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[Noel]

- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Skye Briht ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ Sky-sky, a nickname that he very much dislikes and was given to by an older child a few years ago. ]

- g e n d e r :
[ Male ]

- a g e :
[ 17 ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Stealth/Evasion/Removal ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ feet ; inches ] :
[ 5'5 ]

- hair color:
[ A very light, almost white, brown that is a few shades lighter then his skin color. ]

- eye color:
[ A blank, pale green, in his good eye anyways. ]

- skin tone :
[ A medium-olive that's darker then his hair color. ]

- bodily build
[ Short and slim; Skye weights little and doesn't have much on him. There's layer of muscle on his small limbs, but it's neither noticeable nor that great. His legs are long and his arms weak, generally allowing him to run fast but fail utterly at any heavy lifting. He has -which he finds unbearably annoying- a feminine build and appearance, and is often mistaken for the opposite gender. ]

- body modifications
[ Skye has pierced ears, and he often wears a pair of simple, fake silver earrings he stole several years ago. That is his only chosen modification though. He has several scars though is his face came away mostly unscathed; the most notable of which are a long burn across his back and a long, white scar stretching from his left elbow to shoulder. He alternates between a bandage and a red cloth/band to cover up his missing right eye, so it's rarely seen. ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ Skye isn't one for love, and it's not exactly something he's looking for. If it happens to show up, he won't complain, but it's not like he analyzes others to see if they would make a good partner. Skye has had a few puppy crushes in his life, though all were short lived and mostly meaningless. He's homosexual, with not interest whatsoever in girls. There aren't that many features he looks for in people, but mostly he wants someone who knows when not to be around, and likewise when to be; not clingy, but there for him. A sense of humor is always appreciated; Skye is far from serious himself and often dislikes people are. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ Currently none. ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[ His mind lost it years ago...
Skye is always smiling, ever bright. Ir's almost eerie, how hard it is to get that grin to even flicker, but it doesn't. Skye just doesn't understand that everything isn't a reason to be happy, and he laughs at everything from jokes, butterflies, blood, and absolutely nothing. He's kind on instinct when like this; he'll help someone up when they fall, offer half a cookie, etc. He doesn't have anything against strangers; when he sees someone he doesn't know he'll go up tot hem and talk endlessly about whatever comes to his mind, not understanding that they might be trying to get away from him or end the conversation. With friends, Skye is impossible to upset, worrying about them and making jokes, all around seeming like a utterly happy boy; until one realizes that it doesn't ever end. Skye just keeps smiling like nothing's wrong endlessly. A trustworthy friend and almost unable to lie, it's difficult to be suspicious of him. Likewise though, with people who he things are his friends, Skye is easily manipulated and crushed when a 'friend' turns out to not be what they seem... for a few minutes, then he's smiling again. All it takes is a few words of kindness for Skye to lose all suspicion and deem someone a 'friend', making those who turn out disliking him many in number.

Well, it does end, just not often. Skye is a tough nut to crack, but once someone actually manages to anger him, it's unpleasant to say the least. His smile stays there, but it becomes mocking, and his face is livid around it. He'll attack whoever infuriated him with whatever is in his hands, whether it be a rock, a knife, or his bare hands. He won't calm down for hours, refusing to stand down and stop attacking; it takes several hours, a locked room, and many broken objects before his pulse finally settles down and the anger trickles away. If someone actually manages to make this side of him come out, Skye will hate them forever. The grudge will never go away, and he'll always be looking for ways to hurt whoever it was no matter the consequences.

There isn't an emotion between his happy and angry moods normally, but there are times; when he's stealing, assassinating, or any sort of illegal activity. It's the only time when life feels right to him; all other times feel strange, out of place almost, like it's all in the wrong place. He becomes calm when danger arrives, pondering everything without twitching. He'll still be smiling and happy, but utterly, unbreakably calm. He enjoys it more then most other things, always looking for opportunities for mischief or ways to make the 'fun' last longer. Skye is unsettled when with people, when he's trying to kill someone the shaking and unsure feelings fly away. He craves action and danger, threats and challenge, not peace, kindness, or any of that.

Not my best personality write-up, I prefer to leave things to develop. ^^" ]

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[ Skye is a kleptomaniac; anything from a jewel to shoelaces screams to be stolen. He can't bare to let go of things, becoming a hoarder through the years, since everythign he takes builds up in all the nooks and crannies he can store it, never being moved or thrown away. Likewise he cannot stand open spaces and crowds; a sports field is terrible and a crowded square is his worst nightmare. Lastly, he's hydrophobic; small amounts of water, like a glassful or a dew on grass, don't bother him. A lake, pool, or downpour: he's a twitching mess in a corner, trapped in utter panic. ]

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ Knives. Guns with a silencer aren't bad to him, but Skye doesn't like them much. Specializing in thievery, Skye prefers silence. A knife to the back is soundless and effective. Guns are too noisy and noticeable, while knives are easy to hide. Skye has been known to tinker with explosives, though the results are never good. ]






- f a m i l y :
[ None that he knows or cares about. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ Skye was abandoned by his parents at the age of six, in the lower streets of a less then pleasant town set right by the ocean. The town was being leeched by other cities, left with little money and children with no parents and no place to go. Street-children roamed the streets, and he was taken in to be one of them. It was hard life, but not a bad one; there was usually enough food, and they were one large family. Only six Skye wasn't expected to do much, although even from that age the others began to teach him the tools of their trade; how to walk silently, how to cut a purse, how to go unnoticed among others, etc. Skye forgot most of this at age eight; he was running from an angry storekeeper who saw him slip out the store with a few fish without paying. The store was right on the beach, and Skye ran onto the pier without thinking. The storekeeper chased after him, and Skye, scared, jumped into the water. The waves and wind were bad that day; Skye was swept right under the dock. He was trapped there for minutes, unconscious with lungs full of water. Sheer luck saved him; the waves eventually pushed him out and the storekeeper got help quickly that saved his life. The experience left Skye terrified of water, but that was among few things he remembered. Drowning and then being brought back to life, which is actually possible though not many believe it when he says it, does not do good things to the mind. Skye was left amnesiac and his mind was never quite the same, with few memories about what happened before and moodswings that set him apart from the other children. But he did remember faint things; he instinctively followed shiny coins, he silenced his footsteps without thinking. When he returned to robbing people after too much time spent recovering, Skye realized that it felt right, when everythign else just seemed out of place and wrong in his confused mind.
The next years flew by; Skye could barely read, he didn't know how to talk well to people, but few objects were safe from him. Stealing felt right still, and while everythign else in his life seemed less wrong, those things still weren't the same. But life was crumbling around him. This strange boy with the mood-swings that was so fixated on robbery was excluded from among the other street-children. He started taking money to do things that were far worse then thievery, and before he knew it he had no qualms with killing. Soon, he was wanted. A criminal, for more then simple robberies. His mental state deteriorated. But he was offered a way out. Become an assassin... which he already was. But in a safer place, and he would fake his death and be forgotten. Skye immediately took the offer, and a few days later he was reported to have been shot while trying to kill a man. And then, strangely, life became stable. ]

- o t h e r
[ Nothing. ]

[west ,]

Sorry. Ignore this. I'm not going to have time for another roleplay :[

- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Ebony Alexandra Macmillan. ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ Ivory / Ivy. ]
[size=85]Ebony likes to br called Ivory, or Ivy by her friends. She got this nickname because her hair was jet black when she was very little. Ebony had jet black hair when she was born, hence the name Ebony, but her hair got lighter as she got older, and eventually became blonde, so she got the name 'Ivory', which was shortened to 'Ivy'. At the age of sixteen, she dyed it back to black.
She has also been known as 'Hawkeye' and 'Kitty', because she has fantastic aim, and because she used to love acting like a cat when she was little.

