[CHAR] The Division - Tragedy is Invisible

[Rare]

Character Sheet

Appearance
(Post your picture here please. Realism picture, no anime picture. Or you can just describe your character.)

Name
(Easy thing to do)

Age
(Twenty through Forty years old)

Gender
(Male or Female, easy thing as well)

Call Sign
(Call Signs are used in the military to identify a member of their team, make the call sign that fits your character)

Personnel Description
(Create a unique individual with difference behavior patterns, cognition and emotion among your teammate)

Backstory Description
(Tell the backstory of your character. Your character needs to have a military background in order to be accepted)

Role
(Your character must be medic, heavy, and scout. Only one role is allowed for your character)

Inventory
(Your character must have a complete list of the things. You must put in Contact Lens, Go-Bag, Respirator, Smart Watch, Signal Flare, and Computer. The limit is ten items, the important things—that I listed—don't count.)

Weapons
(Your character must only have a primary, secondary, and a melee weapon)

Talents
(Abilities and skills that are useful to the group).

(If you're in need of help or don't know The Division, go to The Division Wiki. It will help you out).

[DJAtomika]

Appearance

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Name
Christina Ibanez

Age
33

Gender
Female

Call Sign
Roughneck (though people call her Roughie for short)

Personnel Description
Christina regularly doles out what she calls 'tough love' mainly because it's what she does. Fiercely protective of her teammates, comrades and friends, Roughie regularly does stuff others would consider uncouth for a lady of her occupation; butting into rooms to check on people unannounced, doing random, unscheduled checkups on her teammates that sorta thing. She's gruff, tough, cynical and sarcastic, but that doesn't mean she hides her heart of gold; she genuinely cares about her teammates, so much so that she'd go to any length to protect them. Amongst her friends and peers she is not the rough-and-tumble soldier she normally is in a battle, rather, she's a sweet, charming and friendly young woman who loves to have fun and talk shop. Her favorite things to do if not on duty are to enjoy ice cream and go out with her friends.

In battle, she is a headstrong medic, oft times taking charge of situations if there isn't anyone to do so. Her attitude also leads to recklessness however, and combined with her protective nature it makes her quite a dangerous soldier to be around, as she will often charge straight through fire to try and save you without questioning her own safety, which often leads to her also suffering an injury or two in the process.

Backstory
Being a combat medic is never fun; it's one of the toughest responsibilities in being in the military, yet someone has to do it, right? Ever since Christina enlisted into the army, that's what she thought to herself, and still does to this very day, long after most of her unit perished during the initial waves of infection and death. She never even knew how they'd been infected, one day she'd received a notice on her phone, a list, stating the names and tag numbers of every soldier in her company that had died due to the infection. The battalion wasn't going to hold a funeral; there were too many dead. Instead, a remembrance service was to be held across the country, in San Francisco, where she'd been born, coincidentally. By then, New York was in lockdown, so she was unable to attend, much to her disappointment.

Born to a wholly Spanish family in San Fran, Christina made the decision to move to New York early on in life, after she graduated from high school. In the Big Apple, she enrolled herself in medical school and emerged three years later as a registered nurse, but the slow, often monotonous life bored her. So she did what came to her naturally and did the next best thing: she enlisted. She spent the requisite ten weeks in BCT at Fort Jackson in Georgia, following which she was sent to Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, Texas to undergo the four month EMT course that came after. Once done with that, she was attached to the 69th Infantry Regiment in New York City, where she spent the rest of her military days up to the outbreak. She even participated in Operation Enduring Freedom in 2008, a harrowing experience that tested her abilities straight to the max. She never did treat any of the four casualties of her regiment during the mission, but news filtered down the grapevine about them, and even she knew how stressing it was to be a medical soldier out in a real battlefield.

After the outbreak, the 69th did what they could to suppress the riots within their home city of the Big Apple, but soon their efforts were quashed more and more as their soldiers fell to rioters and the infection that spread like wildfire through the city. She watched friends of hers die on beds in overcrowded hospitals, and swore that day not to let any more of her comrades die in vain. Her unwavering dedication to the protection of her fellow women and men led The Division to her; they needed a medic as loyal and dedicated as she was, and thus she was introduced into the squad.

