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Birdie Mae Harding

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x x Birdena Mae Harding, affectionately dubbed Birdie, is the youngest of three and her parent's only daughter. Growing up on 300+ acres of ranch land in the Friendship state puts the love of the land into one's heart and that's exactly what took root within Birdie. Though the family business was booming; a livestock & agricultural prospect that has only shot up through the rankings among the largest corporations in the nation - they would even argue the world with the amount of jars they have their hands in - she was no stranger to manual labor or digging in the dirt. In fact she quite enjoyed it. Hours on end, ranch hands and other staff members of her family's estate, could find her chasing after the calves alongside the dogs, riding the horses barebacked across the meadows and fields. Always coming back home with dirt covering the majority of her clothes and face, hair dis-shelved and some kinda new scratch somewhere on her persons. Needless to say, Birdie wasn't overly fond of the silver spoon that was expected to be handed to the children of the wealthy. Would she deny it? Absolutely not. She was her daddy's rodeo queen after all. It's just, she didn't fret if she broke a nail, or a bone. Happy-Go-Lucky, Birdie is never one to shut down the opportunity for having a good time. Just don't expect her to be the sharpest tool in the shed. Rough and tumble with a heart of gold and a personality that shines like the sun, the students at OIC can definitely find a friend in the Harding heiress.

Alessio Basile

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x x Alessio Basile; youngest son of a large industrial conglomerate, and not in direct line to inherit any of the responsibilities that come with the wealth, save for the family name. Having an older brother to shoulder the brunt of the expectations has afforded him - and his twin sister - a life of luxury sans stress where his parents let him get away with most of anything turning him into quite the troublemaker. Always one to test the boundaries and push his luck but ever so clever as to dodge any of the consequences. For a time. Alessio has always wielded a better head for business and knowledge than his siblings, though wasn't deemed fit to take charge at the time. With the head of the company; and family, getting up in age and his brother getting bolder with his wild ideas, it seems as though Alessio will be kept close to the breast in all endeavors moving forward. He doesn't mind. Not really. It's just another tool in his arsenal that will propel him and his future to bigger and better opportunities. Unless something unexpected were to be thrown into the mix. Say, a blast from his past?

Vann Santos

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x x Saint Vann, the savior of the downtrodden and destitute. Residential wild child and black sheep of the Santos family. With a zest for life and a curiosity level that is unlike her numerous siblings, Vann is the poster child for "just go with it". A perfect combination of laid back and boisterous. Though she struggles to wear serious and caution as badges, there are rare moments where it shine through and Vann can behave herself. Should the situation call for it. She would much rather be living it up than acting mature. Growing up in a large family does that to a kid. Always gotta go with the flow of the people around, never one to have the attention on you for very long lest you come off as selfish. To Vann though, she realized that having a little bit of that attention focused solely on herself wasn't half bad. Regardless of the type. That was when she discovered and experimented with anything she could get her greased stained hands on. She fears the thought of being content with becoming a sheep among the masses. Of living a humdrum life with nothing to show for it. Anything and everything is better than being content with basics, with the bare minimum. Vann will not be that person. An 'irritating attention-seeker when she wants it bad enough' if one were to know her well enough. Not so holy of a saint is she. Vann is reckless and impatient; especially if things are not up to her speed and often tends to get bored which leads her to take unnecessary risks in order to keep that wild streak running. Not always does it affect only her... Who would have believed that Saint Vann is a ticking time bomb? Surprisingly quite a few people. Push her past her breaking point and no one is safe from that barbed tongue of hers. No one is off limits and feelings spared is a cop-out to be true to the nasty self she truly is. Pair that with any substance in her system and there is hardly anything to do but let her run her course. Other Information Constantly has something sweet in her mouth. A deep love for cars; her baby. The loudest one at the party. Sexual innuendos at most times. Smoking weed when things get too heavy. Anything to keep the party going. Found at the garage with a bag of sour candy. Unable to sit still. Sun tanning pool side. One night stands give her strength. Drive fast, take chances. 2 wild 2 tame. Always has music playing from her headphones. Cleans furiously when emotions run high. Finds the stillness of the world odd. She can’t stop herself from reacting before she thinks things through...

Elliot J. Underwood

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x x First born to a real estate tycoon and a CEO of a mineral-based makeup firm, Elliot James Underwood would grow up in the lap of luxury. Rubbing elbows with other children of wealthy and well to do parents helped shape the mindset that he could get away with anything and everything he wanted. Simply because of who he was. Throwing some money and threats around seemed to help too. The east coast was home though he was never really contained to just one area of the country. His family would often take trips around the globe any chance they got - which was quite frequent. Up until his senior year of college Elliot had been attending UCLA; strictly for the achievement of saying that that was his alumn. However, a chance meeting of a pretty young thing over the summer caught his attention. She was blonde, southern and oh so dumb. It was easy to manipulate her. To get her to do as he wanted, when he wanted. When Elliot found out about her attending OIC, well, he just had to transfer. There was no way his toy was going to be without him.