- g e n d e r :
[ Female. ]

- a g e :
[ Seventeen. ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Archery and / or most guns. ]
Ebony has surprisingly amazing aim. It was a 'gift', according to her friends and family. She is very skilled with bows and arrows, and most guns.

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- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ feet ; inches ] :
[ Five foot eleven. ]

- hair color:
[ It is naturally blonde, though she dyed it black. ]

- eye color:
[ A firey amber colour. ]

- skin tone :
[ Relatively tanned, especially in the summer, but mostly quite pale. ]

- bodily build
[ Slim but strong. ]
[size=85]Ivy is quite slim, but not super-thin. She is surprisingly strong for someone like her, but doesn't have huge muscles.

- body modifications
[ Ear piercings. ][/size]
She has both her ear lobes pierced, aswell as two more piercings going up her right ear. She has no tattoos, but will probably end up getting a small one when she is old enough. Ivy has a couple of small scars, but most of the time she can't even remember how she got them. She has a scar on her shoulder, though, from where she got trampled by a horse when she was eight.

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ single ; straight ]
[size=85]Ebony is currently not dating anyone, and she doesn't have a crush on anyone at the moment either. She is very straight, so isn't interested in girls at all, and has had a couple of boyfriends before but one cheated on her and the other asked her out for a joke, neither relationships lasted that long, so she doesn't really trust guys that much.

- p a r t n e r [/size]

[ tba ]
Ebony has no partner and is waiting to be assigned, though she may end up becoming a 'solo'.

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[ shy - loyal - short-tempered - athletic ]
Shy | Ebony is very shy and quiet. She will not make the first move, and prefers people to come up to her. Around close friends, she can be much more confident and loves to have fun. Ivy is gentle and sweet, but brave too. She is sensible and knows the difference between bravery and stupidity, but sometimes she just doesn't care and wants to have fun with her friends. Ivy will not give in to anything she doesn't want to do, unless you persuade her alot, and she hates giving up and will always give something a good try first before she gives up.

Loyal | Ivory is very loyal and reliable. If you tell her a secret, she will not rush to tell someone, but will never tell a soul. She'll probably forget it anyway. Ebony likes to be there for her friends, and will support and help them whenever they need her. She tends to get very close to people, but takes time in getting to trust someone new, especially is it is a guy. She tends not to trust them as much, but she is trying to make that change.

Short-Tempered | Ebony tends to have random outbursts when she can't take it anymore. If someone annoys her, she may lash out or storm off. After these outbursts, she preferst to be by herself for a bit to cool off, so it is best not to try to interfere when she wants to be alone, and will come back when she feels ready. She has a short temper, and can be very mean sometimes, like she has a split-personality, so it's best not to get on her bad side.

Athletic | Ivy has been doing sports all her life, so she is very athletic, sporty and she is almost alway full of energy. She prefers horse riding, running long distance, hurdles and high jump mostly, but she is willing to try anything. Every other day, she will go for a jog in the morning. When Ivy isn't up and about, she is usually practising her piano or guitar.

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- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[ cupboards - hair ]
Cupboards | If Ebony sees anything such as drawers and cupboards open or chairs untucked, she can't help herself but has to go and close them. It is a sort of very mild OCD sort of thing, but not that bad. She has always had this annoying quirk.

Hair | Ivy is almost always playing with her hair. It always has to be perfect. She hates using heat and hairspray on her hair, and only ever dyed it once so it is very healthy. Ebony is almost constantly twirling or plaiting her hair, putting it into different styles and doing strange things with it. The only way she can stop is if she sits on her hands.

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ weapon of choice here ]






- f a m i l y :
[ this information is classified. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ history here. doesn't need to be a novel, most people will probably have similar stories. ]

- o t h e r
[ anything else here ]

[shudder]

- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Adrián River Ramos Duran. Being of Spanish decent, both his mother and father's last names are listed. Adrián is the Spanish form of the Latin Hadrianus, and means 'from Hadria.' ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ River; it's kind of hard to make a good nickname out of Adrián. ]

- g e n d e r :
[ Male. ]

- a g e :
[ Eighteen. ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Explosives, ranging anywhere from fireworks to C4, even something nuclear. He's also an expert in firearms. ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ feet ; inches ] :
[ 5 foot, 11 inch. ]

- hair color:
[ Adrián has dark brown hair. Naturally straight, it doesn't grow a whole lot, and his bangs usually don't hang in his eyes. Adrián can run his hands through it and make them stick up some. Actually, with his hair being the length it is, it's hardly ever a problem. The weather doesn't really change the color of his hair or anything. He lacks noticeable highlights when hit by the sun, and when it's wet it looks a little darker. ]

- eye color:
[ The same can be said for his eyes. About as dark as his hair, they blend in rather than stand out. Some people get intrigued by how dark they are, though. His mood doesn't lighten or darken them, and neither does the weather. ]

- skin tone :
[ Tanning is second nature to Adrián, turning an orange color that last for a few days. It makes his eyes stand out when he isn't wearing sunglasses. But his natural skin color is olive, and he has a couple scars here and there from various falls, accidents, fights, whatever whatever. The most interesting one would be behind his ear. Making a short story even shorter, there was a mishap dodging a knife. All is well, though. It makes for a good ice breaker. ]

- bodily build
[ Adrián has lean muscles from training and fighting, but isn't bulky. It makes it easier to move around quickly, and he prefers that look as opposed to, say, a body builder. ]

- body modifications
[ He's pierced a couple things, but normally doesn't wear them. If he does, it's usually his cartilage piercing. ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ Adrián is normally too oblivious to think about love, but there are traits that make him more attracted to one person as opposed to another. Talent is something he likes, and not just something assassin related; playing a sport, an instrument, drawing, ect. Also, girls who are independant and can take a joke/sarcasm interest him. High energy and bubbly girls kind of annoy him, along with shyness, so a more reserved yet quietly confident girl would be his type. Adrián doesn't really find unnatural hair colors (like blue, pink, ect.) attractive. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ He doesn't care who's assigned as his partner so long as they don't get in his way. ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
Adrián is definitely an interesting person to watch. Calm and observant one minute, he looks like he’s friendly and someone you might want to work with. Then he turns into the somewhat narcissistic and sarcastic guy that he is. Loyal to no one except himself, he’s hard to put full trust in, and doesn’t put much trust in other’s, either. And don’t expect him to be easy to work with. However, he has a few redeeming qualities, though he won’t admit them, and the skills he has make him a valuable asset.

Adrián is social in a way. Not like he’s bubbly and bouncing off the walls with energy, or desperate for friends. More simply, he goes into social settings, and likes to be observant and gather information. After all, knowlege is power, right? He also likes to find out things about people and situations to put himself in control. Give him an edge. He hates being out of the loop or being the last to find out about something. And he loves being right. Just another thing that puts him ahead of someone else. Adrián naturally thinks of himself as higher and better than everyone else, and it’s really not even a fact he acknowledges himself. Just part of him, maybe. Still, Adrián makes friends - the word friend being used lightly - and would rather hang around with people than be stuck by himself. He isn't flat out rude to people. Adrián has a nice side to him and is naturally friendly, though it may not always be genuine. Adrián does have a default personality he can switch to when he needs to get something out of somebody. The one where he's more relaxed, with his shy smile and this honest air about him that people tend to really like. His sometimes harsh sense of humor suddenly lightens up, and he can pretend to be in love with anybody. However, he's not shy or innocent around people he's not trying to get something from.