Role
Combat Medic/Support

Inventory
Given Items

• Contact Lens
• Go-Bag
• Respirator
• Smart Watch
• Signal Flare
• Computer

Personal Inventory

• 1 x field first aid kit
• 2 x morphine injection pens
• 3 x 7.62 magazines for her SCAR-H.
• 4 x 9mm magazines for her P226.

Weapons
Primary
Her main weapon is the FN SCAR-H Mk 17 LB battle rifle. Chambered in powerful 7.62mm rounds, this high powered rifle best suits Christina in fights where she needs to get somewhere fast.

Secondary
Her sidearm is the SIG Sauer P226 9mm pistol. One of the most common pistols in the world, it's standard issue to police in most parts of the US.

Melee
Her melee weapon is the rather simple Ka-bar boot knife. It's sharp and pointy and is designed to be poked into aggressors.

Talents

• First Aid - Her nursing background, combined with the four months she spent in Fort Sam Houston as part of her EMT training, has imbued her with all the medical knowledge and know-how she needs to handle herself in any situation that requires medical attention.
• Basic Pharmacology - While not as experienced as your average doctor or dispensary aide, Christina is knowledgeable enough on the spectrum of common drugs available to nurses, and some of the less common ones too.
• Basic Surgery - With her nursing background comes experience in handling surgical equipment, not as good as a proper trained surgeon, but give her a blade to cut open a wound to remove a bullet while under fire, and she will do it without hesitating. Such is the extent of her abilities.
• Veteran CQC - Christina took to unarmed combat like a fish to water, and this combined with her extensive knowledge of the human body gave her a few feet up against her peers in the combat course, for she knows exactly where and how to strike a person to make them go down instantly, or to knock them out like a light, or any other condition she wants them in.

[SirBeowulf]

Warren

Appearance

At first glance, your local Warren McFalsky might not appear to be much of a threat. He isn't the tallest, while he also isn't the shortest, standing at a rough height of five feet and eleven inches and weighing in at one hundred and sixty-four pounds. Oddly enough, for a tech enthusiast like him, he doesn't wear glasses. His eyes are a dark maroon color, and his hair is rather short and brown. When not wearing the green fatigues of an army personnel, Warren usually prefers to go with a black shirt and pants, not giving enough of a damn to choose something fancy. He's rather young, only twenty-five years of age. Still, Warren went through boot camp like any other soldier out there, and has more muscle on him than you might expect.

Name

Corporal Warren McFalsky

Age

Twenty-five.

Gender

XY Chromosomes.

Call Sign

Warren, despite his obvious lamentations, is called 'Virgin' mostly due to him being the youngest and newest addition to the squad of spec-ops. Warren really isn't an actual virgin, even he's got a few tricks up his sleeve.

Personnel Description

Most would describe Warren as a 'Happy-Go-Lucky' kind of guy. He's rather optimistic, even in the worst of situations. He enjoys joking around, and has a bit of an off humor. Once a man goes into a war, the ol' pie to the face and banana peels don't really do the trick. He'll laugh about most things, a dead person shitting themselves, the irony of a man who's head was busted open by a medkit. Still, its not like he doesn't care, its just that civvies tend to get in the way of things, and shit hits the fan if you involve them. Warren is best at ease when he is using his electronics.

Whether its an old '97 Windows or a state of the art gismo like H.O.W.A.R.D, he knows how to use them all. Back in school, most kids would come to him if they needed assistance with computers, and he was a champ at it. Almost got suspended a few times for hacking into the network. Still, in an apocalyptic situation like the one now, Warren might quickly find himself useless. Sure, he's good with a gun and is fit, but he doesn't know his way around explosives or how to pull shrapnel out of a body. Still, he's willing to improvise easily on the field, able to scrap a microwave or an engine to fix up his equipment.

Backstory Description

Warren was born in a small town in Ohio. Yeah, not really original, eh? Still, his story isn't completely botched. Warren's father was a high-ranking military member. Unfortunately, said father died during the Iraq War. He didn't get completely over that. Still, back in the 90s or so, Warren got by pretty well. His family was middle-classed, and he went to a pretty good school. Since he was so technically inclined, everyone came to him with their problems. More often than not, he just installed Adobe Reader to fix it. He also almost got suspended a few times, but Warren's father managed to persuade the school that he wouldn't cause anymore problems. Really, what's wrong with making the school speakers play out hardcore metal music? Really, they were just overreacting.