Theodore Bajolière

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x x Born in Port-au-Prince, Haiti and then immediately moved to NOLA, USA, Theodore Bajolière developed long lasting roots within the Creole community. There was never a dull moment as he grew up - he made sure of that. Always causing the most commotion, gaining the attention - good and bad - and reveling in the excitement of it all. Learning anything and everything he could just for the fun of it all. That hunger for knowledge continued to follow him into adulthood when he pursued quite a few degrees that allowed him to question and ponder and continuously seek. Through his endeavors Theo met and fell in love with a fellow classmate; Eloise Cooper - a law major at OIC. The two hit it off and before graduation Eloise gave birth to a beautiful baby boy; Henry. They married soon after and live together off campus in Rose Point as Theodore garnered a teaching position; Philosophy + Literature, at his Alma Mater and she obtained a place within Attawit's legal system. Things have been slowing down recently within the Bajolière family. Both parents busy trying to make the best of the situation they have found themselves in. Young and in love doesn't seem to fully encompass what they are. At least, not anymore. But with two children they still attempt to make a show of trying. Knowledge is key. It fuels his broad-minded approach to life. Theo is keenly interested in philosophy and religion, and all the subcategories that fall in between. Obtaining knowledge and finding disciplines that aid in his internal quest fuels him and his actions. Never one to sit still and let the excitement come to him. No. That would be too boring. Actively seeking out the adventure and all the pros and cons that come with it is what gives him the high he craves. Because Theodore Bajolière is a man who knows what he wants, and gets what he desires. Regardless of the consequences that follow.

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_{ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋʙᴜʀɴᴇʀ}

Zinnia Cardoso

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x x Zinnia Veru Cardoso; eldest daughter to a famous singer performer; Elena Lorenzo & model turned fashion designer; Vittore Cardoso. With famous, well to do parents such as hers, Zin and her sister were doomed to be raised by others in their place. House staff and familial friends; and what family were close enough, were always there to cater to their every whim - should they require assistance. The number of people surrounding them dwindled as they grew older having no need for "babysitters" as the girls liked to refer to them. Because of the constant state of absentee parents, Zin has taken on the ideal that people are only useful as stepping stones. If they have no use to her and her goals or gains then they are not worth her time at all. It's a common denominator of why she has so few friends - and why she gets into so many fights. Not many people can stand the ire of Zinnia Cardoso. And if they can... well, they deserve a fucking medal.

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Descension {A Modern God RP}

Melinoë || Bringer of Nightmares

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𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔 & 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼

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THE INNER SELF

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Descension {A Modern God RP}

Odin || The Allfather

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𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔 & 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼

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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 In most texts, Odin was depicted as a long-bearded, one-eyed man wearing a broad hat and a cloak, wielding his spear, Gungnir. Something that never failed to make the Allfather smile in mirth upon listening as he sat among the midgardians. However, if he ever did make his face appear to the mortals, and wanted them to knowit was him, Odin made sure to appear as they thought he looked. In his never ending quest to obtain wisdom and knowledge, he sought out Mimir, an extremely wise god in his own right. Mimir possessed the well Mímisbrunnrl; beneath one of three roots of Yggdrasil, said that the waters contained substantial wisdom and knowledge, and if someone drank from the well they would also gain wisdom. Though, Mimir required that whosoever shall drink from the well sacrifice one of their eyes. Odin agreed. A small price to pay for the pursuit of understanding. Not too terribly long after was Mimir giving counsel to another Aesir god; cheating out the Vanir, was seized and beheaded and then his head sent to Asgard. Upon receiving, Odin took the head, embalmed it with herbs so that it would not rot, and spoke charms over it, which gave it the power to speak to him and reveal to him secrets. He planned on keeping his counsel wherever he went. Anything to have a leg up on information on the other worlds. Ruling from his throne Hlidskjalf, he was able to observe all that happens in the nine realms. Accompanied by the wolves Freki and Geri, to whom he gives his food for he himself consumes nothing but wine, the ravens Huginn and Muninn, who bring him information from all over Midgard, eyes ablaze like a frozen lake with a fire burning bright beneath it's sheet, Odin ruled over Asgard with an iron fist clad in gold. Though his intentions were noble in all but results. His pursuit of knowledge and wisdom,His intentions were noble, but misguided, and he genuinely wanted what was best for his people and the realms as he sought to prevent Ragnarök (an event that would go on to kill myriads of innocent people including the Aesir and the Vanir) from happening. Centuries of reigning undisputed with unlimited power as well as a lifetime of failed trials however, had gradually hardened him to the point where he was unable, or perhaps, unwilling to accept that his actions and the actions of his fellow Aesir was having a negative effect and was in fact leading them all ironically into causing the very disaster that he was trying so long to avoid.

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THE INNER SELF

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Descension {A Modern God RP}

Comus || God Revelry & Chaos

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𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔 & 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼

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THE INNER SELF

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Descension {A Modern God RP}

Tlazōlteōtl | Goddess of Filth

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Tlazōlteōtl

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𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙔 & 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼

Raven Lyn Corneil | 00CC99

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𝗚𝗢𝗗𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗧𝗛

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𝙈𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙔 & 𝘽𝙄𝙊𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙃𝙔

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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬 Highly sought after among her people, Tlazōlteōtl inspired many a new vicious desires all the while being the one to forgive and cleanse those sins. It was a delicious cycle. They would come to her, seeking pleasure, basking in their sinful desires before the glory of battle and then the morning after, before taking off to war they would seek her forgiveness. Praying to her for her to bless and purify them. All of which she would bestow, a whispered promise to see them again when they returned. However, just as easily as she could be enjoyed and her sin encouraged, she was still a Goddess who would afflict those around her with diseases should they ever indulge themselves in things they shouldn't. Though, she would be remiss if she didn't encourage the sinful nature of mortals all for the sake of devouring them; thus purifying the poor soul in the process. Through this she helped create harmony within the communities. A lonely life to only be sought after, used and then forgotten. Until the next time.

