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RAINBOW SIX: Reckoning

Thanks xP little typo there

Edit: Nice! ^^ thank you Caas

RAINBOW SIX: Reckoning

Summit

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_{U.S. Army
Brigada 6 Operaţii Speciale "Mihai Viteazul"}

Operator’s name: Sava Enache
Operator’s callsign: Summit
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Sava stands 5’6” in height, and weighs in at about 140lbs. She possesses straight, shoulder-length blonde hair and cloudish-gray eyes which always appear especially watchful. These rather cold eyes often compliment the usual seriousness or emotionlessness of her default expressions. Despite being a bit smaller than most of her brothers-in-arms, Sava is still very bodily fit, as one would expect.

Psych Eval:

Sava Enache is a rather quiet, watchful individual when it comes to social circumstances. She generally doesn’t speak unless spoken to, and is likely one of the least outgoing in any group - but she doesn’t seem blunt or agitable, as many others of this stance often are. Notably, despite having experience in the tight-knit camaraderie of a Special Forces team, none have grown close enough to her to draw out any behavior beyond the usual.

There are times when Operative Sava does vary, though. Most notably, on the battlefield. When others find Sava in the midst of an engagement she almost seems like a different person - hyper-focused, stern-faced, and especially communicative with those around her. One moment she can seem a physically diminutive solider holding an angle for her partner’s backside, the next one can hear her Romanian-accented voice tearing through obstacles to her allies.

When in such situations, Sava doesn’t skip a beat. She moves her and her team from position to position fluidly and efficiently, and takes on targets with even less hesitation than expected of a soldier - and seemingly while completely devoid of ruth.

Skills:

• Evasion and Infiltration training
• Anti-terrorism training
• Multilingual [Romanian, English, Russian]
• Small unit/Infantry tactics
• Diving/Scuba training
• Mountainous traversal/combat training
• CQC training
• Advanced Combat Treating
• Romanian Spec Ops training

Personal Equipment:

• Benelli M1014 Shotgun Military md. [Collapsing Buttstock, Ghost-ring sights]
• HK417 DMR [Low-Light 4x-14x Sight, 45° Angle-mounted ironsights, Flash Suppressor]
• 9mm Pistol Model 2000 [Sound Suppressor, Underbarrel Flashlight]
• Stun grenade [1-3]
• Remote Concussive grenade [Magnetic, Adhesive, 1-3]
• Fragmentation grenade [1-2]
• A.D.M.I.S.
  ADMIS

  Arm-Mounted Defibrillation-capable Medical Injection System
  _{[Concept Art]}

  The ADMIS is a device mounted upon the operator’s left arm. It is primarily fastened in the form of a flexible bicep-length arm sleeve secured by ballistic nylon straps. Along the outermost side of the bicep and forearm sits a hardy, rather flat but boxy enclosed mechanism system that stores the silent motors of the device as well as various other parts. These two portions meet on the outside of the elbow with a compact elliptical gyrosystem to maintain full limb dexterity. Underneath the forearm just before the wrist circles a thinner, detachable portion of the system that can be filled and customized to contain various drugs, which can be injected into the operator or her allies with more efficiency and ease than other methods.
  The previously mentioned enclosed mechanism on the outside of the arm contains rather small but highly efficient silent motors that allow the array to enhance the locomotion and overall capability of the operator’s limb, granting them far greater velocity and strength in the limb when using the device.
  The array also contains small, padded compartments of storage large enough to store several vials and needles. It also holds the mechanisms required to maintain a field-carried, self-charging defibrillator system.

Bio: Sava Enache was born to James Hall and Maria Enache in Texas, United States on military installation Fort Hood. The two met when James traveled to Romania for vacation in-between U.S. Army deployments. They quickly fell for each other and after a time James eventually convinced Maria to marry him and move to America, close to Fort Hood - a stipulation being that she wanted to bring some of her close family. This created a pretty diverse growing environment for Sava as she was born some years later -- a mix of American and Romanian cultures making for an interesting household.

