Aurora
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Quote: "I can get my hands on the vectored-thrust assembly in maybe a week. I got your grenades blessed by an archbishop, the Pope wasn't available, they're in the box marked "Finest Grade Carrots" ...the solid-fuel rocket boosters are going to be harder. When does this need to be ready by?" Boardies value experience highly, because the experienced tend to shrug when confronted by, say, a box full of psychotic vampire batteries...and this soft-spoken Boardie, with her flaming red hair and tendency to swing-dance to anything with a beat, has been around a while. And yes, she remembers the incident with the batteries quite well. And the cursed highlighter pens. And really, the thermonuclear Fleetwood Mac record was a personal insult. Aurora joined the Board the singularly old-fashioned way - being called into existence from the raw firmament and given life by the Goddess Herself, who was inclined to do that a lot more often before the Board just started offering to pay for applicants' college tuition. More fanciful versions of this tale say Maritza was above the Arctic Circle at the time, and took her creation's name from the aurora borealis, although some of the older Boardies who were around back then say it was less lights-in-the-sky and more Venus of Paphros...usually just before Aurora gets out a very large mallet and pre-empts any further speculation on the topic. Her birth aside, Aurora threw herself into her role with the terrifying levels of enthusiasm and energy later to become hallmarks of female Boardies. A very early master of the insidious plot, she merrily bent the course of history in many entertaining ways before growing recognition in the darker corners of the world necessitated her being booted upstairs into logistics and command. Somewhat frustrated at this, Aurora rapidly reapplied her talents for wheeling and dealing into the murky haze of procurement - the Board could hardly satisfy it's vast needs for parts and equipment with a few trips to the local corner store, after all, and someone had to track down the obscure widgets needed to unblock the nozzle on a Bloop Gun. Her second-greatest achievement was locating 38% of the five billion tons of materials later generations would call the Funky Horror. She followed this up with her greatest one, actually getting them shipped to the launch site on time and under budget. Well, for a given value of "budget". Now gleefully ensconced in a job she has essentially turned into a spymaster's post, Aurora is mostly content to merely nudge her younger charges along where necessary...and hand out the inevitable repair kits whenever someone brings back the Mk28 Mertillizer with a busted oscillator. To ensure the components arrive, she reaches for the string of friends, contacts, favours, and blackmail files her adventuring days have left across large sections of the globe. This has earned her a wry reputation as something of a latter-day KBG agent or Bond girl...only presumably with slightly more practical outfits. In fact, it would probably be a wise move to expect her outfits to be very practical indeed, given FLEET's love of concealed gadgets. She hasn't forgotten the moves...and has a tendency to bust them out whenever some overly brash newbie asks if her creation means she doesn't have a navel. |
Height: 5`4"/163cm