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THE INNER SELF

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𝙑𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙐𝙀𝙎 & 𝙑𝙄𝘾𝙀𝙎

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Delbrook Academy High School || SOL RP

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Taeyeon 'Arlo' Hahn

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𝓣𝓪𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓵𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓱𝓷

^{Woo Do-Hwan || #c3474d}

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██████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 Arlo is described as a pretty boy. His face is delicate and sculpted, with soft lips and perfect cheekbones. Arlo is noted to be tall and lean with broad shoulders, well-built arms, and a muscular frame. He has narrow, hazel colored eyes that seem almost cat-like, which make him appear sly and intimidating. His black hair is naturally messy and spikes upwards due to his bed head. Growing up his brother's affectionate nickname for him was "Rooster Head". When it comes to his fashion sense, he dresses mostly in all black but sometimes dips into blue tones; though his favorites would have to be how good red looks on him. As far as the school uniform goes, he's hardly seen out of dress code, though he does wear his tie a bit on the loose side. ██████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Arlo has a laid-back yet scheming personality and is considered a "provocation expert" by many. He would actively provoke others and is unrelenting when dishing out snide remarks. But never with malicious intent, more so for the sake of competition. However, Arlo is kinder and more genuine than what his exterior image conveys. Though he likes to provoke others, especially on the court, sportsmanship is still important to him and he doesn't tolerate cheaters. Arlo is also shown to be a highly observant and intuitive person when it comes to both volleyball and people. In matches, his attentive nature as a middle blocker proves to be extremely lethal for his opponents. He quickly tracks down and analyzes every move of the spikers, allowing him to put up a successful block and destroy the momentum of the opposing team. Around his friends and teammates Arlo is a reliable, strong friend, often responsible for lifting the spirits of everyone when they are feeling down using sly quips. He seems to derive enjoyment from facing strong opponents, on and off the court and in many different fashions, and hides his frustration with sharp smirks and boisterous remarks, all the while scheming strategies to break them down and come out on top. Despite seeming sly and cool on the outside, Arlo possesses a silly side that is on display when he belts out in loud obnoxious laughter and engages in frivolous conversation with Koren. Arlo likes to proclaim "ah, youth," to anyone a year or two younger than him. Essentially, he's a total dork.

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██████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 Hahn Taeyeon, better known as Arlo - easier to stomach on a dossier at a conference than his birth name he s'pposes. Second son of a large industrial chaebol, and not in direct line to inherit any of the responsibilities that come with the wealth save for the family name. Having an older brother to shoulder the brunt of the expectations has afforded him a life of luxury sans stress where his parents let him get away with most of anything turning him into quite the troublemaker. Always one to test the boundaries and push his luck but ever so clever as to dodge any of the consequences. For a time. Arlo has always wielded a better head for business and knowledge than his brother, though wasn't deemed fit to take charge at the time. With the head of the company; and family, getting up in age and his brother getting bolder with his wild ideas, it seems as though Arlo will be kept close to the breast in all endeavors moving forward. He doesn't mind. Not really. It's just another tool in his arsenal that will propel him and his future to bigger and better opportunities. Unless something unexpected were to be thrown into the mix. Say, a blast from his past?

Soleil Toussaint; TW mentions of drug use and suicide

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^{Nyane Lebajoa || #cd9575}

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 A dark-skinned young woman, on the lighter spectrum naturally. However, due to her consistent exposure to the sun her complexion fluctuates. Growing up, Soleil sported long, curly sable lock; it wasn't until she was a little older that she found the love for dying her hair unnatural colors. Tall and lithe, toned and athletic, she wields a model's balance and a swimmer's body. Sol puts forth the effort to be healthier in what she eats and works to maintain her figure. Though she does indulge every now and then in sour candies and drugs if she can find 'em As far as the uniform goes Sol is definitely disgusted by the colors. gold and blue? It's so American, only overshadowed had the colors been red, white and blue. But she digresses. The style and cut isn't terrible, but it is what it is. Sol wears it as is with accessories to heighten the ensemble; especially a pair of shades. Everyday looks can find her in chic casual, or designer threads. Make no mistake, Soleil is always dressed well. X X ███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Soleil, at face value, is the epitome of poise and French elegance. From her posture to the way her accent slips by, Soleil exudes a type of proper. Though she prides herself on being all these things, Sol also knows that she can be better. She is her biggest critic and will always reflect on how to be better. Her personality changes, ever so slightly, depending on the friends she finds herself in the company with. Outside of friends Sol comes off as callous, sarcastic, vain and oh so dramatic. She is French after all. She is known to bite back at any injustice thrown her way with a well thought out retort. Though not always does it go her way and she has been known to take drastic measures to secure her "win". There is a caring nature to her, as demonstrated when she tends to the plants in the gardens and greenhouses, as well as showering those closest to her in material love giving and quality time are totally her love languages. She absolutely hates the mundane and is always interested in trying new things. Once someone gets the chance to know Soleil, they'll come to find out that she can be goofy just like everyone else.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 When Soleil was born it was a cause for commotion. Model Gisele Toussaint was at the height of her career when she attended an after party during Fashion Week in Milan, there she met with Nathanael Bishop. And the rest they say is history. They had a tumultuous relationship. Ups and downs abound. Abuse in all forms took root within their lives and manifested from little inconveniences to heavy substance abuse. It wasn't long before Gisele found herself pregnant and instead of having an abortion, like they had planned, they kept the baby. Being born of two junkies wasn't ideal. For any parties involved. What made it worse was that at the ripe age of three Soleil was used as a bargaining chip in order to gain more money from her maternal grandparents in order to fund a drug habit and was "missing" for nearly five days. When Isidora & River Toussaint discovered what exactly was going on and that their daughter and her boyfriend were up to, they removed Soleil from the environment immediately and took custody of her. Gisele was in a cushy rehab facility that took care of her in all the right ways. Including feeding that nasty habit of hers. And when they finally ceased, Gisele went off the rails, committing suicide. Soleil didn't know hardly anything of her mother growing up. Aside from the small fragmented memories and small burn marks that dot her forearms and inside thighs she has from when she was much, much younger. Growing up under the care and tutelage of her grandparents has been like a dream. Isidora Simone Laveau - Toussaint was also a model in her prime and now consults for fashion shows while her River Toussaint is still creating wonderful masterpieces to be worn on mortal flesh around the world. Learning from the best, Sol has been on a straight shot to greatness. Plucked and tutored and molded into perfection to follow in their footsteps. It's what she wants. She's damn good at it. Because of that pesky itch that gnaws at her every so often, calling her to take another hit, another pill, another tab - Soleil has been sent to Marble Heights as an alternative to rehab. It's gonna be an adjustment but she's sure she can make it work in her favor.