Adrián would consider himself constantly amused. He can’t take anyone seriously unless he recognises that they're higher up than himself, and sees most people as inferior. Therefore, most things and people just entertain him. He has his characteristic smirk, and can be brutally sarcastic. Actually, the guy has no filter on his mouth. If he doesn’t like you, he’ll tell you. Doing something the wrong way? He’ll let you know. Adrián isn’t afraid to speak his mind, and will fight anyone brave enough to challenge him. It’s his way or the highway a lot of the time, and since Adrián hates being talked back to, he won’t hesitate to fight someone. He won't hold back during a fight unless he's jokingly trying to rough you up a little. But in regard's to his jumping into fights, it's just an example of his impulsiveness. Adrián can give something a second’s worth of thought, then make a decision. Most of the time it works out in his favor simply because he's always gathering information and keeping tabs on people and situations in his head. Then there are the times when it blows up in his face. Either way, he's not changing that. Nor will he change his views on people. Although he thinks less of just about everybody, he doesn't hate people until they give him a reason to. If that happens, he likes to purposely make that person's life horrible. Really, he messes with everyone in a non-threatening way, but enemies can take him to a whole new level.

Since he has absolutely no faith in others besides himself and a small circle of friends, it’s only logical that he's kinda rebellious, and ultimately untrustworthy. He doesn’t see anyone else as good enough to tell him what to do. Plus, he just hates authority. You have to have a pretty good, convincing argument to get Adrián to listen to you, much less deem you as a suitable person for him to take orders from. This makes him a renegade, so to speak. He’ll disobey instructions and do his own thing, or try to persuade others to do the wrong thing. However, he doesn't disobey just for the sake of doing it. If he finds a better way, or his orders aren't working out, then he changes the plan. Still, this makes it hard for people to trust him. Oh well. He doesn’t trust anyone else either. All you have to rely on, in the end, is yourself. Adrián isn’t about to let someone else let him down.

When he's not saying something out of line or lying to get his way, Adrián really is kind of laid back. He's got this cool demeanor, and his honestly is a little less harsh, and more... honest, if that makes sense. He just says what's on his mind and isn't intent on hurting somebody. He can be nice, and even caring. That's usually when he's done for the day; done with everyone around him and ready to go do his own thing. Adrián just calms down and drops his I'm-better-than-you attitude. Being alone doesn't bother Adrián. There's no one to fight, there's no reason to lie, he doesn't have to put up with anyone, and he doesn't need to be defensive. Being by himself is usually when he can really think about things, and that's normally the best time to approach him. His mood kind of goes in waves. Starts out fiery and seemingly uncaring, then he mellows out.

And before you write him off, though, like anyone, he has some good qualities. He recognizes the value of having other people around you as opposed to going at it alone. Actually, Adrián is highly protective of people he deems as friends. His usual words and actions can suggest otherwise, but he'll do anything to help out or protect a friend of his. The thought of being truly alone bothers him. Adrián is a hard worker and hates when things don’t get done. There's just something irritating about knowing there's an unfinished job or thing out there. And his pride and highly competitive nature keeps him from doing anything half-way. It all comes together to make him a good worker, even doing things himself if someone else can't do it right. Too bad he can't teach, huh? Adrián has absolutely no patience when it comes to teaching somebody how to do something. Over looking that detail, he’s always watching his surroundings, and can get information that way. Plus, his ability to deceive people can come in handy - he can pretend to be anyone’s best friend, easily lying to get himself anything and anywhere. His way with words, if used in a positive way, can be remarkably beneficial. And on the slim chance that you gain his favor, he's willing to help you out.

So he's not a complete idiot. Despite a few unattractive traits, he's a friend at the end of the day, and can pleasently surprise people.

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[ He has a habit of throwing a ball against a wall or pacing back and forth to give himself something to do. He can't stand just staying in one place for too long. Also, once he starts something, he prefers to finish. ]

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ Although he prefers close combat with either his hands or a knife, his weapon of choice would have to be an assault rifle. ]






- f a m i l y :
[ this information is classified. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ [bleh. I was too lazy to shorten it, so feel free to just read the following words; spain. moved to america. dad dies. leaves home. breaks into homes. almost caught. leaves state. CIA finds him. ] Adrián was born in Seville, Spain, to two hard working parents. His older brother was responsible for taking care of him while his parents worked most of the day. Despite being four years older, the two were still close to each other. That is, until his mother left his dad. As Adrián would later find out, his mother's expensive taste had put the family in a financial crisis. Before she could reduce them to a poverty stricken mess, his dad decided to lay down the law. All Adrián remembers of his last day in Spain was his parents arguing, and them his dad slapping his mom in the face. Now, his dad had never been an abusive man. He always saw his parents acting like a loving couple. But maybe he just hadn't paid enough attention back then. As soon as he struck her, his mom went upstairs and packed her things, taking off in her car without a goodbye.

Ready to pick up and move on, Adrián's dad packed everything up and moved his two sons to Brownsville, Texas. About as south as you could get without crossing the border, it was over ninety percent Hispanic, and the only thing that didn't feel alien to him was the fact that people spoke Spanish. Adrián wasn't too into the dusty city, but he didn't have to worry. His dad thought the city would feel familiar to his sons, but decided comfort would have to wait. He needed to move to a better place in order to get a better job. About a month later, they moved to Frisco, Texas, and his dad found a good job at AMX. Things were looking up for his dad. Too bad Adrián couldn't say the same. Thrown into first grade without a lick of English, he was constantly being pulled in and out of class, and couldn't understand anybody. Frisco was a city officially, but people still raised cattle and grew crops right next to the school. As opposed to the slow pace of Brownsville, it was a change going to Frisco.

But as he got older, things got easier in school. He ended up being bilingual, making a few friends, and you really don't need to know English to pick up on sports. Adrián participated in multiple sports, but Track & Field and Cross Country were always his best. He broke records in Long Distance, and was pretty good at High Jump. Even learning different combat styles and sparring with his brother. His brother found the same success, only in Basketball. Even if things were going well in school, at home, everybody was growing apart. His dad began dating a new woman and spent extra time at work thanks to being promoted. Adrián and his brother had went their separate ways when things started looking up in their social life, and he had already moved out when Adrián became a freshman. Still, when his brother packed up to leave for college, they all hung out for a little while.

Then one day his dad never came home. Apparently he got drunk and drove into another vehicle after his girlfriend broke up with him. Not interested in being told where to go, Adrián just took off. He knew how to defend himself, and had known plenty of friends who moved out or ran off to live on the streets. In a few hours he'd already joined up with a few guys and for almost a year they lived on the streets. They'd even made a name for themselves in his local city by breaking into houses, taking money, the usual things. However, when one mistake got them surrounded by cops, Adrián and one friend managed to slip out. Soon after they parted ways and Adrián was picked up by the Academy a month or so after. ]

- o t h e r
[ anything else here ]

[abandoned.]

