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I'm just a very casual roleplayer. I'm not really good at bios, so if you wanna know something just ask.

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STILL A WORK IN PROGRRSS

Name: Dmitri "D" Surge

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Description: The first thing people notice about Dmitri is his scar on his left eye, forcing it closed. His scar runs down the top of his left eyebrow all the way down his cheek. Dmitri has blue eyes, visibility only in his right. Aside from his face, his hair is brown and straight. He has a beard, a patch of hair on his chin and under his bottom lip. Dmitri stands at about 6'4", usually towering over most people. He weighs just over 220 pounds, muscle adding to his weight. Dmitri has a very athletic, muscular build.

Dmitri wears a blue shirt that reveals his muscles just a bit, the shirt tight on him. He wears a pair of black jeans, a slightly baggy, but nothing too odd. He wears black combat boots as well. He sports an eye patch to cover his damaged eye.

Backstory/Bio: Dmitri was born to a militaristic family, his father making it mandatory for him to join at 18. Dmitri agreed and began training and working out. He was top of his class, trying his hardest to impress fellow soldiers and leaders. His father got him promoted, a "gift" for Dmitri's hard work.

After completing numerous missions with lower ranked teams as leader, he finally began doing more rigorous missions. He did things from hostage recovery to protecting VIPs. One mission proved to push Dmitri, however. He was assigned to infiltrating a terrorist hideout alone as his team secured the perimeter. He got through most of the building, but two people remained. While detaining the first, the second surprise attacked him, cutting into his face and left eye. He quickly executed the enemy, but was forever scarred with the grim reminder of what the military does to you.

Dmitri was then sent to the US to rest. He resided in California, in charge of housing Russian VIPs that were targets of terrorists. Dmitri was home when the bombs dropped, hiding in a closet as that was the only spot he could go. Afterwards, everything was gone. He walked around the city of Los Angeles, finding nothing but death and destruction.

After a while, he came to terms with everything and became a scavenger. He killed when necessary and shared if he felt like it. He wanders around the country, looking for somewhere to settle.

Personality: Dmitri is quiet. He acts first, talks second. He won't hesitate to execute who he sees fit. He's a brutal man, often beating his enemies to death when necessary. Dmitri doesn't like letting people get away with wrongdoing, usually chasing them down to kill unless stopped.

Despite Dmitri being Russian, he doesn't have a thick accent. He picked up a very "American" accent and is able to be understood.

Equipment/Gear- (set up this way, please)

Weapon 1: Baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped around the barrel (goes down to top of the grip)
Weapon 2: Switchblade
Items in possession: Water filled canteen, gas mask, and flashlight.

Specialties:

1) Combat
2) Weapon building
Alexander placed her on a medic table, helping them with procedures. They worked quickly and efficiently. Alexander helped clean her wound, stitch her up, and bandage Rosline. After a long, tedious process, Rosline was finally patched up. Alexander sat by her side, monitoring her condition.
@BurningCold@SaikaAnge
That's pretty much it. As for skeletons, go for it.
Alexander rushed to her side and picked her up. "Damn it, Rosline!" Alexander said as he slung her over his shoulder. "I don't know if this will help, but if you pull through, I'll consider pairing up with you..." Alexander said, his face turning a bright red. "Maybe even marriage..." Alexander mumbled.
Alexander nodded, placing another hand on her chest to make sure her heart was still beating. "Don't you die on me." Alexander said with a small smile. He hoped that she'd survive, knowing the time she'd been bleeding out was way beyond fatal. He was surprised she didn't die earlier. He was glad she wasn't.

After a while of riding, they finally arrived at camp. He tapped her shoulder gently, trying to wake her up. "Hey...Rosline. Wake up. We're here." Alexander whispered, getting off the horse afterwards.
Alexander's smile faded hearing her last sentence. He immediately applied pressure on her wound. He gently kissed her cheek. "Hang in there, okay?" Alexander stated softly, trying to remain calm. He rode faster, camp only a few hundred meters away. Alexander thought a bit. Was the kiss too much? Was it not enough? He didn't know, but that wasn't the main thing to focus on at the time.
Alexander chuckled hearing her reply. "Impress me, huh? Is that what you're trying to do?" Alexander asked, trying to both keep her talking as well as find out her intentions with him. Alexander had to admit, he was warming up to her even more now. He moved his other arm around her, still in control riding his horse.
Alexander held her hands as he rode. He then stopped his horse to have her sit in front of him so he could hold her up and she could lean back. He then began to ride again, an arm around her waist. "I bet. I know the feeling." Alexander said with a small smile.
Alexander couldn't help but smile. "Yes. We did it." Alexander answered. He then picked her up, carrying her horizontally across his body with both arms. He carried her to his horse, sitting her on the back. "Crim! Leo! I'm taking her back to camp for medical help! Meet you there later!" He called out to them.

Alexander rode off, keeping a close eye on Rosline. "Talk to me, Rosline. Don't stop talking." Alexander said looking back at her.
Alexander turned to the groan, horrified to see Rosline was getting worse. He rushed back to her side. "Are you alright?!" He asked, obviously showing some concern for her. He held her hand. "Come on don't die here..." Alexander added. He stuck his sword into the ground as he knelt down beside her.
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