Bio Sivon

[Codename:] Sivon
Affiliation	Ministry Vox Dei
Homeworld	[Classified]
Born	[Classified]

Picture one [REDACTED] is a snapshot that was obviously taken in less then optimal conditions. The edges of the picture are blurred, but the photographer managed to get Sivon and the area immediately around him in crisp focus. To his right, slightly out of focus, is a well manicured male hand with scale armor going from just above the wrist to the edge of the photo and at the very edge of the visible arm is a green cuff and a bit of purple, making the edge of a robe. The hand rests on a golden throne of which only a single golden corner and a single, large, valuable looking gem is visible. Behind and in font of him are wildly cheering crowds facing the person in the chair. The platform itself seems like a grand construct of wood and shining stainless steel layering on top of each other but in this picture, which must have been taken very close to the front, it can be seen that it is more of a hurried affair then it seemed. Behind Sivon the cheering crowds can be seen face on, their hands alternatively up in the air, applauding, or to their mouths as they hoot their appreciation. Above them all, its top just below the upper left edge of the picture, bisected by the side of the picture is a huge holo-screen, on stilts to get it above the crowd, so that it can be seen from afar. The screen projects a view of the Emperor (cut down the center, like the screens), a handsome young man with blond hair and intelligent black eyes, as the crown is coming down on his head.

Sivon himself is standing at strict, rigid, military attention, hands clasped behind his back. He is older then the Emperor by about 18 years. He is wearing a one-piece black garment with a single utility pocket on his right leg. The suit is undecorated except for a silver line that runs from his left shoulder to the center of his chest and back to the left shoulder. He has an embossed gold Scale of Justice with a dagger as the center pole placed on the right side of his chest, just below the silver line. Sivon’s eyes are faded green, almost to the point of grayness and are staring steadily into the crowd, somewhere over the shoulder of the photographer. His hair is black and short. All in all, the picture portrays that of an attentive and loyal public servant with an undercurrent of great attentiveness and some tenseness. His posture is at attention, but the very tightness of that posture shows a need to control the situation around him and his eyes are almost hawk-like in their intensity. His face, though just above the photograph’s center, is the focus of attention. It’s both rigidly tentative and fiercely independent. While his perfect physical condition and distant stare make Sivon seem as if he is posing for a Antarean recruitment poster, the plain black body suit sets him apart. His most noticeable feature is the scar down his face’s left side, running from just above and to the (outside) side of his eye down to the middle of his slim cheek.

Picture two [REDACTED] is an action shot in the field, at least it seems that way. The entire shot is dark and slightly blurred, there is some smoke rising up from the floor and that combined with the smallest bit of ambient light allows the viewer to make out the dimmest outline of a black greatcoat twirling in the smoke as Sivon is swiveling in place. Most of the rest of the light in the picture gleams off of Sivon’s eyes, which are not so different then they were in the first picture, except they are far more predatory now, approaching slits. His smile, showing the smallest amount of gleaming teeth, seems a mere slit as well. The light gleams off the outline of the scar, giving his face an almost Cheshire cat appearance with only those three features, eyes, mouth and scar, showing in his entire upper body. Though he is in the process of turning his face still faces the camera, looking at it straight on. In the center of the picture the light flashes off a gun muzzle, directly facing the camera, which Sivon is obviously about to shoot.