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Name: Enrique Romero
Age: 46
Gender: Male
Sexual preference: Heterosexual.
Role: Detective.
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Skills/specialisations:

-Given his years of training on the force, he has honed his aim with handguns to be effective; albeit not perfect. Given his age, he has prefered to stay away from physical combat for the time being, although he can keep up with most action the situation requires.
-His greatest strength is his field experience. A long time patrolman, Enrique knows the streets of New Bath and the people around them well enough to get information through mere conversation. Albeit stern, he has great skill for conversation, in general.

Biography:

Enrique was born in raised in a low-income house, in what could be considered a bad part of New Bath. Although both of his immigrant parents tried their best at shielding him from the realities of crime and violence around the area, they couldn't protect him from the dangers that had found themselves entrenched in the school system.

As he advanced with average scores, the small hoodlums that were forming in the school invited Enrique to their group at the tender age of 12, not uncommon for the area. Given that both his parents were absent from home, he spent time with the small clique, consuming alchohol and comitting petty crime.

The group grew up and so did the seriousness of their crimes; after a night of drinking, all of them went out to find a victim. The poor man was mugged and beaten to the ground as Enrique stood on the sidelines. The police drove by and caught the teenagers red-handed; Enrique was charged with assault and underage drinking. He was cleared from the first charge. The rest of the group was not, and they went to a juvenile detention center.

The situation at home worsened and after graduating school Enrique was kicked out of his house with a bag of pot in his hand, without his usual group to rely on. Everyone was crying that night. Enrique got a couple hundred dollars after selling the only good in his hands; he rented a room and vowed to change. It wasn't until he dropped the needle of heroin a couple years later, in that same room, that he made that vow effective in his mind.

After cleaning up and, with time, reconciling with his family, he saw the change on the group of friends he once had; most of them had reformed and started having families, except for a few that had remained and risen through the ranks of criminal gangs. He chose the path of the law and enrolled in police academy at 24 years old.

As time passed, he settled down with someone he met at a mutual friend's party; Maria. Enrique found the quiet woman's company comforting and she understood the past he had. Eventually, they had a child, Jorge. To this day, they live together in a small house in a relatively safe part of New Bath. Throughout this period of his life, Enrique worked as a patrolman.

The first couple of years working as a low-ranking officer of the law, the newly titled officer returned to the neighborhood he grew up in, attempting to help the youths of the streets to avoid going down the path he had traveled through. He soon saw the difficulty of this task as the enviroment of the area was toxic for their childhooods; more than once he was threatened to remove himself from these streets by a young man with a knife.

As he dug further and further on who was recruiting child soldiers for the criminal gang, a reality that he had long ignored now looked at him in the eyes. The situation he faced on his younger years had been handled by powerful adults who used the malleable minds of the young to profit off crime.

The night he informed his superior officer of the situation, the man simply looked at him with contempt and walked away; he already knew of the situation. The whole department did, and a few were involved in the drug business with the criminal leaders. Corruption was entrenched in the police force.

Enrique kept quiet, and through the years attended to calls of abuse, violence, drug possession and distribution in the same houses he had seen through his youth, as a recursive cycle he couldn't stop. Powerless, he attempted to shield his family from the realities of life. His son had grown up to a rebellious teenager, distancing himself from his parents in an usual manner although keeping away from the virulent poison that had been rounding his father's life.

Years later, over the course of a month, a string of drug-related murders had been plaguing the city. With no arrests of the people directly ordering the violence. A couple of them had been committed within meters of officers of the law, who outright ignored the pleas of help shouted by the victim. Enrique faced the thin blue line as the chief threw away the stack of papers collected by him, in order to denounce the omission of duty. Pressure was building on in order to relegate him into a different division and gain his silence. At the recommendation of his family, he managed to bargain a position into the homicide division, as a low rank detective with lesser pay and benefits than he formerly had.

With the situation worsening in his family life and in his career, Enrique still holds some hope for justice coming for the corrupt and the wicked who use the innocent.
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Name: Damien Williams
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Straight
Role: Detective
Appearance: Damien has light-brown hair that he keeps short, green eyes, and is pretty average in build and height. He tends to wear a brown jacket and pants with a white undershirt while on the case.
Skills/Specializations: Has an eye for detail, able to pick out clues that others may miss. In addition, he can recognize common chemicals and substances by smell and taste.

Biography: Damien has been on the job for a while, and has thus seen cases he'd rather not talk about. He's a chain smoker, having started since his military service, and while he constantly thinks about quitting he never does. He's recently been shifted to New Bath under new leadership, which does mind him a bit in that he doesn't get to see his family as often, but knows that it's part of the job.
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I added a little flourish about him having cats named after tv detectives, so that he has at least a little responsibility and also because when he retires you know he's going to wind up a crazy cat lady type.