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███████████████████████████████████████████ 【E X T R A S】 ☀ @solful is her handle all across social media platforms ☀ Grandfather's fashion line is called: espérer ☀ Dreams to rise above whatever title her mother formally held when she was at the height of her career and to create and wear the most masterfully crafted pieces the runways of the world have ever seen. ☀ Sol adores plants and spending time in gardens, sipping a cool drink with her sketch book. ☀ Speaks French when she's irritated, stressed or to avoid dealing with people. ☀ Bright Hair Color ☀ Septum & Ears are pierced ☀ Henna tattoo on her hand, she plans to get it permanently inked once she hit 18. Really just seeing if she likes the design and placement at the moment ☀ Sour Candies are the way to her heart

Koren Nox

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𝓚𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓝𝓸𝔁

Maria Domark | #69af7e

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█████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖠 𝖯 𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 𝖢 𝖤】 At 5'8" Koren is definitely shorter than her brother - something he often pokes fun at when they're together. Toned extremities from years of athletics has left her with a desired figure. Couple this with her childish nature and this sometimes makes her look younger and petite than she is. Though the number of bruises that line her arm and legs are sure to raise questions. As an outside hitter power and stamina makes her an intense force of nature and it shows in her physique. Not unlike her brother Kore too has a skin care regime that she follows to the letter. Naturally a sandy blonde though she currently rocks a lighter, almost platinum tone, and only recently is starting to lose the pink streaks she has previously had. Not pale my any means, Kore's rambunctious nature calls her to spend a lot of that energy outdoors if she can and therefore is rewarded with an even tanned glow about her. Kore's fashion style can be described as straight up athleisure. Leggings, joggers, pullovers, sports bras, oversized shirts, swimwear, biking shorts. The whole nine yards. She's all about that comfort and with how active she is having the appropriate attire is key. She can sometimes get lost in the baggy clothes she lounges in while rocking large lens glasses, amber eyes always twinkling. When it comes to the school uniform Koren is seen constantly with her blouse un-tucked, stockings aren't ever the same height while the blazer is always unbuttoned. There is only one tattoo she has on her at the moment, a star outline on her left hip she got while out for her eighteenth before being shipped to America. Maybe there will be more in the future? But she isn't too concerned with it at the moment. Been there done that. █████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖱 𝖤 𝖯 𝖴 𝖳 𝖠 𝖳 𝖨 𝖮 𝖭】 Koren can be described as intense. Just not in an aggressive way. Playful, friendly, energetic, bombastic; very much like a puppy.. She is even described by those closest to her as having "mood swings" where even the slightest thing can change switch her mood. Which then in turn impacts her entire personality and then affects everyone near her. It's not pleasant. She is often times referred to by her twin as 'air headed' and 'ditzy'. However, no can say she isn't a great hype-(wo)man, always showcasing her impressive skill (on the court) and a morale-boosting demeanor. Kore just comes off as annoying and... just a lot. Seeking out attention and praise when she thinks she deserves it (which is always). Kore is rather ignorant of other people's discomfort and doesn't seem to shy away from difficult situations. Despite her general silly behavior, there are moments when Koren exhibits something akin to a wise form of intelligence. Its rare, but it happens.

