Stats:
Name: Hasher Regris Buffett
Age: 16
Birthdate: 6/10/2348
Gender: Male
Species: Hybrid
Home Planet: Unknown
Home Town: Unknown
Current Home: The Home Base of the Blade of Marmora
Siblings: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Mother: Acxa
Guardian(s): Kolivan, when Acxa's away
Hasher's mother was, perhaps, the coolest woman of all times.
Which made Hasher wonder; who was his father?
He had to be at least HALF as cool as Acxa for her to have a kid with him, and Hasher knew it was his father who chose to put him in this…work camp
Okay, Hasher knew it wasn't actually a 'work camp' but it felt like that. From the day he turned seven, his father put him here, placing him under the protection of Kolivan - the leader of the Blade of Marmora, Hasher's home - and Acxa.
Acxa left often to go meet up with his father, but Hasher never came along, and his father never visited. All he could remember was a scowl, Raven-black hair nearly coveting his eyes, and a long scar across his cheek.
Hasher wasn't sure if he liked this image of a father, wasn't sure if he liked the points of view his guardians had of him.
Acxa told him he was a strong, handsome, beautiful man, one not to back down from a fight.
Kolivan assured him that he was the most sassy, selfless, immature, and brave student he had ever had.
Hasher, naturally, got confused rather quickly.
When he turned ten, Kolivan taught him how to wield and fight with a sword, either complaining that he was too much like his father or encouraging him with comments that he was just like his grandmother, Krolia.
(Hasher also wasn't too terribly fond of Krolia. Too strict.)
It wasn't too long after Kolivan began forcing hard, nerve-wracking drills upon him that Hasher discovered he could fit into the ventilation shafts. He found that by hiding in the heater room, he could lean against each of the generators to get just the right temperature. But, since Galra were extremely sensitive to cold, he usually stayed tucked up around the heater.
Kolivan never found him, nor did any of his other instructors, Ilun, Krolia, Acxa, Vrek, Furita, and neither did his fellow trainees, Foxax, Chinnkuh, and Flaren.
By his fourteenth birthday, he still remained hidden most of the time, but at least three times every week he joined in the WODs and dueling efforts. (Nobody ever found his hiding place.)
Fifteen was when he got invested in training. When he turned sixteen, that would officially be 'coming of age' and he would be able to take a shuttle and leave, because he was his own man. He was eager for this change, perhaps he could finally meet his father and demonstrate how much he learned.
But that time never came.
His mother arrived a week before he planned to leave, three days after his sixteenth birthday. She led two pure-breed humans behind her, and she didn't even look at him. Instead, she looked at Kolivan and said "Hot Air."