She grew up a rather normal child, progressing through schooling perhaps a little fast. This aptitude for learning was emphasized in high school when she began to pull ahead of others of her age, soon being placed in advanced classes by her father. She continued to excel in school until she graduated at the age of 17, and soon began her plans for attending college. However, it seemed then was when her fortune ran out.

Weeks before college terms started, the family got word from the U.S. Army that their husband and father had fallen in the line of duty. Sava was devastated and canceled her application, taking time to grieve for her father.

By the time she turned 18, Sava had decided she would take the initiative to follow in her father’s footsteps and join the United States Army. She enlisted some months after her eighteenth birthday and served in the Armed Forces for five years, experiencing four tours. After her deployments, Sava returned home to Texas, where her family awaited eagerly for her return.

They had discussed it for a time, and now that Sava’s service was over, her mother and her family decided to move back to Romania, applying and receiving dual citizenship for Sava.

The young woman took about a year off from military affairs, experiencing her ancestral home for the first time in...ever. However, something yearned inside her. It didn’t quite feel like she missed her deployments, but something felt missing in her life. Eventually, she found herself joining the Romanian Special Forces.

She served among her comrades for about five years, undergoing more training and even training courses alongside other American units, such as Green Beret and Marine Corps outfits. Even though the Romanian Special Forces was a rather different experience than the U.S. Army, she felt she was still pleasing her father by being a protector of those who could not protect themselves.

However, she wanted more. She reached out to her superiors, searching for more and more ways to help those she could in her place as an exceptionally trained and proved soldier. Luckily for her, it seemed someone was listening.

She was contacted by Rainbow to be recruited into anti-terrorist operations - which she dutifully accepted.

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RAINBOW SIX: Reckoning

This seems like good fun. I’ll see what I can come up with, if you’ll have me.

Intertwined | Pokemon

Kat

"Mmm, fine...but you owe me big time~"

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Name: Katalya Akiyama

Nickname(s): Kat.

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance: Katalya is slightly above average in height, standing at 5’5”, and weighs about 175lbs. Her light gray hair falls to about her collarbone, being just long enough for her to keep it up in a ponytail or do other small cute things with it, if she wanted - though it is very rare that she does. Her eyes appear to be a dark, watery teal, and are often very watchful of small details. She general keeps a rather neutral expression, but her friends can quickly change that.

Her wardrobe usually consist of duller colors - but you never know what fashion piece she’ll add to her outfit next, being that she’s often looking for new designs - though she usually tests these on her friends before herself.

Personality: When it comes to personality, Katalya is a rather reserved person. She prefers to watch a situation rather than attribute to the chaos, and is generally rather good at coming up with plans while others are discussing out loud.

However, that demeanor totally changes when she’s engaged with her friends. To them, she’s a playful, sarcastic, fun-poking companion who loves to make them smile, cry, and blush - even if she’s rather susceptible to that last one herself.

She’s quite slow to trust others, which makes her bond with her friends all the more special.

Short Biography: Kat lived a pretty simple life throughout her younger years up until she was almost twenty. She lived with her mother in a modest home in New Bark Town for all her life, making a few friends along the way. Her father was never around - in fact, she’s only seen him a handful of times. Something she still doesn’t understand and kinda resents.

In the later years of her teen life, misfortune fell upon the household when her mother began to fall ill. Katalya did her best to take care of her mother in any way possible, but her efforts were proven fruitless when she eventually became completely bedridden. Soon after she was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Yet, still her father did not come to visit. He sent money - but what good was that?? They needed him.

For almost a year Kat stayed by her mother’s bedside, fetching whatever she wanted even at the tiniest signs of discomfort. She often tried to comfort her by smothering her in her fashion creations - little costumes she made her Pokémon wear, specially-made scarfs, and other things. However, after a time, her mother beckoned her over to the bed. She wanted her daughter to leave her side. But why?