Taking a cue from his father, and a cue from the technological advances the military had, Warren jumped into BT at the age of 18. It was a major challenge keeping up, as he never really had done much physical activity, even if he wasn't overweight. Still, he didn't flunk out, and managed to pass like all the other cadets. Still, he was the only one who paid attention to their more computer orientated tasks. As such, he was designated platoon tech specialist. During the 'War on Terrorism' he aided in at least fourteen unmanned aerial drone strikes. The attacks still send shivers down his spine, as civilian casualties were high. Overall, Warren was just high enough on the totem pole, and had decent connections due to his father, to join The Division, and was a rather late addition as well.

Role

Squad Technician / General Infantryman

Inventory

Other than standard equipment like the 'Contact Lens' and Go-Bag, Warren keeps a few tricks up his sleeves. One of the largest is the bulky transmitter/receiver radio that takes its place as part of his rucksack. The radio is pretty powerful, and unless you're fifty feet underground or in a concrete bunker, you could use it to contact Command from anywhere. The other thing he carries is a toolkit filled with wrenches, screwdrivers, solders, etc. Anything that could be used to repair mechanical and electronical parts. Oh, and like three rolls of duct tape.

H.O.W.A.R.D - Harbinger of War and Reticent Destruction

H.O.W.A.R.D, a recent design that Warren had successfully finished making only a few months before Division had been sent in. Really, its more of an advanced prototype rather than a finished tool. The drone is roughly the size of a cubic meter, and sports two main weapons. The smaller rifle is akin to an Uzi, as it uses 9mm rounds and fires a lot of them towards a position with a lack of accuracy. The second, larger rifle fires 7.62mm ammunition, with a smaller clip, but more power and accuracy than the other weapon. Other than that, Howard has two grabber-arms on the side of the drone, able to pick up objects and interact with basic things. He can't solve a rubix cube, but Warren is trying to fix that.

Howard is programmed rather effectively, able to respond to several commands without failure. He can follow, stop, go at a percentage speed, combat mode, distraction mode and several other commands. Warren can also operate it manually with a small tablet. He even has a bit of emotion, and will bleep affectionately at his master. Howard can carry up to 40lbs of equipment without starting to get slowed down. Just clip bags onto him, and he'll carry it. The drone is fast on its own, able to go up to speeds of thirty-five miles per hour. Plus, his weapons aren't much to laugh at. Still, the drone, while able to easily go on road, has difficulty getting through rough terrain. It can make it through, but loses much of its speed. If the drone is knocked over, it will use the arms to prop itself up, but is extremely vulnerable. His optics and motors are easy to damage, and unless he is properly maintained, he will start to break down quickly. Still, Warren loves the thing like its his own dog.

Weapons

Warren's primary weapon is the Benelli M4 Twelve Gauge Shotgun. His primary ammunition is standard slugs, but Warren keeps a small supply of buckshot shells. Added onto the shotgun is a flashlight and laser sight, neither really use able unless in darkness. McFalsky's sidearm is the Beretta M9 pistol. A little weaker than the standard M1911, but it still gets the job done. Again, standard flashlight and laser. Last thing is a standard combat knife with a standard edge and a standard standardized standardation.

Talents

If you've got a machine in front of you, Warren is who you call to operate it. Want reconnaissance? Send in Harold, as the robot can get in quick and fast, not calling much attention to itself as it goes. Hell, the thing doesn't even make much noise. The most it makes is a slight whirring sound. Other than that, Warren is a decent shot. Not exactly Marksman quality, but he'll hit the target eight out of ten times. When it comes to other skills, don't prop a bomb in front of him and expect him to de-arm it. Warren and explosives don't go well together, and he's more likely to throw up if you bring in someone who's missing an arm and a leg and you ask him to fix them.

Anything technical or mechanical though, he can handle it. Locked door? He's got a lockpick, or at least he can improvise one. Broken computer? Just give him a few minutes to take a look over it.

[The New Yorker]

Tracie

Appearance

Tracie

Tracie is a thick-skinned sort of gal, with sun spots around her strong, scarred shoulders. Her face is naturally stretched into a satisfied stare, as her smooth angled features betray her experience. The dullness of her blue eyes are contrasted by the character of her eyebrows, the personality of her nose.