Name: Isembard "Izzy" Keith

Age: 43

Gender: Male

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

Role: Detective

Appearance: Standing at about 5'7, his posture always slightly hunched, his frame sharp and gaunt, Izzy isn't a particularly commanding figure in a room. His hair; an unruly and greying reddish-brown mess, is combed desperately into something resembling a side-parting, while his moustache; much more obviously red, was trimmed and maintained with more care. His deep brown eyes peer out from behind half-frame glasses, and oftentimes there will be a hand-rolled cigarette clutched between his lips.
Izzy has a very uncomplicated dress sense: he always wears either a dark grey or black suit, a white or grey shirt, and a black tie. Despite wearing a suit, though, he always seems to look disheveled: like his commute to work involves falling down a flight of stairs in a gale.

Skills/specialisations:
Izzy's biggest asset is the network of informants and contacts he built up in his years working vice: a fistful of small-time career criminals, low level drug dealers and sex workers who for a variety of reasons owe him allegiance or favours.
He isn't a marskman by anyone's standards, but he is a perfectly adequate shot with his sidearm, and he keeps a 12-guage shotgun locked in the trunk of his car. Just in case.

Biography:

Izzy was born the only child of aspirational middle-class parents, whose marriage quickly collapsed under the weight of a new child. He grew to resent his mother, for everything from his archaic name (she dreamed of him becoming an architect) to driving away his father, who Izzy idolized. His father had been a police officer; and on the weekends and holidays Izzy spent with him they would sit around his sparse apartment, religiously watching old procedural cop shows. His dad would appear, to Izzy, to be a psychic or a genius, preempting every plot twist and pointing out inaccuracies in the stories or techniques. So, when teachers would ask the little children what they wanted to be when they grew up, obviously Izzy knew exactly: he was going to be a detective.

Reality didn't immediately live up to his childhood aspirations, and after dropping out of college, Izzy middled along through the police academy, succeeding more by sheer force of will than any particular skill or talent. He graduated unremarkably: his mother not attending out of anger that he had snubbed "A real education" in favour of law enforcement, tears of pride welling in his father's eyes, and went on to patrol the streets of New Bath.
Izzy's beat found him flung straight from the 'burbs into the heart of the inner city, but he adjusted pretty quickly. Still never excelling, he built a reasonable reputation for himself in the department as a reliable, principled officer, and was eventually offered his dream promotion. The opportunity to be a detective in the vice squad.

That was, unfortunately, the beginning of the end for Izzy. He quickly found himself struggling not to burn out in the face of some of the ugliest parts of society. His youthful idealism was swiftly crushed under the weight of battered sex workers and territorial dealers. He hit breaking point when, on a short term undercover assignment in a neighbouring jurisdiction, his father died suddenly and he was unable to visit him in the last days of his life, or even attend the funeral. Izzy didn't react well, using his undercover persona's criminal access to develop a drug problem, and staking out a new reputation for himself as "high-functioning cocaine addict". Over the next decade he slowly spiraled out of control, growing ever more depressed and misanthropic. Izzy had never married, barely pursued romantic or social relationships, and after his parents had died he had no family to speak of; so he felt largely guiltless as his habits grew ever more self-destructive.

Within about the space of a month everything suddenly came to a head. First, Izzy was placed under official investigation over small amounts of drugs and money going missing from evidence lockers. Then, during a stakeout, he pulled his gun on a high-school student; just a kid who happened to be walking home down the wrong street. The kid protested his innocence a little too aggressively, and Izzy pistol-whipped him, breaking his nose. He was suspended over the assault, miraculously without criminal charges, and although everyone in the investigation was certain it was Izzy who had been stealing evidence, they couldn't prove anything and had to drop the case.

Returning after his suspension, he found himself persona non grata in his department. They couldn't fire him, though, since no charges had been brought over anything he had done, and none of the other units or departments were particularly willing to take him as a transfer. Instead, through some bureaucratic wrangling, and thanks largely to his reputation not having quite reached the newly arrived head, they had him transferred to the homicide team. Downplaying his spotted record, his superiors wrote glowing references highlighting how Izzy's experience would be a great asset to the new team, and how he was such a dedicated, hard-working officer etc etc. Privately though, they all thought that as soon as his new boss found out about him he'd be relegated to a desk job. They decided that pushing paper for someone half his age, making twice his salary, would be a suitable purgatory in which he could reflect on his sins.

Isembard isn't an unpleasant man, though. While he is no longer anything but cynical about individual people, he still fervently believes in the justice system and the law as a force for good. He has a tendency to be rather blunt, to the extent that his old colleagues tried to stop him from interviewing victims or their families, because he was the opposite of a comforting presence. Deep down somewhere he is still capable of great empathy, but years and years of seeing terrible, unjust things have built a very big wall around anything resembling vulnerability. All he really does outside of work is drink, take cocaine (although he is now trying to kick that habit), and sit alone in his sparse apartment, watching old cop shows and listing all the plot holes to his two grey tabbies; Morse and Frost.
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Name: Rhiannon Jones
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Pansexual
Role: Detective (transfer from Britain, former Detective Chief Inspector in Somerset, South England). Informal lead of the homicide team.

