[b]Name:[/b] Tzofia Meier

[b]Age:[/b] 26

[b]Appearance: [/b]
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Short raven black hair is pulled tightly into a short ponytail, hidden under a dirtied scarlet beret. Her hardened brown eyes are hidden under a pair of sunglasses. Whipcord hard muscles coil tightly under skin marred by a life of fighting, and not having showered in... weeks? months? Her facial features are typical for a Hebrew woman, but are concealed under a black shemagh with only her nose poking out.

[b]Weapons: [/b][list]
[*] Glock 21 and .45 ACP ammunition.
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[*] S&W M&P R8 and .357 Magnum ammunition
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[*] Military grade tomahawk, razor sharp.
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[b]Gear:[/b] [list]
[*] Two full 2 liter canteens.
[*] Lighter
[*] Swiss army knife
[*] Crowbar
[*] Gerber tool
[*] Mission directives, a map, phone numbers, addresses, and the suicide note of the last of her unit.
[*] Gas mask
[*] MREs, food and water salvaged from various stores
[*] First aid kit, an extra roll of gauze, and an extra bottle of isopropyl alcohol
[*] Handheld radio
[*] Rucksack to carry it all in
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[b]Personality:[/b] Tzofia is clearly an intelligent individual, able to formulate plans of action on the fly to adapt to any situation as well as perform advanced mathematics in her head. She has a confident demeanor that more than explains her history of bold actions- albeit successful ones. She's definitely approachable, but not what one might term [i]amiable[/i], with a past full of violence leaving its mark. 

She speaks in a forceful and direct manner, used to shouting over the din of combat and arguments over where to eat, which is louder is still up for debate. Other people -or at least non hostile ones- are a rarity these days, and she has been on constant lookout for other survivors, what for she's not sure- maybe to find a way out of this godforsaken city, maybe just so she doesn't die alone, but preferably finding a way out. 


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Intelligent and confident, Tzofia could've been an engineer or a scientist, maybe even a doctor. Her life had been on track to receive a degree in mechanical engineering- one which took a sudden turn as Israel came under concerted attack from its neighboring countries once more. Tzofia wasted no time in abandoning her university career and enlisting in the IDF, quickly rising the the position of Rav Seren -or Major- and commanding the unit she was assigned with courage that earned her several commendations. Her most notable achievement was also the one that lead to her medical discharge- comandeering a tank and leading a suicide charge that somehow managed to break the enemy line. Maybe it was the tank thundering towards them, maybe it was the woman in the tank screaming bloody murder, or maybe it was simply the sudden volume of fire, but the enemy line retreated. Rav Seren Tzofia Meier was seriously wounded in the action and had to be medevaced for internal bleeding and shock.

She received her medical discharge on the same day she received her Medal of Valor. She was only twenty five.

Bitter over being discharged and her injuries, Tzofia made her way to the United States to seek medical care her own government hadn't been willing to provide, managing a rapid recovery despite her doctor's hesitance about her ever being in fighting condition again.

Strapped for money but once more in prime fighting condition, Tzofia approached various private military contractors, seeking employment. Most turned her down for various reasons. One accepted her application, a relatively new company by the name of Magnum Security Corp, and she began the second chapter of her life as a private soldier. It was a... different experience from the actual military, what with being legally bound to primarily support and defensive roles, but it was one she excelled in. 

Then the infection happened. 

Magnum Security was contracted by the military to provide logistical support and reinforce defensive positions against the undead, which went somewhat well for a short time before almost an entire city's worth of infected simply overwhelmed them. She watched as, one by one, her unit was killed and/or turned, often having to put them down herself. The last survivor aside from herself committed suicide not long after the preceding death that had left them alone, leaving her alone in a boarded up building with a corpse, his suicide note, and a city of infected all on all sides.
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