Of course, Kat refused - but her mother was persistent. She implored her daughter to travel the region - to follow her own desires and dreams. She knew how badly little Kat had always wanted to travel and discover new Pokémon to study and tailor her creations after.

After weeks of discourse, Kat reluctantly agreed to follow her mother’s wishes - which she said would make her very happy. But, she promised to have a letter for her every time her mother’s Bisharp came to visit. She didn’t like leaving her mother’s side, but if it would make her happy...she could understand that.

Pokemon:

Pokemon #1 - Lily

Name: Lily
Species: Sneasel
Gender: Female
Ability: Keen Eye
Personality: Mischievous, Hardheaded, Sassy. Lily and her master have pretty similar personalities - which makes for a love/love-harder relationship. They often clash, but those gritted teeth are accompanied by a wry smile that hides their mutual affection for one another.

Reason for Traveling with Main Group: Katalya travels the region with her friends in order to see new Pokémon - hoping to study and perhaps catch some, in order to gain new inspirations for her various fashion creations. Whether they be for people, Pokémon, or something other - she’s always intrigued when it comes to fun, cool, and cutesy designs.

Relationships:

• Yua Akiyama [Mother]: Katalya has a deep appreciation and respect for her mother. She thinks about her every night and every morning, and sends her letters through her mother’s Bisharp whenever possible.
• Eiji Akiyama [Father]: Katalya has an ingrained resentment for her father. He was never there for her and her mother - only sending money and never love. She can’t forgive him.

Other:

• Katalya’s speech color is C1CDCD.
• Her Sneasel, Lily, was not caught by Katalya, but was instead caught by her mother and gifted to her when she was 16.

Gritty, Dark Pokemon RP -- A Coming of Age Story!

So that’s 3 votes for Johto I think, plus I also don’t mind that region ^^

Btw, did you/are you going to have a character sheet outline in mind, Ambra, or did you want us to wing it?

Gritty, Dark Pokemon RP -- A Coming of Age Story!

I’m thinking maybe a Sneasel for my gal. Might PM you for a question though some time, or wait for the Discord.

Gritty, Dark Pokemon RP -- A Coming of Age Story!

Gotcha! That’s cool, allows more flexibility and fun ^^

Gritty, Dark Pokemon RP -- A Coming of Age Story!

Never played any games in this region, but Sinnoh seems like fun. It’s nice and big xP I’m most familiar with Unova but changing it up is always nice.

I also imagine we will have our Pokémon restricted by our region for the most part, yeah?

Gritty, Dark Pokemon RP -- A Coming of Age Story!

Yes, please. I love everything about it.

Surviving in a D-Tier Magical Academy - Always Accepting -

Collab, Zinita + Bartimaeus

Katalynn

Mentions: @Ponn, @Cotton
Location: Wandering School Halls > Dorm CB-6

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The hard whirr of plastic casters followed the soft tapping of Katalynn’s boots as she wandered the halls of the school with one hand grasping the extended handle of a suitcase that trailed behind her. Her eyes scanned the faces of the students and people she walked by, searching for something. She’d never attended school before - at least not that she could remember - but Mother had told her to look for adults: they were the teachers.

However, so far she’d seemed to have little luck. She slowed her pace until she came to a stop, spotting someone nearby and lightly tapping on the shoulder of a person who seemed to be another student. “Hark- Er, hey -- do you know where I can find a teacher? I am a bit lost.” She asked, a hint of hesitation in her voice.

A strong voice was heard from the distance. “No need to search any longer, madame. Ze teacher has arrived and he shall guide you to your destination!” from the hallways a tall shadow started to move closer, with a peculiar way of walking as if galloping. It got smaller as the steps became louder, then smaller, and smaller, then a bit more…

A papillon breed dog had arrived. “Bounjour Madame! How may I assist you?” he walked all the way up to her feet. “It is wise of you to seek a teacher to aid you! This school is a dangerous location, what if you were to come face-to-face with one of the many undead who roam these halls?”