It’s quite easy to look at Tracie now, especially as she touts her pant suits, and think only of the kid she has in college. Her round hips and comfortable tummy can lead a shallow person astray. Someone who is lucky enough to see her without her clothes, however, will see her years in the desert stamped on her back. They’d see her missing middle toe from an encounter with a Bathist rebel in a Baghdad alleyway. They’d see her toned, taught 5’8 frame as what it was: an agent of war.

Name
Tracie Armond

Age
39

Gender
Female

Call Sign
“Momma Bear”; Formerly “Ace”

Personal Description
One of the universal traits of a soldier is loyalty; which Tracie possesses in abundance, though her age has tempered the zealotry which can arise from this. Another universal trait is stone-headed dignity; Tracie cannot help but possess this trait in abundance. Being the daughter of an Admiral in the US Navy, and one of the first female attorney General’s in United States history, Tracie was brought up in Charleston, WV believing she could do anything, and ought to do something. After losing her mother to cervical cancer at a young age, Tracie bonded rather tightly with her father.

This brought out all the aspects in her which would prepare her for her future. Her wide eyed curiosity of the world and her militant intelligence came from her mother, but her father filled in the rest. He instilled a no-bullshit attitude, the importance of truth and honesty, and taught her the importance of the irrational. After her advocacy in college, Tracie realized then more than ever that she was meant to join the military. Her outspoken behavior, which embarrassed her father, was imparted upon her by him. She would never turn down a fight, and of that she learned easily.

All the other things came hard, like learning to appreciate what you have while you do. Tracie learned of the terror of death, and the relief it can bring in the only way a person can: intimately. The hardness of the world has shaped her, but it has not changed her. Like a tree to the wind, she becomes who she must to face adversity. Though she retains the happiness, the colorful imagination, and resolute skepticism, it’s all a little dulled from the wearing of time.

Tracie is naturally flirtatious. It's as much a personality trait as her affinity for witty banter. Tracie is mostly unaware of it, generally perceiving it as playfulness.

Backstory Description
Tracie was always a bit of a tomboy, something she never particularly liked being called. She grew up in Charleston, West Virginia with her Attorney mother, and Navy-man father. She played sports, did well in school, played video games, and got into a great deal of trouble. She got in trouble with boys fairly often, which led to her father talking to her about sex more often than she would have ever liked. She played pranks in school and at home which was a constant source of trouble and berating. The trouble was compounded after her mother died, only to trickle out as she got older. Eventually settling herself into a smart and comfortable teenager.

Tracie was sent to military school at the age of 16. She enjoyed the prospect of the military, for some reason it spoke to her. She dreamed of making a career out of order, and justice, and, secretly, killing. The first time she was nearly raped she didn't tell anyone about it. Then it happened again, and again. Each time the boys ended up greatly injured. What generally goes unspoken in societies like this is the prevalence with which rapes happen in military institutions. Eventually she confided in her friends, discovering that some had been less successful in deflecting these disgusting advances. Tracie remained her joking self, but was still quite affected by the various assaults all throughout her high school years. She started a movement throughout military academies all over the country in an attempt to root out foul play, especially when it came to sexual assault. She became a bloodhound during her college years after graduating from Massanutten Academy. Having made a name for herself as an honest person, and perfectly completing her training, Tracie was recruited into the Green Berets with a special NROTC commission. A few tours of duty in Afghanistan, performing assassinations and sabotage missions, led Tracie to a CIA contact, one who offered a position in a team code-named Ghost Recon. Tracie joined and aided in missions all over the world, most of them covert, and some of them off the books.

After a 6 year stint in the Ghost Recon team, it was dismantled. During her time overseas her Husband, Thomas, was killed in a car accident. Tracie was called home to join the CIA, working in conjunction with the legendary Jack Ryan. She accepted without hesitation as she needed to begin raising her teenage son anyway.

Tracie was caught in New York city, her new home, when the outbreak started. Though she wanted to search for and rescue her son from an upstate university, she was called on by Jack Ryan and the President of the United States for an important mission. One which would ensure the safety of her son after he was found, if he'd survived. This was yet another fight she could not turn down. Every part of her wanted to escape the city and find her son, but the parts that mattered reminded her that if she didn't stay, her son might not have a life to live if they survived.