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█████████████████████████████████████████ 【𝖧 𝖨 𝖲 𝖳 𝖮 𝖱 𝖸】 Koren Elise Nox was a born at 12:06 AM on May 17, 2001. 13 minutes after her beloved stoic twin. Something he likes to remind her off constantly. Since then the twins have hardly spent a moment apart. With a marine biologist for a mother and a genetics researcher for a father they lived a very enriching life. Work called their parents to all over the world as leaders in their respective fields. Their early childhood was spent in South Africa, both of their parents a part of teams researching various things. The work was challenging but at the end of the day the family always came together and the stress would melt away. Though she is the youngest of the two, Koren was the one in charge of their daily activities, always seen dragging Keziah around on many of her harebrained ideas. He is the calm to her storm, the the water to her fire. The one to always tell her like it is, but come to her defense at the drop of a hat. Her best friend. Shh don't tell him that. The two of them brought out the best in each other, and when it came to facing the world they’d never be alone. When they were 8 the family packed up and moved to Tokyo and here is where life truly began for the two of them. With Keziah's infatuation with volleyball taking flight it was only a matter of time before he was dragging her into something new and exciting. Once she was hooked she was hooked. Practicing haphazardly in the yard, Keziah setting and tossing and her trying to perfect the powerful delivery of a well timed spike. And from there history was written. In middle school they were stars, King and Queen of their respective courts. While the sport brought about a new vigor in her brother it only served to enhance her already outgoing nature. Koren was the morale booster, a force to be reckoned with, the loudest on the court and off - if she were ever so unlucky. The competitive nature in her was sated so long as everyone was enjoying the game and having fun and she win, of course Never one to shy away from something because of it's difficulty Koren often times found herself in the company of others who may not always appreciate her intense presence. Koren was in her element and her love for the sport only increased with every game. The family relocated again to Australia after middle school, much to the twins displeasure; though to Koren she was looking forward to a new adventure. After a particularly wild summer the twins are being shipped off to America to finish the rest of their schooling at some boarding school or something. Oops...

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𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝...𝚘𝚑, 𝚠𝚘𝚠, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕...𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚊?

𝙽𝚘? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍...

𝙾𝚑, 𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝙰 𝙲 𝙲 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙶 𝚁 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙴 𝙳

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𝙰𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙳𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙰𝙺𝙰 𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚃 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴: 𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗫 '𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗫' 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷: 𝟭𝟭.𝟮𝟰.𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟯 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷: 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗧𝗫, 𝗨𝗦𝗔 𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝗧𝗘𝗫𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙰𝙶𝙴: 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗘 𝚂𝙴𝚇𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝗕𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚂𝙴𝚂: 𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗫, 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡, 𝗥𝗢𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗧 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴: 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗢𝗥 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚂: 𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁: 𝚁𝟷𝟾𝟹𝟷𝟸𝟺 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has averaged out at a height of women her age. Banana shaped and slim figured, oft times societally targeted as too boyish. Slim shoulders and hips, flat belly, makes for infiltrating narrow spaces easy. Not an issue for her to maintain low weight and although she is on the thinner side that does not exclude her from sporting and athletic prowess and toned extremities. Crooked smile that exudes a goofy attitude. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] highly suggests to keep an eye out for any behavioral problems emanating from this one and to report to him on such findings. ‘Guernica Painting’ tattoo on her right forearm' the tattoo is a black rectangle with an eye in the negative space, center of the eye is a light bulb. 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗘 suggests the use of state-of-the-art makeup to cover it up.

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𝙿𝚂𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

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𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝚂: 𝘅 𝗧𝗲𝘅𝗮𝘀, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘅 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀! & 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗕 𝗢 𝗢 𝗠 𝘅 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘅 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘅 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀	𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝚂: 𝘅 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘅 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘅 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 & 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘅 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘁𝘀 & 𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝘅 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘆

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𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is the quintessential mold for no mold. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 doesn't know how to state her opinions in a tactful way, much like how she approaches most things. Tactful and forethought isn't something 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 holds a high score in in her repertoire. However, because of her lack of tact 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is someone who approaches all situations head on and honestly. Not one to pull punches in a time of crisis, even is she was the reason for said crisis. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 approaches all things with the same level of curiosity and enthusiasm. A driven individual, it is oft times difficult to get 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 to comply with orders and suggestions. Let it be known that 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has an issue with authority figureheads. Typically resulting in behavioral issues; most often placed in the category of disruption. We have found this to be both helpful and hindering. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] has instructed to give her the freedom she desires while also guiding her outlets towards goals that benefit PROM. and our missions. The surest way to chase 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 off is to force constraints onto her and expect her to blindly follow. If 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 were ever feel that that freedom is limited, or worse denied, there is no doubt that she would defect. Should she refuse anymore direct orders from 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] or any other superior, it would go against 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 resulting in removal from field work and placed in the archives for ___ week(s). To be noted; 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is to be monitored for psyche evaluations and scans regularly - especially after every encounter with physically jarring incidents. New information has surfaced about her familial code where [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] could pose a problem, should she show signs. The tests are necessary. Something to keep an eye on. Offer up challenges for 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡. This works phenomenally to keep her engaged in work and other tedious tasks. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 takes is a personal offense should she fail to complete a problem handed to her specifically. Expect a lot of damage done in the meantime. It is part of the process with which 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 works through and with. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡's magnetic personality isn't suited for the life of stealth based covert operations, though it fits in perfectly in the realm of 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗔𝗥𝗗 𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟. Her cover is maintained and there are none who would suspect the loud, rambunctious and heated Texas native is an explosive technician.

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𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

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• 𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗠. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has shown a remarkable mastery in the improvision, construction and designing explosives and other destructive devices. • 𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗘𝗥. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 possesses the talent and skill of disassembling and reassembling tools and other weapons - not just of the detonating variety. In her down time she can be found in the lab with the R&R team tinkering away, figuring out how it works and trying to create something better than it was. • 𝗚𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡. Tenacious and enthusiastic, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 possesses the ability to learn quickly and on the fly and does best when under some sort of time limit. Pushing her to her limits challenges her and therefore one is able to pull more talent and production from her. • 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣. To compensate for limited hand-to-hand combat skills, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has been trained rigorously in firearms. Rifles seem to come a little easier for her than others. • 𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗗 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗘. A native Texan, as well as having parents who graduated from the 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗘 program gives 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 an upper hand compared to other agents.