Appearance:

Tends to wear black running trainers with plain jeans and a loose grey shirt while at work, a black blazer making the outfit more of a professional look with a cream overcoat during colder weather.
5' 9" tall. Wears high heels in interrogation and witness interviews for height advantage.

Skills/Specializations:
-A decent hand to hand combat fighter, Rhiannon was a police officer in a country where even the use of tasers is rare and suspects were subdued by more base means. Her skill with guns is rudimentary and still lacks any real skill with her new firearm.
-While not fullproof, she has a knack for spotting micro-expressions and this can give her an edge in interrogation.

Biography: Rhiannon comes from a working class Welsh family. Money was not an issue, her father the owner of a small but successful building firm while her mother was an administrator for the town council. That was not to say that her family were affluent either.

In any case, her self-made parents expected a great deal of their only daughter and she pushed herself to meet those high expectations. It wasn't long before she was receiving accolades from her school and work experience placement for the neighbourhood watch.

This brief taste had her applying for the local police force immediately upon finishing her school education. When she reached the age of twenty Rhiannon received an offer of relocating to London as Detective Sergeant of the Serious Crime Unit.

Four more years passed before she was raised to Detective Chief Inspector, albeit junior to another of the same rank, as one of the youngest women ever to reach the rank. Her partner, the senior DSI, was Timothy Skinner. He was a veteran of nearly sixty years of age and had taken her under his tutelage even as a DS.

A year and half since the start of their partnership the two had been tasked with investigating a possible serial killer whose MO involved hanging their victims in their own homes. They caught the perpetrator but only after Skinner had been found by his wife, hung in their kitchen two weeks into the investigation, just as they were closing in on the man.

Rhiannon took Skinner's death hard and was unable to deal with it appropriately, emigrating to Canada where her Aunt had long offered to provide sanctuary if she needed out for a while. The UK police recommended her fully to the local police force and her Visa was fast tracked along with her citizenship papers so that she could begin work in the newly formed homicide unit.
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Name: Sophia White

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Sexual orientation: Asexual

Role: Detective


Appearance:
5’2” (157.5cm)

Typically wears a navy blue police windbreaker and black trousers while on the scene and keeps her hair up in a loose bun.


Skills/specializations:
Sophia is a fresh face to the detective game. However, she has three years of patrol work under her belt and an average skill in all of the facets of police work: firearms and nonlethal weapons training, unarmed training and physical conditioning. Sophia has a knack for connecting scraps of evidence on the board but is still untested in fieldwork.

Biography:
Sophia was born in New Bath, but put up for adoption by her birth mother. She was adopted at a young age by lesbian thespian power-couple Samantha and Rosie White and their son, William. Money was tight at times, but Samantha held a steady job as a realtor while Rosie tended a bar on the weekends. Because of Rosie’s flexible , Sophia and her older adoptive brother were never lacking attention from their parents.

She did well in school early on, she was naturally curious and always trying to figure out how things worked. As the years rolled by school got harder and harder for her but Sophia stayed studious and graduated with a 4.0 gpa. Though she had done well in school, she really had no plans for what she was going to do later on; that is, until she found herself watching cop dramas at four in the morning.

The next year, Sophia graduated the academy and joined the force. Four years later she put in a request to be bumped up to detective status which fell through not a month ago. Still green to the field, Sophia has just been given her first field assignment. She is eager to start.
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Name:David Faber
Age: 33
Gender:Male
Sexual orientation:Heterosexual
Role: Consultant
Appearance: 6 Ft., 185 Lbs, Hazel eyes, Black hair. Blood type A-.
Skills/specializations: Standard crime scene investigation, serial killer profiling, Street Gangs, Drug Trafficking.
Previous Occupations: Police Officer, Detective.
Relation status: Single

Biography:Born and raised as an only child in Saratoga NYS, David had a difficult upbringing, he was a trouble child. At the age of 4 he burned his own house down, purported by accident. He was sent to a children's hospital for half a year. At age 6 various misconduct sent him back for two months. However the official records stop there, as he seemed to have gotten an hold of himself. Age 8 he was sent into Foster care for three months as his parents were seriously injured in an car crash. His mother died. The various psychological reports from the School board show a resilient young mind. His life taking a more steady route from his almost chaotic childhood.

His Highschool-College Years were mostly quiet aside from a few defensive fights. He went into Police Academy training at the age of 23 for the Albany district. His service records standout as an good example to the force, 3 years in he was a part of a Special Drug enforcement Task Force for a short duration. At age 29 David had become an Homicide detective. In a short 3 years David had worked on over 40 cases. Most were cold, regardless he had officially closed 2 of them. Four of the 40 cases were active which had occurred over the course of his employment. All of which were homicides. His last case being a Serial Killing in Albany.

He has retired to New Bath, Canada as a local consultant whilst working a part time job.
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