{Sitting On The Pavement}{ Beach Days } { Skater Girl } { My Odd Relaxation }

- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Lidia Essence Vanderbilt ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ Liddy: Childhood friends are perhaps the only ones allowed to call the girl this.
Essence: Once you are aquainted enough with her, this is what you may call her, if you choose.
Other than that, all strangers and adults know her simply as Lidia. ]

- g e n d e r :
[ "I'm a female, moron." ]

- a g e :
[ "Oh, looky. I'm a year from graduating. Can you guess? That's right, I'm ninteen." ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Lidia tends to like dabbling in a little bit of everything. She likes hand to hand combating, but she probably loves being a sniper more. Yes, this girl can shoot from long distances and be very stealthy when she wants to be, which is almost all the time. She's excellent at staying concealed and likes to think of it as a game of hide and seek. Occasionally, she likes dabbling a bit in the poision department, though she normally steers clear from that, since its like murder to her...even if the person deserves it. Whatever it is needed of her, she doesn't mind trying it and gaining some experience in the field. She likes being...well, she prefers not having her abilities limited. She could work alone and not have a single issue with it. ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ feet ; inches ] :
[ 5 feet; 6 inches ]

- hair color:
[ Liddy has, well..blonde hair. There's nothing all that special about it. Some people would question if she's a natural blonde, but believe me, she is, despite her dark roots. Her hair is naturally straight, which in her opinion, isn't all that special. It falls to about her mid-shoulders, if not a little lower. ]

- eye color:
[ Lidia's eyes are probably the thing that would set you off and intimidate you immediately. They are, in my opinion, her best feature. They're a shade of grey that kind of makes them look like their always...stormy, if that makes sense. Her eyes, however, normally hold a cold sort of look in them, which just adds to her intimidating and unfriendly effect. ]

- skin tone :
[ Essence has a somewhat fair skin tone, going more towards a light tan, if you will. Of course, like all natural teenagers and all human beings, the girl does get a few blemishes here and there. She's not immune to them, you know. No one can escape the pimples and zits and whatnot that happens during your teenage years. She just goes through great lengths to hide them. ]

- bodily build
[ Lidia's body build is actually pretty slender. She's not like some of the girls who like to excercise to the point that they have their own six-pack and huge biceps. She's completely fine with being the way she is. Her body build allows her to be quick and agile when she needs to be and even though she doesn't appear to have any power, she can pack a punch if she needs to. ]

- body modifications
[ None ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ "Romantic interest? I'm sorry, but I don't quite believe in love--or relationships for that matter." The very thing this girl just said is absolutely true. So, I can't really say much in this category. I can't tell you what she likes, what she doesn't like, what she wants and what she doesn't. The girl doesn't think about her knight in shining armor at all. It's just how she is. If you really want her to change her viewpoint on love...well, I wish you good luck. She simply doesn't believe in love or any sort of relationships, for reasons she will never explain, even if you tortured her. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ Hopefully she'll be a solo, considering she's not a people person ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[ Many people don't see the true Lidia. The sweet, innocent little girl who loved being called Liddy when she was younger. The one who cared deeply for everybody she met and befriended. But over the years, she's pushed that side of herself back and instead puts on a disguise. Instead of being like she was when she was younger, Lidia shows a hardened exterior.

What might that hardened exterior be? Well, for one, Lidia can be a bit...short-tempered. Many people call her a hothead because of her quick ability to be angered over the smallest things. For instance, if she's called Liddy, she's quick to strike in whatever way she finds suitable.

Lidia also has a rather sharp and quick tongue and can be quite sarcastic sometimes. Say something to anger her, she'll come up with a sharp retort to cover up her actual feelings. But sometimes, she won't have something to say back to you, and will instead remain silent.

If you get past all that and through her hard and rough exterior, to what really counts, then you'll find you'll like her a lot more..unless you're into the hard and rough type. Anyways, what you'll find is a girl who is incredibly sweet and kind and actually cares for the people around her. That will never change about her. Just, take the time to get to know her and take down her brick wall one by one, until you uncover her, the real Lidia Essence Vanderbilt.

More than likely to add/change this up a little. Later on though.]

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[Lidia doesn't have too many quirks or habits that she notices. Then again, no one does notice them, right?

frustration When she gets frustrated, Lidia often needs something to take it out on. Even banging her head against a wall multiple times helps, as odd as it sounds. Don't worry though, she usually finds something to punch or throw instead, though there are the occassional headbanging sessions.

worried/anxious When she gets this way, you can see her chewing her bottom lip slightly or messing with something to keep her mind off of it. If she's extremely worried, however, you'll find her pacing the length of a room several times, nonstop.

daydreaming Yes, you can find her lost in thought quite often. It's normally about her past, back when she was between the ages of four and six. She refuses to let herself remember anything from when she was seven years old, and it's not like she can really remember much from younger than four years old.]

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[Considering the fact that Lidia likes being a sniper, it makes sense that she'd have a weapon fitting her ability. Of course, not every mission needs a sniper, so during the missions that she doesn't need her sniper rifel, she'll pack a few daggers and throwing knives and stars on her, and maybe a few poison dipped things.]






- f a m i l y :
[James Louis Vanderbilt ;; father ;; James Louis Vanderbilt was a wonderful man, husband, and father. At least, that was the way Lidia and his family saw him. Of course, not everyone likes a person. But, that's besides the point. He was quite a successful buisnessman, but didn't need to travel as much as others did. Well, he did, before Liddy was born, but as soon as his daughter was born, he requested that he not be sent on any across the world trips, so he didn't have to miss anything from her life. The man loved showering his only child with attention and love and was really kind, yet protective over her. Someone hurt her, even if it were her feelings, he'd go after them, a fact that was actually quite embarrasing to Lidia, even at a young age.

Patricia Mary Vanderbilt ;; mother ;; Patricia Mary Vanderbilt was a really kind, really well...motherly mother. She was a teacher, but took a few years off after her daughter was born so she could look after her, not believing in daycares or babysitters. As soon as Lidia was nearing the age of five years old, Patricia started looking for work in a school where her daughter could be enrolled in as well and soon enough found a place. Patricia, Lidia and James were inseperable.

Carol Ruth Vanderbilt & Robert Thomas Vanderbilt ;; aunt & uncle ;; After the tragic thing that happened to Lidia's parents when she was seven years old, these two became her guardians, her caretakers. Considering the fact that they only visited during the holidays and she only got to live with them for a few months, there's not much to say about these two, except that they had no children. One was a nurse and the other was a doctor, leaving hardly any time at all for a child of their own. But, despite that, they both took part-time shifts so they could look after their young niece in her time of need.

Andrew Scott Vanderbilt ;; the evil uncle ;; Lidia despises this man after what she saw him do to her parents. It took a long time for the police to catch him, despite her saying that he was the culprit, the whole reason that they were no longer in her life, no longer on the face of the planet. She had actually liked him...he'd been her favorite uncle...but instead he had turned out to be a monster. No one knows why he did what he did to her parents though. Lidia doesn't want to know. She just wants him off the face of the planet and no longer considers him a family member and will not mention him at all. Anyone who does will be sorry.]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[Firstly, let's just say, Lidia's past isn't known to anyone, but the government. If she could, she would make them forget about it too. There's just nothing she can do about it, though. They have her files and it's going to stay that way. It's not like you can make them forget.

Liddy's life was, in the eyes of a seven year old, perfect. She had two loving parents that would go to the ends of the earth to ensure that she was safe and secure. Most kids her age had only one. They either had a mother or a father and that was it.