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• 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗞𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗨𝗟𝗧. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has shown that consequences for her actions mean little to nothing. Giving them barely a thought, nor does she seem particularly concerned in the wake of destruction she tends to leave behind. [Act first, think it through later.] • 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗠𝗦. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is extremely proud of where she comes from. [𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡: 'The wildlife, the locals, the traditions. Hell, I even know where in Swindon the best place to get BBQ is at. Hint, it ain't in Swindon.' — please note, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] did not ask for her input.] That's it. • 𝗕𝗜𝗣. Due to the behavioral disruptive issues 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 experiences, she is placed on a 𝗕𝗜𝗣 (behavioral intervention plan) in order to help keep her focused and on track with her missions and daily activities. There are consequences for not meeting her goals and there are rewards for when she does. So far it has proved adequate for the likes of 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡. • 𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗡. It has been noted by many other agents (both current and past) that although 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is a valuable asset to the agency, it shouldn't be overlooked that she is quite the noise maker. Rambunctious and brash, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 can rub others the wrong way. Not for any other reason than because she has no regard for personal space. Something to keep in mind when placing her in teams. • 𝗙𝗜𝗫𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡. It is no surprise that when 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 sets to work on something that she works on it til she sees it to it's completion. Because of that 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 can be classified as someone who fixates to an unhealthy degree on tasks. Often times she has had to be forced to rest for health concerns. Especially those related to [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱]. If 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is spotted working on something, make note to check in on her every few hours. 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 allow 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 to work on something longer than _𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦_ unless with a written slip from a commanding agent.

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• 𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗥𝗢 𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗟. Remote detonation C4 explosive. • 𝗘𝗢𝗗 𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗥. Solves the problem of how to hang a carabiner or break away pulley while conducting remote pulls. • 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗦. Offensive, Illuminating, Chemical, Non-Lethal & Fragmentation. Housing anywhere from nitroglycerin or grain dust, to nails and other shrapnel types of materials. Most of which are handmade with her signature on every one of 'em. • 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗘. Vials and canisters, color coded and labeled with symbols, that house different types of volatile liquids.

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𝙴𝙽𝚅𝙸𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

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𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡, a native of 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗧𝗫 and officially known as 𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗫 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗘 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡, opting for the nickname '𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗫' is the only child born to former 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠 agents 𝗥𝗜𝗣 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 and 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡, both of whom graduated out of 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗘 with exceeding remarks and wins under their belt. Since their graduation they have continued their work in the form of mercenaries for hire; home life and work bleeding into one another. Bringing 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 into the world was a bold move for two trained spies. A move they never planned on seeing through to the end. 𝗥𝗜𝗣 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has continued with his marksmen skill, contributing his services to those with the most to offer, while 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 took to perfecting her explosive and detonation skills. According to old records still on file, that was a skill she lacked the most. It seems that 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 has taken a shine to her mother's craft and therefore far exceeds 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡's talents. Both former agents have been listed as volatile and abrasive, often times were seen taking their actions too far. This was clearly observed in the relationship through the years. Unmarked tails believed their natures to have changed once they discovered they were to be parents and for a time after 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡's birth it seemed as if they had. Their strong personalities seem to be genetic seeing as how wild and headstrong 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 turned out to be. There hardly was a time when 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 wasn't in trouble for something or another. Getting dragged back home in the back of a cop car or butting heads with her parents to the point that there were battle scars to take away from it all. Fights are commonplace within the 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 household, nothing that required agents to step in until the night of 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗘 𝟭𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟱. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 returned home from a field trip with the other 6th-7th graders to a fight between parents. Before the agents stationed outside could intervene in time, there was a loud commotion coming from the backside of the home where 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 conducted her tests. Aside from scraps and bruising, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 seemed safe. No other physical wounds were located on the body. However 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 and 𝗥𝗜𝗣 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 took the brunt of the force. 𝗥𝗜𝗣 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 was pronounced DOA when transported to the nearest hospital, 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗛 (𝗡𝗘𝗘 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘) 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 is currently admitted to a 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗗𝗘 exclusive facility to house and treat current and ex-agents. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] has been placed on 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡's case, tasked with her care and well being and informing on her progress to chain of command. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡's personal handler. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 [𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱] notes: "𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡'𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗘 𝟭𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟱. 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 (𝟷) 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 (𝟸) 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝. 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑." In a recent psychological evaluation on 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 it was noted that [she is]: "𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 '𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙'. 𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕-𝚖𝚊𝚢-𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗. 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗨𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗡 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛."

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ERIK SCHÄFER | WAHRHEIT

𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝙴𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚐-𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡' 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙳𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙴𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎. 𝙴𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭: ▅▅▅▅▅

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YUTO SHITANAGA | LANCER

𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌, 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 "𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜". 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜. 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭: ▅▅▅▅▅

▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	ALICE CRAWFORD | NIGHTSTALKER
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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	HONEY EMERSON | HEMLOCK
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OLIVER WOODS | STATIC

𝙰𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎, 𝟷. 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝟸. 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎? 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭: ▅▅▅▅▅

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BEN MCBRIDE | KINGFISHER

𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝚄𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚍, 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑, 𝚘𝚋𝚗𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝, 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. "𝙵𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎. 𝙵𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝." 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭: ▅▅▅▅▅

▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	EMILY HAYES | BUG
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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	VANESSA LUCERO | NOX
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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅	ADAM SHAW | ASTER
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CARMEN HERNANDEZ | BABEL

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚍𝚘𝚕'𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗; "𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝙽𝙾 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎, 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚐." 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚜 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚢.𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜; 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚝. 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎. 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑. 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡, 𝚒𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 '𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎'. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚜. "𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗' '𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚊𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝟸 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗' 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗' 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙸𝚖𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚙 𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏." 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲: ▅▅▅▅▅ 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭: ▅▅▅▅▅

【 Spy High 】

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_{ꜰᴀꜱʜɪᴏɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ}

ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

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^{collab between: @KZOMBI3 x @Blizz}

It didn’t take long for Binx’ good mood, from MacMahon’s shop to Nadia stopping her in the corridor, to turn sour. Even though she didn’t have anything to base this change of mood upon, something in her gut told her that it wasn’t gonna be a normal chat.