Katalynn turned away from the random student, seeing as another individual came bounding down the hall towards her. However, his appearance was far from what she’d expected - he was...a dog? She looked down at the pooch who now stood at her feet, tilting her head with a bit of a confused look.

“You- you are a hound.. who speaks?” She asked with a measure of bewilderment. She was no stranger to weird things - she was a Dullahan after all, and Mother had taught her of many things of impossible natures that existed throughout the land(though she hadn’t seen them firsthand) - but she had come to understand that dogs were definitely among the most mundane.

She let the suitcase sit upright by itself as she bent down to look more closely at the pooch, placing her hands on the front of her skirt. “Do you know of where I can find a teacher, Mister Hound..?” She inquired further.

The dog seemed to be deeply, thoroughly offended, but it swallowed its pride as he was dealing with a cute girl. “I am no hound, please do not refer to me as such, I am a cursed soul by a witch who I legally cannot name.” the dog said making a pained face as he tried not to bark or be uncourteous.

“Again, as it was said by me moments prior, I am ze teacher.”

Katalynn blinked. “Oh. You are a teacher stuck within this body…” She said, recognition in her voice. She bowed her head despite the height difference, raising her hands to clasp them together. “Please forgive me, Mister Teacher! Mother told me the teachers would be older and I did not know- I thought you would- You are not-“ She rambled suddenly, her cheeks growing a hint of pink as she realized how silly it was that she misunderstood the situation.

He looked at her with puppy eyes, mostly because he had no option but to do so. “No, no, it is fine. Call me Sir Bertrand, no, you may call me Barty if you want.” preferably in a cute tone. “Nevertheless, fret not, I do not take offense, tell me, where do you want to go, and I will guide you there!”

The girl opened her eyes as he began assuring her that it was alright. She hesitated a moment before moving her hands back to her thighs and speaking down to the pooch once again, albeit slightly more flushed than before. “Well…Mother said she arranged for me a room to sojourn. I do not know where to go. I was hoping that maybe a teacher like you would, Mister Barty?”

He nodded at her, gently raising up and placing his paws just under her knees as she sat. “Of course I can help, I know this school very well, do you have the name of the room? If she arranged for you, you must be in one of the pretty dorms. Just between us, some of the dorms here are quite unfit for a lady such as you.”

“Well-“ She reached to her side and dipped her fingers into the pocket of her jacket, retrieving a small slip of paper. She looked at it, reading off a piece of it’s contents to the pooch. “-it is called…‘Room CB 6’?”

The dog nodded. “Oh? There…? But why?” he questioned in a lower tone, it was a nice dorm but people didn’t go there for ‘good’ reasons. “Well, it's no issue, I know where it is.” moving in its tiny legs, Bertrand started to lead the way to the doors, however, being a tiny dog made it pretty hard for him, Katalynn would have to walk very slowly to stay in his pace.

Katalynn stood up straight as the dog hopped off and started leading the way on his little legs. She grabbed the handle to her suitcase and began following him, albeit at a delayed pace. She waited a couple minutes before leaning down a little.“Mister Barty, do you want me to carry you? It might be faster?”

He stopped, turning. “Oh that would be so kind of you. If you have no issue, I think this might be way more efficient. You see, I had to chase some villains earlier and as such I cannot walk at my full speed.” he lied, he was just glad he got someone to hold him and cut the work.

Sitting down, he patiently waited to be picked up. “Oh, I am the professor of magical defence and curse nullification, if you wanted to know.”

Katalynn smiled lightly and stooped down to pick Bertrand up, hugging him against her chest with one arm so as not to drop him, as the other grabbed her suitcase. She continued walking, her hand holding the professor under the chest. “You were chasing villains?? Are the halls unsafe?” She asked, looking around expectantly. She looked down to him then. “It makes sense that you would defend us students, being the professor of defense. But...why are you in this body if you can remove curses?”

