since my incarceration my father asked me to step on his board as vice president of the firm. but I don't know it's something he's said to me when I was younger that he'd give me enough money to do something with my life but not too much to do nothing at all. He'll hate the choice I have but I'm thinking I'll go Government it'll piss him off to the ends of the galaxy but it's what I have to do. I need to be my own man, he built his legacy now it's time to build mine, to build a future for my children, my legacy.
The Army isn't for me, neither is navy I still get hyper drive sickness. They say stick with what you're good with and with my experience with real estate and zone building. Government is what I need and what I good with.
RTHL-01272011 -
I submitted my papers to the recruitment office today and took my aptitude tests. They say I'll have some final forms to submit before it's official so the sooner I sign them the better off I'll be. The recruiter looked at me like I was crazy when I punched in the yearly earning of last year even at that point she wanted to ask but didn't. Wasn't until she was laying on the opposite side of my bed did she ask why I'm joining. It's hard to explain having more money at your finger tips then you can spend in your lifetime then to dedicate yourself to a career that pays a government salary.
It's about building character and working towards something greater than yourself, I've never believed in those hacked vids of the force or that Twi'lek goddess or what not unless she was on top of me giving me good reason to call her a goddess. But there is the Empire and it is real you can witness it, know it's power and it's influence. COMPNOR, The ISB they'll be happy to remind you of it as well, hell I wouldn't be surprised if they are reading these entries, I've got nothing to hide.
RTHL-04122011 -
Signed the final papers soon I'll be recruit Talratheon and answer to the greater cause, To the Empire to the Emperor. It's a proud moment to be an Imperial if only my father could see could understand the monumental step I've taken for our family the honor I'll bring and the greatness I'll bestow upon him by being his son. Perhaps one day the clairvoyance of my choice will be made apparent to him but for now I'll endure his hatred and his disappointment for the honor of serving the greater good of the Empire.
Comlink Transmissions
RTCL-04132011
Rossi: Hello?
Rossi: Hello? is someone there?
Johee: Hello Ross, it's me...
Rossi: Yeah me who?
Johee: Johee.
Rossi: J...Johee? Is this some kind of kriffing joke listen I don't know who this is or who put you up to his but it ends now.
Johee: I'm serious Ross! I'm alive.
Rossi: ...
Johee: ...
Rossi: That's not possible, I watched you die I gave the order myself I watched you die.
Johee: You watched me get shot, I didn't die.
Rossi: So what do you want me to say?
Johee: *sighs* Nothing, I just wanted to say ... I forgive you.
-End of transmission-
RTCL-04282011
Villiax: Villiax Talratheon.
Rossi: Hello father.
Villiax: Son, what a pleasant surprise what can I do for you, ready to accept the position of Vice President you know we could use you.
Rossi: About that father, I'm joining the Empire... officially I've signed the papers and will attending academy very soon.
Rossi: Father?
Villiax: Are you out of your mind?! I've given you a great life, a home hell many homes, and all you could ever want and you decide to piss it all away for a life in service to the government?!
Rossi: Father calm down, this is a good thing I'll honor our family and serve a greater purpose.
Villiax: Your family is the greater purpose! You do this and you're cut off you hear me?!
Rossi: I'm sorry you feel that way father, but I've made up my mind and willing to accept the consequences of my actions.
Villiax: This is my legacy You're my legacy I've built all this for your children. MY Grand children!
Rossi: I'm doing just that father, for my legacy our family this is the best move.
Villiax: It's a move made by those with no choice for the common man!
Rossi: I'll be more than just a common man father, I'll be an Imperial citizen one in service to his government, loyal and dedicated.
Villiax: You do this, and your done you hear me?
Rossi: I know father.
Villiax: Have you told your mother?
Rossi: Yeah earlier.
Villiax: Can't believe this, do what you want we're done.
-End of transmission-
Before Leaving for Academy
Katherine and Rossi had been dating for nearly three months, though she wasn't as fervent in the ideology as Rossi was, she was supportive enough of his ambitions and beliefs to follow him into a life of Imperial employment and servitude. Rossi recognized her lack of enthusiasm yet through it appreciated her personal dedication to their relationship and her submissive nature reminding him much of his mother in the regards to her submissiveness to him in all regards. Rossi decided to make it final immediately proposing to her, though lacking the funds of his family or his father since their disagreement to the Empire it was alone. Katherine enthralled with Rossi, immediately accepted his proposal and celebrated their engagement together.
However the celebration was short, since Rossi was dedicated to settle all affairs in the event of his death leaving his small personal fortune to Katherine and his condo as well should anything incur to him in the time of his possible demise. While Katherine of course was happy to be engaged she wanted more than to be the possible bride and quickly to be a definite wife to him. Rossi being hesitant to commit himself to another for such a while, distanced himself from the the idea of marriage for the next couple of days, unwilling to answer the question or any question for that mattered. this begin to dig into Katherine who couldn't understand his actions, as she dedicated her self to him and his choice with such reverence.
Talratheon Holocamera Footage
Rossi walked in wearing a noble black smock, made of Tyrian cloth with a decorative durasteel belt and pauldrons. sighing he set down his dossier of documents and datapad pinching the bridge of his nose and walking into the great room of his high rise apartment. Where Katherine sat on a slick violet couch made of a fine leather where she nervously fidgets with a white handkerchief, her self dressed in a pale yellow slip and a loosely tied sleeping robe with her legs crossed exposing her thigh just above her knee. She knew he'd entered but looked away from him merely staring at the wall, Rossi sighed as he slowly walked toward the couch approaching her. "Kath, I know I've been a bit distant." He whispered softly. As he stepped towards the couch sitting beside her and setting a hand on her back as if to comfort her. She quickly reacted shrugging her shoulder away from him dabbing the bottom on her left eye with the handkerchief. "Where were you, Ross you've been gone for three days, no comms, no messages, not even a primitive kriffing letter!" She quickly tosses aside the handkerchief clearly upset by the ordeal her checks reflective from the lacing lines of tear moisture trailing down her cheeks.
Rossi leaned back sighing either insensitive to her emotions, or careless of her emotions. He leaned back curling his hands behind the top edges of the couch relaxing as he exhaled in silence facing her back. "Are you not going to justify your actions or give any rational explanation to your abandonment of me, your fancy house, your stupid riches?!" She screamed out furiously turning quickly to face him approaching him quickly and slapping him across the face hard enough to cause his head and shift aside at an angle creating a loud and audible slap. Rossi widening his eyes and adjusting his jaw before looking back to her, his recently slapped cheek reddened as he chuckled softly. "Are you done yet Kath, or are you going to continue prattling about your emotions?" He stated in a calm and clear tone of voice.
Katherine's cheeks grew even redder as if angered by his words and inaction to her emotional needs, Rossi remained relaxed and leaning back as he was looking to her
Service Record
| Grade | Insignia | Rank | Galactic Date | Authorization |
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Recruit | Year 13 Day 159 | Lieutenant Raffael Goschmitt |
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Junior Assistant | Year 13 Day 172 | Lieutenant Raffael Goschmitt |
| Ribbon | Name | Date Awarded | Awarded by |
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Imperial Academy Basic Graduate [IABG] | Year 13 Day 172 | Lieutenant Raffael Goschmitt |
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