Honsou
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Honsou Kessen | |
Biographical Information | |
Date of Birth: |
4BBY |
Physical Description | |
Gender: |
Male |
Hair Colour: |
Brunette |
Eye Colour: |
Green |
Height: |
6 ft 8 in |
Social Information | |
Combat Information | |
Personal Ship: |
Tempest-Class TIE/ca "Draco Tempestas" |
Career Information | |
Affiliation(s): |
Emperor's Hammer |
Profession(s): |
Pilot & Instructor |
Position(s): |
Command Attache to Training Officer |
Rank(s): |
Rear Admiral |
TIE Corps Record: |
How it all started: a poem[edit]
Now this is the story all about how;
My life got boost, drifted upside down;
And I'd like to take a parsec, just chill and rest;
I'll tell you how I became a pilot in the squad called Tempest;
On Core-World Corellia born and raised;
In the shipyard is where I spent most of my days;
Loading out, waxing, relaxing all cool;
And playing pazaak in the mess hall;
When a couple of Twi's, who we're up to no good;
Started selling Spice in my neighbourhood;
I got high one night and not at my best;
Ended up joining the TIE Corps and Squadron Tempest.
I tried to back out day after day;
But mom packed my gear and sent me on my way;
She gave me my papers and she gave me my cred chip;
I put my holo on and said, I might as well kick it;
First class, yo this is bad;
Drinking blue milk out of a 'quila glass;
Is this what the pilots of Tempest are livin' like?
Hmm, this might be alright!
I boarded the Lambda to leave ol' Corellia;
The hull paint was fresh, and had a horse insignia;
If anything I could say this day was the best;
I'll never regret it, I'm assigned to Tempest.
I pulled into the hangar, this was gonna be great;
And I saluted an Officer with eyes as keen as a Krayt;
Looked at the flight deck, I was surely blessed;
To sit in my TIE as a Pilot of Tempest!
Biography[edit]
- "I find your lack of confidence an insult, I haven't survived this long for a subordinate to doubt my capabilities"
Life on Corellia[edit]
Honsou Kessen grew up on the Core world of Corellia during the waining years of the Imperial Age. From a young age Honsou would work as a shipyard engineer, later picking up a job as a HoloNet engineer also. At one point he would come into contact with Spice, being peddled by two Twi'leks. This interaction would lead to him, one night while high, signing up with the TIE Corps, joining as part of Tempest Squadron.
Career in the TIE Corps[edit]
Starting of as a Pilot in Tempest Squadron, Honsou soon proved his worth through his knowledge of ships, and also of military tactics. This allowed him to climb the ranks within its structure, eventually taking on the moniker BLK PHNX following his time as Tempest squadrons Commander. Helping Tempest Squadron to win first place in Raise the Flag 2021, during his first tour of duty. This period would also see the awakening of his force powers through the dark side entity of the Black Phoenix. Leading him to join as part of the Secret Order (Dark Brotherhood) also. His career within the TIE Corps continued to flourish, seeing his fair share of combat, even taking some hits that would normally have ended the career of another pilot. These injuries later requiring the implantation of various cybernetics. Later Honsou would take command of Sin Squadron, after a tour of duty with Beta Squadron, also taking on the role of a flight instructor. He would as commander of Sin Squadron, manage to rally it's pilots leading to victory against the Kilji Illuminate and third place overall in Raise the Flag 2024. Most recently he became the Command attache to the training officer in the Emperor's Hammer command staff, receiving the rank of Rear Admiral, whilst retaining hos command of Sin Squadron.
Career in the Secret Order[edit]
Upon the awakening of his Force Powers, Honsou would be led to joining the Secret Order. His skills in martial arts and military knowledge helping him succeed. Eventually he become part of the Dark Council, taking on the role as the Commander of the Guard, as the old Dark Brotherhood was being reformed into the Secret Order.
Personality and Traits (As written by Khaz Bibble)[edit]
- "In all my years in this Galaxy, I've never seen a person so stubborn, yet so willing to do what is needed"
- Khaz Bibble, when asked about Honsou
Honsou Kessen is a rather tall and imposing man, one who dresses himself in the robes of a fighter, more than that of a commander. He has a great love of military history, a thing he and I often discussed on long hyperspace jumps. We are good friends, he being the only one I truly trusted, when telling the secrets of my past, his word is his honour. I would say his life, unfairly prepared him for his role, one that required a stern hand, and strong voice like his.