“Agent Dutton,” her accent thick, her eyes narrowed, “I have something specific in mind for you and Agent Crawford. This dossier has all the information on your target that wasn’t already briefed to you and the others. I know you two are a little less...rigid...than the other agents, so I have placed this task with you. Do make sure this is a success.” After practically shoving the file into the teenagers hand, the director was off, heels clacking with authority down the tiled hall.

The most Binx could do in the moment was just stare back dumbfounded. Had the director of Promenade seriously just given her the green light to do what she thinks she did? There’s no way. However, Binx wasn’t going to squander this opportunity by asking questions. No, no, no, no, no. That’s not how this was going to work. Instead the Texas native ran with it. Literally.

Down the hall, taking a left turn, she nearly tackled Alice to the ground in her attempt to find the sniper. “Alice get this! Sokolova just passed me this file and practically gave us the green light to– what in the hell are you wearin’?” It was only then that she was able to scan the brunette’s frame and take in exactly what she was placed in for this mission.

While everyone was winding down from their exercise, Alice slipped away as soon as she knew the mission details. Assassination, infiltration, the usual. This Red Dragon casino was going to be well regulated, meaning guards everywhere, guards everywhere meant you can’t just stroll in with a combat bow under your shirt, this was one of those times where an actual firearm - a concealable one - would be better. Alice spent a little time getting presentable, winged eyeliner and lipstick black as coal with her usual coat. Funnily enough, she spent more time on discreet weaponry than her appearance which Binx would inevitably hound her for.

Alice was found in the Promenade armory taking a view of the small arms she had in front of her, even running things by HIRAM to make sure she could make the most out of the guns and suppressors there. Alice deliberately avoided bringing her gauntlets, thinking she’d be in no situation to use them at a casino, and the rest of her gear was left behind in favor of a singular gun and some bullets. Alice was going to be out of her element in this mission, ordinarily she would be far away from the high traffic and simply shoot someone from a distance while scanning the area for overwatch. This was not one of those times, now, she had to be right in front of someone, and hope she could run when she needed to. She was almost ready when she heard her friend, agent Rocket, barrel down the hallway right as she picked up a deck of strangely stiff and strangely sharp playing cards from MacMahon’s table.

”Binx? What, this? This is what I’m wearing over there, what’d Nadia have us do?” Alice asked as she stuffed the weird cards into her pocket, sure she didn’t exactly look dressed to kill, but it beats wearing ordinary clothes to a Chinese casino, right? ”It’s not fancy but it’s the best I got.” She said plainly.

Binx was floored, her jaw slacked before composing herself and shaking her head at the teen before her, “Uh, nah. We’re gonna getcha set up with some new threads. Gonna attract too much unwanted attention lookin’ the way ya are…” as she spoke, Binx had grabbed Alice by the arm and was dragging her back towards the area that housed a sort of dressing room for the agents to assemble their ensembles before heading out to missions.

Adjacent to this small room were cubbies that were marked with the agent’s names, housing personal items and such. Opening up her own compartment she couldn’t afford to be embarrassed at the items inside. Instead she shuffled through the layers of fabric and tossed aside the materials that weren’t fitting the situation. “Sokolova gave us the job of gettin’ in close with Lucy, daughter of Alan Chow - the right hand guy. Since she’s a party lovin’ club gal, means we gotta look and act the part. Here. Try these on. Make sure to come out an show me.” Without waiting for Alice to interject, Binx was shoving some outfits into her hands and pushing her to change.

”Uh, I- what-” Alice’s hands were suddenly shoved full of a dress and herself into a room. Were they really about to have a fashion show right before a mission? ”Well, just don’t look until I’m out okay?” She pulled the coat off and started changing one by one. Frankly, every single one of them looked weird to Alice. All of them didn’t really cover her up, was Binx just looking for eye candy? ”Okay...let’s try this one…” a few minutes later she stepped out feeling embarrassed at how little she had on. ”This...feels like it’s going to just fall off…” she said as she walked out in front of Binx.

As the young woman walked out Binx cocked her head to the side, observing the way the material clung to the archer. "Nah, don't think that'd be much help if we needed to run. Too long and it'll trip ya up. Though it don't look too terrible on ya." Binx couldn't help but end it with a wink before shooing her back in to try on another. As an after thought she called out to her above the doorway, "Find whichever is most comfortable for ya, darlin'!"

Alice really didn’t want to wear something as revealing as that. ”Not this. No.” Of course, she still let Binx see, since she clearly was the fashion expert here.