Of course, they were snatched away from her one day, in a blink of an eye. It was during the holidays, winter break. A few of her family members, mainly from her dad's side, had come to spend a few days with them at their house, each sleeping in a guest room, her parents sleeping out on the couch. Out of everyone who had come for the holidays, her Uncle Andrew stayed the longest. Of course, she loved this and was completely fine with it all. He was, after all, her favorite uncle in the whole wide world, ya know?

That too changed that very night. It had been the middle of the night and something had woken Liddy up. She'd decided that a glass of water would help put her back to sleep and set on her short journey to the kitchen. When she first passed her parents' room, she didn't take notice of anything. However, on her way back to her room, with her glass of water in hand, she did notice something. The wall across her parents' rooms were displaying shadows, not just her's. It's arms and legs were flailing about, hitting a somebody over the head. Out of innocent curiousity, the seven-year-old girl peered into her parents' room, and saw her parents' lifeless forms on the bed, her Uncle Andrew standing at one side of the bed.

Having witnessed that, she hadn't know what to do, hadn't realized the gasp she'd let out, her eyes having gone wide, before her uncle turned around, causing her to drop the glass of water and to flee into her room, locking the door, before she went and hid inside of her closet.

A few hours later, you could hear police sirens and footsteps walking throughout her house. Eventually, her doorknob was rattled, and when she didn't answer the voice on the other side, they'd had no choice but to kick it in. She ended up being taken to her Aunt Patricia and Uncle Robert. No one ever did tell her how her uncle had murdered them, but she's pretty sure she wanted to keep it that way.]

- o t h e r
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- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Zero Void Knight ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ He does not own any nicknames due to the shortness of his first, middle, and last name. So, sadly no nicknames, though for calling him he doesn't mind his first of last name begin called out, and he also likes to be called Mastermind at times during a mission as well to hide his real name. ]

- g e n d e r :
[ male ]

- a g e :
[ eighteen years old ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Coding/Tactics/Research/Hacking. If you think you can hack a system in a hour or so, well say hello to Zero who can hack a system in a ten seconds for so. Zero himself has developed a program that took him since freshman year to develop in his studies, but now it enables him to hack things in less than 10 seconds because the program does it for him (unless there is an odd error or something the program has never encountered before that blocks it). The program itself does hack into the main center core of the system, and with that hacking into a system is a minor part of his skill. Once he's hacked into it, usually has to go through the system to find the cameras and adjust, and to find the alarms to disable them without security computers being informed ect., yet for him thats the hardest part of the job. It might seem like a hard skill to master, but with Zero's mind he can handle it.
Also the program details: System is very complex, and built from data of many years. The system itself as a memory, and does talk to its controller from headset, and glasses with screens of data. Not large, but enough to be with him all the time. Its name is M(mini)I(information)C(computer)S (software} and full is Mics, for short, talks in a guy's voice as well. ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ feet ; inches ] :
[ Five feet, seven inches. ]

- hair color:
[ He owns a natural tone of raven-black hair. The length is short which is two his shoulders, and lightly touches the bones with the ends. The feel of his hair is naturally very soft, lush, and sometimes under the outer layer can be lightly curly behide his head. He does not wear pony-tails, or dye his hair at all, and usually under the light you might even see a few strands where a bit of the color is green when light touches it. ]

- eye color:
[ Sea-blue eye color. As if staring into the depths of a raging sea, or a wave, his eyes are the color of the sea. Either it from the nice calm blue, or the roaring ocean it seems all could be found in his eyes. Light does affect the color slightly, and that's the reason for his dark blue, or light blue at times. ]

- skin tone :
[ He has pale skin. ]

- bodily build
[ His body build is thin, yet muscular on his arms and legs due to his usual movements with his body. He is not very muscular, but a good look at him is easily answered that he his is not a thin little boy. His weight is about 135 pounds. ]

- body modifications
[ His tattoo which is located on his upper arm, near his shoulder is a dragon tattoo design. The height is only five inches in height, and three or so in width. The design itself is a red dragon claw with two small black wings connected closely to the claw's right side. It's not a big design, but it is noticed with some clothing he wears. ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ Reason is he does not think much about love. Love to him is nothing but a weakness against himself so he usually not the kind of guy who would love another till I have seen the person inside and out. Though if you ever do break though his shell of a cold outer skin, the inside is well soft fluffy like a marshmallow. Inside the creamy filling is his sweet caring side that gives away to show his deeper personality of thought, mind, and a sweet taste anyone could love. Even with friendships, even with a girl he likes he truly only tends to show this more deep down side later when it wouldn't be a certain like comrade friendship, or a sister like one as well. Though, to sum this up, Zero is very hard on the outside like a stone waiting to be chipped away, and then once opened is like a soft piece of marshmallow or candy that is pretty as well as sweet. Although, don't think for anyone out there that he breaks down easily. This boy has had thought's driven that love is a weakness, and it's nothing but a different path. Though, for a plus up on the idea of love, Zero does tend to show a want to girls who act like their normal ways, and are very understanding as well. Other then that, he does not show much want when you first meet him. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ Rose-Marie O'Donnell.-> Form ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[ -Joker-To start off, Zero's personality is a bit of a joker. With a joker-like side, it seems nothing is serious with him aside from missions. If your alone with him, and off a job it seems he is non-stop with jokes, and his crazy thoughts that come into his head. Also, he does smile often. Though, it seems to usually be a fake smile that usually coming from Zero yet rarely do you see a true smile that forms on his lips. With this side to him, he is crazy, joker-like, and an interesting boy for anyone who might meet him.
-Slightly Insane-With a crazy joker like I mentioned above, it's a bit more dangerous when he slightly insane as well. Some might ask is there a difference in the two? Yes, and for Zero its easy to tell. Zero has his joker side, and his insane side that can be noticed in many ways of his personality. It could be losing his mind, or chuckling at a random thought in his head, yet you won't know with his joker side. Though, with this side it might be easy to tell if he was a bit crazy, but only insane a bit from normal.
-Wise-Aside from his off mission side, there is times when even with his joker, and slightly insane types are not active. This is when he becomes a wise boy, even with it as well. Zero is a very wise child, where he grew up with many learnings and teachings of his grade, in which earned him a good amount of awards when he was younger. With his wise side, it seems he is in the game and nothing will change that. He may still be able to crack jokes, and be insane, but his mind is always on the move for well thoughts and ideas to use in battle. Yet, you may not see it, he does use this trait a lot.
-Unlover- He does not think much about love, or begin alone for his life. Love to him is nothing but a weakness against himself so he usually not the kind of guy who would love another. He might be changed in time, but even with his thoughts of love inside his head its hard to tell if he might change in time.
Seen on Outside as Cold-With safe guarding his heart he can seen hard or cold to others who don't know him. It's hard for Zero, but he can be cold and dangerous to people he doesn't know which gives him the feeling cold shoulder. If you see him he is cold like normal form his past as well as his looks, but this is just one.