Role
Rifleman/Squad Leader; Formerly LMG gunner

Inventory
Contact Lens
Respirator
Computer
Go-bag
MRE x3
Bottle of water x5
Tool set (Wrench, pliers, screws & screwdrivers, hammer, etc.)
Winter gear (Scar, gloves, skimask, etc)
Rappelling gear (Winches, clips, etc.)
Gun cleaning and management kit (Rags, pipe cleaners, etc)
Flare
Smart Watch
5.56 mm clip x2
9mm clip x6

Weapons
MINI-BERYL 96
HK-P30
Machete

Talents
-Expert tactician: Tracie has not only been trained in the classroom how pincer strikes work, she’s completed them in action, and refined them in the field. Perhaps the one thing her father can never criticize her for is her unquestionably keen tactical mind. And he would know since he’s privy to a great deal of her personnel files.

-Expert marksman: Tracie can easily pin a man to the wall within 200 meters while in a prone position, as any Green Beret can. But Tracie isn’t about to let movement, imperfect conditions, harsh winds, or extreme pressure get to her. She takes the shot when she has it, no sooner, no later. She happens to be quite good at lining up her shots, so that only serves to her benefit.

-Administrative work: For a while Tracie wouldn’t have been able to add this to her lists of skills. Now she can, being a leader of two analyst teams, and three ground crews. Her understanding of the bigger picture has grown to include governments, and organizations, bureaucrats, intelligence officers, and animals alike. Tracie is constantly thinking of the repercussions her actions will have on those around her, and those who aren’t. This is a skill almost no career soldier can boast of.

-Experienced Officer: For most of Tracie’s military career she’s been in a position of authority. After the Baret’s she led two teams in Iraq and Afghanistan before joining as a squad leader in Ghost Recon. One does not need to consider her tremendous career over the last few years as Chief of the Military Statistical Analysis Unit in order to see her skills as a leader. Tracie naturally has the confidence most military leads need to build up. She is quick and decisive, but also kind and responsive. Her instincts are key to her work, but she’s learned to greatly respect intelligence officials and statistical analysis.

-Charm: There's not much like a West Virginian accent to defuse a situation.

[Rare]

Name
Javier Cranford.

Call Sign
New Castle.

Age
Thirty-two.

Gender
Male.

Personnel Description
He is focused and listens to other team mates, since he is the leader of the group. He is also knowledgeable of New York City since he was born and rise in it. Javier is a outgoing and humorous guy, but he is also a team player (when it's necessary). His honesty and honour is dependable on the person, if he likes the person he would tell the truth and be honour to him; but if he hates the person, he would lie and dishonour him. Even known he is a outgoing and humorous guy, he cares about people's emotion even if the person was trying to kill him; he knows that we all were human once before the virus came.

Backstory Description
Born and rise in New York City to a second-class family living in the Bronx, Javier always had a hard life with the gangs and drug dealers living in the Bronx. His mother and father wanted to moved somewhere safer but they couldn't found a place. The family was surviving the job losses in the seventies but then at the age of three, his family found an apartment within East Village and moved away from the Bronx. They knew that East Village was where that Stonewall riots happened and the gay community lived, but they didn't care about as it was a lot safer than living in the Bronx again. But then in two thousand one, the September 11, 2001 attacks and he saw the World Trade Center on fire and couldn't think about his mother. Thankfully, she worked on the thirty floor and got out safely hours before the town collapsed. After the attacks, his father and oldest son decided to join the army to fight those who dare to attack America.

At the age of eighteen, he decided to join the army as well, due to her wanting to protect his hometown and follow in his father and oldest brother's steps. He trained for four years until he sent to the Middle East, to join the others in the war against terrorism. He fought within the hot deserts for eight years until one day, his captain and the others were in a small town and they were ambushed. His captain laid dead on the ground and the others were too afraid to take the role of captain, so Javier decided to take the place. He told his men to get out of the town, by going in each building, that would lead to the hills nearby. The men followed Javier as if he was the captain and they got out of the town with only two dead, it was good for someone that didn't train to become a captain. After his actions, the higher ranks took notice of Javier's action and trained him to become a captain and for three years, he was trained to become a captain. But then, he was put in the Strategic Homeland Division (or The Division) as a leader of a group.

Inventory
- Extra rounds for his MP5 and M9.
- Two flashbang grenades.
- Rations and a water supply.
- Standard military equipment.

Unique Item
- Amour, that could bend with the darkness or the night time. Useful only in the night time or in a dark place, if the amour gets touch by water, it will shut down until it's repair.