As for his acumen as a Pilot, I know little of that side of things, though I hear he is one of the best especially in vehicles most would shy away from, seeing them only as supports, not as capable weapons. I cannot say how many times he has saved my life, often there to protect my back, or intimidate those in diplomatic discussions. I do not know of where his future will lead, but the force will hopefully protect him.
Iron Storm: A Honsou Story.[edit]
LT Honsou departed the turbo lift, gripping his flight helmet tighter. As he turned to march down the pristine corridor, two other officers saluted him. Saluting absently, in
truth he had no idea who they were. Honsou had only been assigned to the ISDII Challenge less than a standard month ago and had yet to
commit all faces to memory. He continued to march purposefully towards the flight deck, letting his thoughts wander...
"...loosen your grip on the flight stick and rebalance your shields!" demanded CPT Warper. Warper was a fairly stout and very accomplished flight instructor at Calida Academy. Cadet Honsou felt that she was probably the most stern training officer he had met, but Damn she was
one hell of a pilot. Her grasp on most of the TIE craft being taught on Calida was fantastic, however her skill and ability in a TIE/rp Reaper were unrivalled by the training staff. As a result, it was in the Reaper that Honsou felt most at home flying. There was something about supporting the other pilots in his flight and the transition to in-atmo flight to insert or extract squads of stormtroopers that made the Reaper feel more important to Honsou than a TIE/ln or TIE/in. He had become accustomed to the TIE/sa for it's similar handling too, but the Reaper would be his true calling.
Lt Honsou regained himself as he neared the blast doors to the flight deck. A bustle of activity lay ahead. As he crossed the threshold the truly glorious sound of TIE craft firing up their engines caressed his ears. This was what he lived for! Revelry gripped him again...
"Turn that Reaper around RIGHT NOW CADET!" boomed the Commander down the comm feed. "No can do, sir!" came Honsou's reply, through gritted teeth. It was too late. He was committed now, ducking and weaving through the oncoming fire from the Rebel Nebulon-B frigate. Shields were set to full fore with additional power pushed into the Reaper's engines, which roared with barely contained fury. There was no way Honsou was going to abandon the TIE/in in his crosshairs. They were cut off from the only path back to the ISD and evading for their life . The Neb-B had taken some heavy hits to its shields and they were close to failing. At two thousand meters out, the Reaper's targeting system began the lock-on protocols for the ion torpedoes it carried. Honsou knew firing this far out would just see the torpedo shot down before reaching it's target. His eyes narrowed, he engaged the boost drive that he had been charging off additional power in the engines. The next fifteen hundred meters passed in a blur, and the ion torpedo was fired a fraction before minimum range was exceeded, a burst from his ion cannons and the shields were down on the Nebulon just before the ion torpedo impacted it's hull. The impact had very little effect, but the true intention soon came clear, the blast of ionised energy coursed across the prow and disabled turrets and systems alike. The Nebulon-B had been de-fanged.
Almost too late Honsou cut power to his engines and banked hard. The dead drift took the Reaper a full 180 degrees and positioned his Reaper between the TIE/in and the two Rebel X-Wings trying to target them. Throwing his shields fully aft, Honsou bellowed "Move it pilot, you're clear!". The Interceptor pilot did not need telling twice. His prow angled towards the ISD and they streaked ahead of Honsou's Reaper...
LT Honsou came back to himself as he laid eyes on the Tempestas Ferri, no, HIS Tempestas Ferri. Honsou smiled to himself. This was his ship. She had been repaired after narrowly making it back last mission and her once perfect paint job was carbon scored from the dozens of X-Wing salvos she endured on the eternity long pursuit back to the Challenger.
Despite his despite his disregard for a direct order, Honsou's judgement was sound. The TIE/in pilot he saved was none other than his own training Wing Commander BaaWee. In recognition for his heroics, Honsou received a promotion and a place aboard the ISDII Challenge with the famed Tempest Squadron.
A more simple time. Things have changed, the force has shifted. Now is the time of BLK PHNX Rising!!