-Other side-
Hero- He will always be the first to throw himself in front of a knife to save another even at the cost of his own life. Zero never knew why he has this in rare moments, but ever time someone was in danger, like a comrade, he couldn't help to save them against his own self no matter the cost to himself.
Brave-Even with his hero trait, Zero is a very brave person. He is not afraid of any fights, or of pain if he must take it. He is not afraid of any anyone no matter the pain he might have to get after that, but he is feared of death that must end all so that's one thing he fears. He also fears hurting someone he loves as well or falling in love, but even with this fear everyday he pushes though each day to have courage to face the next day. Even in the crazy mood he has often he can get he will be brave to stand in front another even if they hurt him. He is just that way.
Unable to Give up-No matter the odds Zero would be unable to give up no matter the cost against him. The fight could be tough to him, but with this he would not give up even when he knows he might lose. He knows he earned this from his father who always fought instead of backed down, but for him its useful to him in hard tough battles of even everyday life. He will never back down from something he would lose, no matter the cost.
Inside Caring-Deep down on the inside of his cold shell he does care deeply for people close to him to get past his cold exterior. Inside here he can be protective, and careful to be nice to people he cares he knows to not let them hate him. He is always afraid of hurt them, so not many get to see his caring side of this guy. Protective, watchful, caring, sweet, loving and all hidden from others. Though if you break though you will see these things show around Zero.]

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[ Zero, sadly has a small habit of jumping to quick into sometimes deadly fights without a wise thought. Seeming to be considered a child at those times, it has been very easy for Zero to play with fate against his usual jobs he must do. He has that habit along with another of laughing before an attack. Some might say he is insane, crazy, or in need a head check, but before he attacks Zero loves to always laugh in the face of his opponents. He can't help himself, and even if it does affect his stealth at times he usual always does it as a long ago habit. ]

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ Hand-gun, and the image is the one he uses. He also does hand-to-hand combat when he is without his gun.]






- f a m i l y :
[ this information is classified. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ When Zero was born into a home with a brother, mother, and father, he knew as a thought then life was going to be good when he was younger. Yet, he was wrong. He had a nice family who bought him toys, gifts, and presents year-round, and enjoyed to play with him as he grew up with many hours of laughing and joyful moments. Though when he was only two years old, Zero and his older brother Rex were diagnosed with a small case of ADHD from birth, yet his parents didn't worry much at their sons health at the moment with all the rest of the problems going on in the world. Years passed, and his brother Rex and him began to grow with raven-black hair, and eyes of either silver blue or sea blue, and at the same time both Zero and Rex grew more ill and sick. Noticing this, both of his parents sought to get help to save both of their sons. Yet, with money growing slim along the years only one could be saved with the medication and treatment to keep from death. Rex in secret told Zero to take it, and not him so as a younger brother Zero did as told. As Zero hit the age of five with the medication that Rex asked him to take besides his own his brother suddenly died of a heart attack at his age, and everyone in the small home was devastated over the loss Rex and mad at Zero's secret when they found out. With Rex gone, his father began to grow much more different from before with his loving, caring way towards his child due to either an untold secret, or Rex's death. Zero didn't know, but each day his father grew ruthless, mean, strict, watchful, and fulled with unknown emotions towards his only son that was left. Against his all tries, Zero could never avoid each day his father would come home to yell at him, curse, or at times when he fell asleep that he was dead instead of Rex. One day, when his father returned home he was in a mad furious rage at his job lost at the company he worked. Zero hid in his room as the a scream echoed out from the living room, and without thinking much of it he left his house though his bedroom window at the young age of eight.
During his first year on the street, Zero easy got picked on by gangs, thugs, and other people older than him who lived on the street. One day, in the middle of eight years of age Zero was thin, small, and digging though the trash behide a restaurant when a mean thug like man creeped up into the small back light of the restaurant with an old leather jacket, ripped blue jeans, and smiled softly at Zero. Zero didn't know he was, but ready to fight if need be. Yet instead of a fight he told Zero that if he wanted to live longer that he could teach him to live on the street, fight, and in return, when he was finished with Zero he must do a favor when asked of the man who was known as Mad Dog. Mad Dog and Zero where good in a few weeks once Zero started to trust Mad with things of his past, and what he planned before as a future. They learned skills, trained with found dumpster guns, and fought of any gangs they came across. They even began to learn of the name Blackstar among the street-rats like Zero, many of which have been disapearing in many usually known areas. Yet, it wasn't cared about with Zero or mad Dog, they only looked out for each other so the news was nothing to worry about. A day when Zero was about fifteen or so with Mad Dog growing old or age in his late 50's or so, Zero was approached on the sidewalk of an alley by a strange man with a gleam in his eyes and a black and white suit as though a professional worker of money. He stopped in front of Zero's walk, and forced his mean glare down on the boy with his colorless eyes beaming into his soul. "What do you want?" Zero asked madly, and forced not to speak out more with the man staring at him. "Are you alone?" he asked with a glance around Zero as if looking for his parents. "Yea, so?" he replied. The man grinned, and with a handful of his front white shirt he dragged Zero back into a nearby shadow of a street corner before pushing him against the wall. "Let me go!" Zero spoke madly at the man before lifting his fist to try the punch him, yet the man easily lifted his hand to grab his fist before it could make contact. "Listen to me, you're going to become a member of a secret organization, because we know of your med's you take. You steal money all the time even from tip jar's to pay to keep you alive. Yet, police could have locked you up for that crimes. So rat," he spoke dryly in his face with a smile. "Either you join, or be locked up. Your pick," he spoke. Nothing more to say then he joined straight in. ]

- o t h e r
[ Has a slight ADHD. With this disorder Zero has problems that most deal with himself. This include mood swings often, daydreaming, conversations, and expressing feelings. He is not good with dealing with these problems, and usual to keep him normal Zero normally does the following to keep in sane. Grabbing a book to read, drawing, eating, or training with his gun. Those do help, but not all the time do they calm down Zero. ]

[.finished.]

[Caskett]

Done!

- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Adeline Grace Hitchcock ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ Addie, which she nicknamed herself as a child-Adeline was much too hard to pronounce. Nowadays, she's fine with either name, but close friends are usually the only ones who call her Addie. ]

- g e n d e r :
[ Female. ]

- a g e :
[ Eighteen ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Knife fighting. Adeline prefers to use long knives, such as daggers or boot knives, to shorter knives, such as switchblades, but she can handle any knife in combat and usually win. She likes to have at least one knife with her at all times; being without them is like being without clothing. ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height [ 5 ; 3 ] :
[ Sometimes, Adeline wishes she was taller, so that people would respect her more and not look down on her. Part of the reason she took up knife fighting was so that she could feel powerful despite her height. ]

- hair color: Brown
[ Adeline's hair is brown, slightly darker than just plain brown, slightly lighter than dark brown. Playing with it is one of her hobbies; she has a closet-full of hair products, straighteners and curlers of different barrel sizes, cremes and gels, that she experiments with on a regular basis. Naturally, it is wavy and curls at the bottom, though it tends to frizz if she doesn't put something on it. [i] ]

- eye color:Stormy blue, almost gray.
[ [i]Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. Adeline is neutral about her eyes. They aren't pretty, she thinks, nor are they ugly. ]

- skin tone : Pale
[ Adeline has pale, Irish skin, which frustratingly never tans but always burns. Extra sunscreen is a must for her. ]

- bodily build
[ Of typical build, she's neither skinny nor pudgy, muscled nor particularly weak. She's strongest in her arms, from using the knives, next in her core. Because of her height, she doesn't weigh very much; in fights she is liable to be knocked down. ]