Weapons
- MP5 with suppressor.
- Beretta M9.

Talents
Javier has the ability to be a leader, with his speeches and his experience in strategy, and he is stealthy person, who likes the silence of the night time and the darkness of space.

Addition Information
His mother, father, oldest brother, and youngest brother were still in New York City, when the virus began to spread.

[jumjummju]

Appearence

Appearance Picture

I know it's a drawn anime-ish style but it's a more realistic sort than "giant eyes sugoi~."

Miranda is rather tall for women being at 5'10" and weighing 145 pounds even. She sports a slender, yet toned build, similar to ones marathon runners have. Her hair is naturally blonde, but she dyes it a light red color and grew it out a little which in most militaries would be a breach in protocol, but since she's a special ops soldier they really stopped caring what she did with her hair (before she was special ops she had the standard crew-cut blonde hair, however). Her eyes are normally brown as well, but she had her contact lenses specially modified to make them appear red.

Name
Miranda Crosley

Age
Thirty-one.

Gender
Female

Call Sign
"Red" after her hair and eyes.

Personnel Description
Red's a very deadpan sort, prone to sarcasm and various other jokes, even in the midst of danger. She's no more or less emotional than anyone else, but she doesn't show it very much. Should she get angry, she mostly just fumes silently, with the occasionaly bitingly sarcastic comment; sad, and she just looks slightly down and aloof, staring off into the distance; happy, and she might let out a light chuckle or have a small grin. She's also easily surprised and a bit panicky when that happens, but she is very patient and has a tendency to underplay extreme situations (i.e. being under heavy suppressing fire is "slightly annoying," a habit she picked up from her British father who once said a helicopter pinning him down was "a bit of a bother"). Popping out from a corner and saying "boo!" will make her fly out of her boots, however. She also has a bit of an unhealthy obsession with the color red, for some reason.

Backstory Description
Miranda was born in a middle-class neighborhood to a loving yet boringly normal mother and an ex-marine father. Her father was actually born in Britain and was hilariously over-the-top British, with an extraordinarily thick accent despite having been in the U.S. since he was 18 and serving in the marines for 12 years. It's a wonder Red never picked up his accent. She never did very well in school, nor did she have any interest in her studies, and it was with a minimal amount of effort that she managed to coast her way through with straight C's. However, she did love sports, and spent a lot of her time towards being the top track and cross country runner in the county, and still placing very high in the state-wide competitions.

As soon as she graduated high school and at the behest of her father, she enlisted into the Marines. She showed exceptional ability and discipline, and was eventually handpicked as an applicant for a special forces unit when she was 24, but failed to get in due to just barely losing in the physical part of the test to another applicant. She eventually got in four years later, after practicing her ass off, and from the special forces unit she was in was handpicked again to be the designated marksman/scout for The Division.

Role
Designated Marksman/Scout.

Inventory
She carries the standard set of equipment, including those fancy Contact Lens, Go-Bag (which I will assume carries the basic rations and stuff like bandages), Respirator, Smart Watch, Signal Flare, and a Computer. She also carries a pair of binoculars to help with scouting, extra ammunition for her weapons, and a utility knife (which is seperate from her combat knife). Notably, her respirator has been painted red, with white outlines.
Weapons

M39 Enhanced Marksman Rifle

Comes with a sling, telescopic sight, bipod, and 20-round 7.62x51mm NATO magazine. According to Wikipedia. (I am not a gun afficionado.)

Kel-Tec PMR-30

Comes with red dot sight, flash suppressor, a tactical light, and a 30-round magazine chambered in .22 WMR. Blessed be Wikipedia.

Combat Knife

Has a 12-inch blade and a bunch of other fluff that doesn't mean much because it's a knife and you stab things with it.

Talents
Being the scout she is, she specializes in designated marksmenship (think shorter-range sniping, but still a longer range than an average soldier), recon, and stealth. She's an incredibly amazing shot at long-ranges, almost bordering on ridiculous, but panics a bit in CQC and tends to flub up close-range shots if shit hits the fan. That said, she's still a good shot with her pistol (and usually switches to that if entering an area that isn't condusive to long-range engagements, like inside a small building) and is passable in melee combat with her knife (Which is to say, the bare minimum amount of skill one can have being a highly-trained soldier, which is still respectable). She's also excellently stealthy and a surprisingly fast runner and very nimble.