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[b][u][i]Name:[/b][/u][/I]
Alexandria "Alex" Whyte 
[b][I][u]Alias:[/I][/b][/u]
"Ghost"
[b][I][u]Age:[/I][/b][/u]
25
[I][b][u]Personality:[/b][/I][/u]
Happy, Bubbly, Helpful.

Those are generally words to describe Alex and they're right, she's an all around friendly person more then willing to go out of her way to help others, some times a little too much and a bit naive. She finds herself being taken advantage of from time to time but tends to shake it off determined to see the bright side in life and tries to help others see it that way as well. 

Alex is fiercely protective of those she calls friends hating to see them be put in harm's way or for someone else use them for their own personal gain, she sometimes has a short temper and a sharp tongue but tends to refrain from lashing out at others rather taking all her stress and releasing it in the form of a bullet out of a gun, sometimes spending hours in the shooting range emptying clip after clip into the paper dummy until she's calm enough to return to the public world happy and cheerful as always.

 Always looking for new friends or a new way to help someone out Alexandria has a habit of getting herself in trouble or sticking her nose were it doesn't belong, often getting more involved then she should in matters that don't concern her, but her stubbornness and pride makes her see it all the way to the end, a trait her father said she gained from her mother.

[b][I][u]Skills:[/b][/I][/u]

Growing up around guns and weapons Alexandria has various degrees of skill in gun handling and maintenance, lacking in some areas when it comes to close range shooting focusing more on long range and sniping. Spending years in competitions and her families shooting range she's use to spotting and relaying information to and from gunners and operators giving her a good skill set in communication as well.

[B][I][u]Gear/Equipment/Weapons:[/I][/b][/u]
[List]
[*]An SV98 Sniper Rifle:[/*]
[Indent]Ambidextrous Bolt action rifle designed to neutralize targets up to a range of 1000 meters. An older model of a modernized sniper rifle, Alex prefers to use it for the versatility in design for optical system configurations giving her a better range of modes and options with shooting it.[/indent]

[*]Two Beretta 87 Target: .22 LR[/*]
[Indent] Fast and tactical, Alex keeps a twin set of them on her at all times generally kept in holsters on her hips, they're practical, and extremely easy to mode the optics on the rail, they also stand upright making it a lot easier and quicker for to get to in fire if need be.[/indent]

[*]Standard Issue Tanto Ka-Bar[/*]
[Indent] A basic blade Alex keeps on her person in case she slips up and let's someone get in close range on her, besides that she generally only uses it help with simple maintenance and cleaning chores.[/indent]
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[B][I][u]Bio:[/b][/u][/I]
The only child of a gun fanatic and war veteran, Alexandria has spent her whole life since birth surrounded by the smell of iron and gun smoke. Her father said she wouldn't play with normal toys instead wanted to play with the tools and gun parts on his work table, enthralled by the shiny metal pieces. 

Some would say it was sign a telling of what would come, her mother tried to get her interest in ballet and gymnastics something of the feminine aspect of life but the more she grew the more Alex snuck away and into her father's gun shop at first watching and looking through the shop windows, gigging softly as the guns let loose their loud roar. 

It was around the age of 16 when her mother was killed, shot dead in a small town convenience store simply caught in the middle of a robbery gone wrong that her father completely threw himself into his work, working constant hours spending less time in the house itself trying to avoid the memories of his late wife all together that he started actively bring Alex into the shop helping her and showing her how to operate and clean a gun, starting off with a simple nine millimeter hoping to keep her from avoiding the same fate.

 However she had trouble getting the desired shots always being off by a few centimeter, hating herself for the disappointment lurking in the back of her father's eyes pushing herself more and more to meet his standards while making a promise to herself and her mother that she would do whatever it takes to keep others from having to go through the same pain and anguish that her father put himself through daily. 

Finally meeting her father's expectations Alex begged and pleaded with her father to let her try her hand at a long range rifle, even a hunting rifle would do having became ensnared by the gleam of the long smooth barrels during the competitions, wanting to know what that power and control felt like. 

However he wouldn't allow it saying something about how she was growing into a fine woman and her mother never would of approved of her being around guns and such violent things, that she should be learning more delicate hobbies and skills. 

It got so bad that they would fight constantly, there were days that Alex stayed away from that house always coming back to find her father slouching over his work bench, fast asleep a small bottle of whiskey hidden in his tool box. During those hours she would sneak her dad's old sniper rifle out of its case and take it back out into the hillside to practice, hoping to show him that she could do it, hoping to prove it to herself. 

Two days before her 25 birthday Alex left for a sniping tournament in the next city, she left a note for her father on his pillow promising him that she would come back with the trophy and she hoped then he would finally be proud of her. She won the tournament, a smile on her face as she answered the phone happy that her dad had called her, the color draining from her face as the officer on the other end informed her that her father had taken his own life moments before she had fired her last shoot. 

Shocked and dazed Alex barely remembers the weeks afterwards all the planning and condolences calls, calls from relatives asking if she need someone to live with, the ceremony where people spoke of a man long gone, a man that didn't match the figure in her memories, it was after the service and her father laid dead in the cold ground that she was approached by Puriel, offering her a new life and a new name a chance to escape from her past and a chance to keep others from suffering the same fate. 

Laying a white rose over the tombstone, Alex turned on her heel leaving everything but her father's rifle in that small town. Untouched left for whoever desired to claim it.

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