- body modifications
[ Adeline has no piercings, not even her ears. When she was little, she begged and begged her mother to let her get them pierced, but never prevailed. It seems rather irrelevant to her now, so they have remained that way. As for tattoos, in the place where her stomach meets her right hip-bone, there is a blacked-in outline of a galloping horse. When she got it, Adeline was fifteen and determined to prove that she was an adult and could make her own decisions. Only about an inch from nose to flowing tail, she is glad it doesn't show in anything but a bikini.
Hers is the third from the left on the top row ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ Adeline has had a few boyfriends here and there, and recently her, well, she didn't know what he was, but he left her. The wound is still a little fresh, but if she was to be attracted to someone at school, it would be more about their personality than their appearance. Intelligence is important to her, as well as respect; guys who try to be bad, act cool, or do daredevil stunts just seem immature to her. Being down to Earth can get them far, as well as having a good sense of humor. Time is the only way you can truly get close to her, flowers and presents don't seduce her. When she knows someone inside and out, and they know her the same way, then maybe, maybe, she'll start to fall in love. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ Eli ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[

Ever since childhood, Adeline was always the shy, quiet girl, that once people got a good look at, they usually forgot, or even if they remembered, ignored. Volunteering, making the first move, other people's evaluations of her, these things make her uncomfortable, to the point of paranoia. She can't help but squirm under someone's eyes, knowing they're judging her and sizing her up, all of their focus fixed on her small frame, guessing what her next move will be or some detail about her past. Everything is better when she is in the shadows and no extra attention is being given her. Half of Adeline's mind is always on the battlefield, ready and waiting to be attacked.

To her, a very logical safety mechanism is to make herself blend in and seem as inconspicuous as possible, so that when a situation arises, no one will expect the small, shy girl sitting by herself to be so lethal.

Because of her training, and her size, Adeline tries to be alert at all times, to watch everyone and everything at once, determining friend or foe. This makes her a little awkward with people she has just met, dancing around them, testing whether she wants them as an ally and whether they'll have her as one.

When you melt down her shell, Adeline is a fairly average, at least personality-wise, teenage girl. In actuality, she is quite shy, just not as shy as she would have people believe, and her shy nature is peppered with random passions about things like horses or cats. She likes her makeup and her clothes, and around friends she is sweet and sociable, sometimes sarcastic, and a good listener. Amusing her is fairly easy. Sarcasm, irony, do anything but try to be funny and you can usually get a good laugh. Being with one person that is really close to her is more comfortable than being with a big group of casual friends.
Of course, getting friends is something entirely different. Usually, Addie waits until someone else makes the first move, like extending a hand, or offering help, in other words, any gesture, however small, that shows they mean well. She is extremely loyal, and won't back down from a potential friendship.

If you make her angry, Addie won't throw a fit. She won't storm off, or attack you with her knives, or insult you. She'll just plain leave, going to her room, or if that isn't possible, some quiet corner, where she can think and be by herself. Solitude is lonely sometimes, but when she's mad she doesn't want to make herself into any more of an idiot than she already has. Keeping her cool is a skill she's worked hard to develop. It helps in fighting as well as life, but often her attempts only get halfway, and she ends up pretending to be calm while she broods and sucks on an emotional wound until it bores her to pick and pull at it anymore.
Adeline has patience enough, but she'll hold an internal grudge, sometimes taking out her revenge in tiny doses.]

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
Because of her particular skill, Adeline will often finger a buckle or decal on her shoe, as a way to keep her fingers close to her concealed weapon.

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ Combat knife ]
Boot knife






- f a m i l y :
[ this information is classified. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ Adeline, unlike many of her fellow assassins, was born to a moderately wealthy family, two good parents, Patrick and Ruthanne Hitchcock, and a nice Californian neighborhood in which she planned to spend her life. When she was little, there were birthday parties to look forward to, playdates, summer games of "House" and "Princess." School wasn't much fun, but at least her friends were there with her. As Adeline grew older there were a few boys, popularity triumphs and pitfalls, social networks, mall trips. Middle school and high school were dramatic, as they are for anybody, but aside from a broken arm aquired while ice skating, everything was a breezy blur of happiness and safety, the typical and ideal childhood. Then, a few months following her seventeenth birthday, she took a vacation to Texas with her best friend, Mackenzie. They planned on learning to be cowgirls, riding horses and sleeping under the stars for two weeks. While on this trip, her parents flew to Delaware for a business/relaxation vacation. They wouldn't return, their plane was bombed by Tanha, unbeknownst to Adeline, which had belived there to be a CIA informant on board. This left Adeline without any relatives. Child Protective Services placed her in a local orphanage, but she couldn't stand being in with all the hopeless children, and thought she could do better on her own.At the first oppurtunity that presented itself, she escaped. Alone, in the bad part of town, everything was different than she had imagined it would be. The first day, she didn't eat anything, refusing to believe that there wasn't a better alternative to stealing. Sleeping under a bridge gave her time to think, and she realised that some of her morals may have to be compromised for survival. In the morning, she got up, walked to the market and made her first few awkward attempts at stealing food. These were embarrassing, but she got better, learned to survive. She spent a hard year on the streets, living by stealing what she could and asking for what she couldn't. Asking was fairly easy for her, she could pretend to be a homeless girl who'd lost her mind- people often spared change for that crazies, or hold a bundle of cloth to her chest to suggest a baby.
Other homeless young people came up to her sometimes, looking for a trade. One of them, a seventeen year old boy named Otto, asked to live with her for six months, in which she would teach him to steal, and he would teach her how to fight with knives. He taught her everything he knew, and she advanced quickly. They lived together from about a month after her parents' death to about a month before the CIA took her in, the arrangement extended because neither of them wanted it to end. It was awkward at first, living around someone when you had been by yourself, relying on youself, and looking out for only yourself, but eventually they settled into a comfortable routine. He was tall, blonde-haired, and talked a lot; to her when she listened, to himself when she didn't. He filled the silences in her hard life, a source of companionship in a lonely world. He told her stories aboout his family, who had to leave him when they fell on hard times, and about his narrow escapes from the police when he tried to steal things without her teachings. Cold nights under the bridge were so much better with his gentle breath to listen to, a living being right beside her, warm and comforting, protecting. They were in love, she supposed, but it didn't last. The police were wary of his stealing and asked him to leave town, if he came back he'd be under arrest. Her heart was broken, at first, but word was that he had a job, and was starting a lease on an apartment. If Adeline could be happy for him, then she could pretend to be happy for herself.
When the CIA found her, they informed her that Tanha had been the ones to kill her parents. She now has a reason to hate the organization, and a wish to avenge her parents, anything to hurt those people makes her one step closer to her goal.]

- o t h e r
[ Nope]

[Maple.]

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- the b a s i c s

- N a m e :
[ Elijah Smith. Elijah itself translates into “My God is Jenovah” in Jewish. Smith means “Smithing” or “Smite”. It is the most popular name in the UK and US; a 1:100 people ratio.  ]

- n i c k n a m e s [if any ] :
[ Eli ... Isn't that a tad obvious? ]

- g e n d e r :
[ Eli is male. ]

- a g e :
[ Eighteen and two sixths. He can be very literal, just for kicks. He was born on December Eleventh, making him a Sagittarius. ]

- s p e c i a l t y
[ Eli excels at sniping, cars, and close range firearms. He isn't the greatest with hand to hand, but he can get out alive. ]

- p h y s i c a l a p p e a r a n c e

- height
[ Five feet ; Eleven inches ]

- hair color:
[ Eli was blessed [he thinks] with a luscious head of tawny brown hair. ]

- eye color
[ This Boy was born with dark, and mesmerizing hazel eyes. In the center, there lies a golden ring around his pupil. When he becomes upset, the gold dialates and takes over his entire eye. ]