He found himself incredibly comfortable when held by the girl near her torso. He also looked quite proud of himself. “Why yes, our headmistress has the habit of allowing all sorts of creatures of the night to roam these halls, the undead, demons, vampires. All they do is cause trouble really.” he sighed in a fake way and then sighed harder when she mentioned his situation. “W-w-well, you see, I uhh… it was a very powerful curse! Yes, it totally wasn’t a joke that went wrong because I was so weak. Nope. It was a powerful unbreakable spell.”

“Oh..” She whispered with a hint of dejection. “Well I am sure they are not all bad..” That hint was wiped away quickly as the professor tried to make a rather hasty excuse as to his canine condition. She hid a small smirk, “Ohhh, I see, I see.” She said as they continued down the hall, the whirr of the suitcase’s wheels following behind them.

Soon they’d leave the traditional center of the academy and go to a shining new building, a small skyscraper. The dog sighed happily in the embrace of a lady, being a dog wasn’t so bad when it came to that, most women would beat him if he asked to rest in their lap as a human, hell, some kids would beat him just for the sake of it, the man always unable to hold up in a fight against most entities that move and some unmoving ones.

“Ever been to an elevator before?” he asked proudly, as if it was him who had invented the device. “You walk into that door and you press the button number, in this case, we are going to floor 5”

Katalynn’s eyes trailed up the height of the mini skyscraper - she’d never been in a building that looked quite like it. Her head turned back to the informative pooch as he coached her on how to use the elevator. “I have not seen such a device in person…” She said as they approached the doors and soon entered the building, “..but Mother has told me of them.”

She would walk as the professor directed her, making it into the elevator and cautiously stepping inside before pulling her bag in. She hit the button labeled “5”, before beginning to awkwardly wobble with a nervous expression as the small room started to ascend.

Being experimental technology, the elevator was quite shaky and cranky, Katalynn would find herself vibrating a lot, unable to hold her head with the puppy professor in her arms. When the chamber came to a halt, it was a sudden and brute stop that made their bodies jump a bit.

The girl tried to keep her balance in the jarring elevator ride, clutching the pooch closer. “A-Are these safe?” She asked worriedly, moments before they stopped. She grabbed her bag and hopped out of the lift as soon as the door allowed her. “That is going to take some getting used to..”

She started to walk down the hall with her suitcase rolling behind her once again, beginning to hear the murmurs of voices as she approached what she could only assume was the place she was meant to stay at. She peeked in a bit, noticing that others were already inside.

Was she sharing an abode with other students? She paused, uncertain of how to feel about that - the only person she’d ever lived with was Mother. “Is this the right place, Mister Barty?”

“Yes, it seems to be the case. I also saw your key and that seems to be the number of the door.” the dog said to the girl he didn’t know was an undead dullahan. “I guess my galliant mission ends here, I am glad I was able to keep you safe.”

Katalynn gave the professor a small squeeze as she smiled at him, before placing him gently on the floor just outside the dorm. “Thank you Mister Professor!” She beamed. “I do not think I could have found it on my own.” She said as she scratched her head. She grabbed the handle of the bag before looking down to the pooch once again. “Maybe I will see you in class at another time? That would be the best - you are a most helpful teacher.”

The dog beamed with happiness at that, most people thought he was the worst teacher. “Yes! I do teach the first year, so you will be seeing more of me yet! I look forward to teaching you in the years to come!”

Katalynn offered a shallow bow as the two parted ways, the little dog making his way back down the hall with his little legs. Meanwhile she entered the dormroom, reaching up one hand to knock on the open wooden door a few times. She looked at the two other students standing before her - two blue-eyed girls, one with black hair and one with brown - and it seemed they were in the midst of their own conversation.

“I am sorry to interrupt, but...are you also living in these lodgings? I did not know that I would be having.. room-mates.” She said with a bit of nervousness.