- skin tone
[ "Human Color," is what he stated when asked. "I'm human colored." In other words, he isn't supporting lime-green hands and orange feet. He has a tan more on his lower arms and calves, because of the shirt and pants length he tends to wear. On his shoulders, back, upper legs, and chest, he's rather pale, just because he isn't the type to go flashing the public, screaming "LOOK AT MY ABS!" That's just not Eli. ]

- bodily build
[ He's a lean, green, killing machine! Well, okay. Not green. But the other two are accurate! Eli is a lot more muscly on his upper arms than most, because holding a heavy gun and aiming it, seeking perfection, isn't exactly like lifting a kitten and pointing it at something. No, it requires hard, and relatively difficult work. To improve on his aim, he started lifting weights so that a ten or so pound gun wouldn't seem like an gold shovel. He has pretty interesting legs, also. Interesting, I say, because he isn't flimsy, and unable to run, but he isn't exactly Cat-Woman, and able to continue for days and days, jumping from roof to roof. He is human, even if he is good with guns. ]

- body modifications
[ Eli has a simple tattoo of a bird on his right wrist. It symbolizes his smallest sister, Hope. ]

- l o v e a n d o t h e r d r u g s

- r o m a n t i c i n t e r e s t

[ Eli himself is bisexual. He has no problem with full on Homosexuals, or Heterosexuals. He is attracted to both the male and female genders. ]

- p a r t n e r

[ Adeline. Adeline Hitchcock ]

- e n r i c h i n g - i n f o r m a t i o n

- p e r s o n a l i t y:
[ Elijah is a particular person. He likes things his way, but can be convinced to do otherwise. Being raised by run-outs was rather difficult, but it taught him how to survive. He learned that his way is the best for him, so he needs to depend on him and only him. Eli can ask for help once in a blue moon, but only if he has no clue about what he's doing. He can be very independent, so working with a partner can be a hassle to him, but, as with everything, practice makes perfect. He may also be very impatient for things like missions and assignments to be handed out, but when it comes to his trades, he will take hours and hours and hours to get it perfect. Things such as mistakes and accidents don't sit we'll with him, especially if it was him who screwed up. He has little room for patience, and is often criticized for being an unrealistic perfectionist. This boy has a tendency to be untrusting towards anybody he doesn't know, but the second you mention that you like his gun or you understand a car, he will consider talking and getting to know you, and might possibly ask you questions if you know something he doesn't. Learning how to do something correctly has always been his forté. Self-teaching works good also, but he does like to get help if it means he can do better. He enjoys code-words, which many view as strange, but he hates to use them unless instructed by his squad. They're necessary on missions, but sadly, he only likes to do necessary things when those necessary things are, well, necessary. Many people find Eli rough and rather rude, but that's just because he doesn't like you. He is very picky about he people he associates himself with, and if you fit the mold of a liar and a cheat, he may never get along. Too many people in his life have fit this ideal, and those people let him down and over all, murdered his chance at life. If you enjoy killing for pleasure, he wouldn't be able to stand you. He will kill, but only if it's for the good of mankind. He absolutely hates the idea of "A killing Spree". Those people, to him at least, are too blood-hungry. Elijah knows there are too many people like that in society, and we don't need any more. He can be upfront, or sneaky about his opinions on you. If he really can't sand you, and would just prefer to skip pleasantries, he will offend you up-front. If you're okay with each other, he may be sneaky, and fake about you to your face. He doesn't believe that confrontation is the answer to everything, but neither is hiding behind a veil of lies. Eli values honesty above all other traits. Being honest may lead to rudeness, but that's something he can handle. Liars, cheats, and scoundrels are what ruined his life, so obviously, he hates them. One of the worst things you could do to him is lie, and then try to back-track. He may forgive you if you own up to a lie, but back-tracking? You've just lost Eli. Deep down, although he hates to admit it, Elijah Smith is a kind and loving soul, who has a few trust issues. Get to know him, and don't be a jerk. 

At least to his face.  ]

- q u i r k s / h a b i t s
[ Eli has a single quirk; doors must be locked if he's sleeping in a room with them. If he doesn't have doors, he must sleep with his arm over his eyes. He has this psychological thought that says "If I can't see you, you can't see me!" This most likely has something to do with the death of Hope, Faith, and Destiny. ]

- w e a p o n o f c h o i c e [if any ]
[ Eli has taken a particular liking to the SG 500 Sniper, and the ever-easy to conceal revolver. When he doesn't care about entrances and stealth, he uses an AK-47. ]






- f a m i l y :
[ Elijah's family consists of his three deceased sisters, Hope, Faith, and Destiny. His parents walked out on him and his siblings when he was sixteen, and the triplets were seven. ]

- b r i e f h i s t o r y :
[ Elijah was born. He was raised. Definitely not in a happy summer haze. Growing up was fantastic. He had loving, adoring parents, and they were gifted with him. His mom was supposed to be sterile, so Eli was a blessing from their God. They coddled and loved and hugged and kissed and read stories to every night. Them his parents wanted more. More children to get more money from the state. They were then given triplets, which they promptly named Faith, Destiny, and Hope. Little Faith was a trouble child from the start. She was always running from things and getting into the cleaning cabinets and all of the little places that shouldn't be gotten into. Destiny was the calm, easy-going girl; the one you could tell to stay put for an hour and when you came back, she would be staring at you, she wouldn't've moved from her spot on the floor. Now that we've met Destiny and Faith, let's learn about Hope. Hope was the sick little money waster [according to their parents]. Eli, being the cutesy little boy with a gigantic heart, and a soft spot for the sick and weakened, took care of the sick girl. He would stay up late nights instead of his parents so they could to to their low-wage jobs. He got into a routine of teaching himself how to read and write, and then would teach the girls as he went. The girls slowly began to accept him as their father instead of their actual father. Eli and the girls' real Mom and Dad began to notice this. Whenever they would call them to dinner, the girls would object. As soon as Eli told them to go get dinner, they would go without objection. This provoked many, many screaming fights, but they would never physically harm their son. One afternoon, his parents never came back. They'd had an argument just the night previous, and Elijah was wracked with guilt. His last words to them weren't even I love you. Just "I'm going to bed. See you later." they later sent a post-card from a far-away location saying "We hate you. Take care of our daughters! With love, mummy and daddy." Enfuriated, Elijah went to bed in the room next to the girls, and fell asleep in a haze of anger. By now, Eli is only thirteen. In the dead of night, he jolted awake; his sisters were screaming. Eli, panicked beyond logical thought, raced into the room to find a man. The man kidnapped Destiny and Faith [the healthiest children] and left Hope on the bed with a knife jutting painfully from her stomach. Elijah held her hand as she passed, and cradled her cold body as the night turned to dawn. By eight or so, when he was willing to let her go, he called the police. They took what seemed like eons. As the police arrived, he discussed with the Chief what happened, and the Chief swore that he would find his remaining sister's. And sadly, the Chief did; they just weren't alive. His sisters' bodies were found in a canal. He refuses to go into details, but he had no income. He lost the house and all reason to live. As he wandered the streets for the sixth week, he was approached by a kind man, who offered him a life in exchange for another life. Eli was curious. He agreed, and went with the man. Eli was told what he meant. Tanha's secret was exposed, and Elijah realized he was roped in, wether he liked it or not. The man explained about how he would "Die." Eli would be killed by the same man; the man that killed his sisters. It would be said that the man kidnapped Eli, and disposed of the body a much craftier way. Eli was then taken to this mysterious place. To earn his way into a new life.  ]

- o t h e r
[ Not that he knows of. ]

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