She pulled it off awkwardly in the changing room and tossed it off to the side in a separate place from what she came in with. None of them really looked appealing, she’d prefer something that actually covered her body, but Promenade didn’t exactly run a JCPennies. ”Uh...what about this one…” She came out once again in something rather revealing for her. The colors were fine but the look was off to her. Binx probably liked it though.

”I feel like I’m about to choke or something. I dunno…I’m not really good at wearing this stuff, never really needed to.” If her family were to catch her even implying wearing something like this she would be guilted into covering up, so she doesn’t ever bother with experimenting with fashion style. They weren’t really here to see, but it still was unusual for Alice. The getup she had on now just felt tight on her more than anything.

Binx stood there, mouth agape before quickly fixing her posture, as she observed Alice in the newest outfit. It was more modest that the others, so she believed Nightstalker to be a bit more comfortable. Though she didn’t factor in the clingy-ness of the material and how it could be a bit… constricting for some. To be honest, Binx wasn’t opposed to this look on the brunette however she wasn’t gonna force her to wear it if she didn’t want to.

“As much as I’m likin’ it on ya, don’t think you’d be terribly comfortable,” she thought a moment before snapping her fingers an idea coming to her, “I’ve got it though!” Rummaging through the other outfits that were stashed in her corner she pulled more black fabric out and handed it to her.

She couldn’t pass up the quick touch of their fingers as Alice grabbed the newest dress and Binx for sure didn’t miss the opportunity to shoot a wink her way, “This. I just gotta feelin’ that this is gonna be the one.”

”Okay, I’ll try it then.” In the middle of tugging at the collar of the one she had on with one hand she went in and fidgeted with it to get it off. She definitely couldn’t stand to wear that one for very long. Once she had it off she stared at the other one. It looked really similar to the other one, sort of. Oh well, here goes nothing. The dress went on pretty easily. It didn’t look like it was gonna make her fall over, and it didn’t suffocate her either even though it was showing an awful lot of skin, more than she was used to showing. It felt comfortable to wear however, and looking at herself in the mirror? She had seen worse. ”Huh...This is...nice.” She stepped out of the room and let Binx see it herself.

”I actually sort of like this one, this feels right.” Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. Alice didn’t feel so bad like this, she wasn’t used to wearing things so revealing but now? She actually felt okay with it. Maybe it was because she knew Binx wouldn’t sell her out to her family, but this was just right for Alice. She actually felt confident in the way she was dressed. Alice wasn’t used to feeling this way about her appearance and yet Binx came in and fixed that. This was pretty unusual for her, and would probably be one of the only times she ever had the chance to look this incredibly stunning. This was amazing.

If Binx thought that the last outfit did wonders to Alice’s body, she wasn’t ready at all for the next number. Being a good few inches taller than the native Texan the black dress did wonders to accentuate Nightstalker’s long, toned legs. So much so Binx found herself beginning to drool and had to look away with a swipe to her lips.

“Wow, erm. It looks great on ya. And the fact that you like it too just makes it official~” She hadn’t given much thought in the way of attractiveness towards Alice before. Mostly due to the fact she kept herself hidden behind all the layers her trench coat provided her. Though now that she was comfortable exposing so much of herself it was hard not to see her in a different light.

Eyes traveled the expanse of her form, moving to circle her as if to critique her, though there were clearly some other intentions present in the back of her mind, [color=#C14025]”Beautiful,”[color] and with a slight cough to clear her throat she reiterated, ”You, the uh, the dress. It all looks beautiful.”

Honestly, being talked to like that - from Binx no less - was something new. Alice and Binx were always pretty good friends at school, and working for Promenade only pushed them a little closer together, but she wasn’t used to Binx praising her appearance this much, or anyone for that matter. ”Hm, thanks” Alice stepped a bit closer to the visibly shorter girl to close the door behind her. ”You should try something on to, I’m sure you’d look pretty good in one of those- She proceeded to pull out a tube of shiny black lipstick to apply it to her face. Needless to say, she was dressed to kill someone today, probably Binx. ”-But I guess you’d wear something a bit flashier.” She didn’t really have anywhere to store stuff, so she stuffed the tube and the deck of razor cards somewhere no one would look if they got searched...The only place a dress like that would allow a girl to store anything without suspicion. Of course, Binx was already in a bit of a flustered moment, so that’d be a real wonder. Not that Alice was actively trying to give Binx more eye candy, but that deck was invisible now...Wait, what about her gun?

Clearly unused to the roles being switched Binx cleared her throat and took a step back from the taller girl. A little bit if space was enough, right? She nodded along with the notion of donning something that would indeed be flashier and she had the perfect dress in mind.

Rummaging through the wardrobe she plucked the powdered pink and iridescent sequins dress and side stepped into the booth, changing in record time. They'd already spent a good chunk of it playing runway and she's sure to get chewed out by Kingfisher at some point. 'might as well speed it up' the blonde thought begrudgingly before stepping out.

The dress was on the shorter side but perfect for blending in at a club scene in a foreign city. Strapped heels were secured in place and an overnight bag was waiting for her near her partner.

"I reckon it's time for us to join the others?" A wink shot in Alice's direction, somewhat back to her normal self. So long as she didn't look at her legs for too long.

”You look amazing, but we should get going…” With both of them ready Alice turned and left with Binx in tow. The teleportation sequence over to the casino was unusual, it always was, and Alice went from floating to dropping into a lavish room with everyone else ready around her. Erik had gone to do his thing, and the Turtleduck duo had gone off as well, probably planning to pose as each other’s lover. Alice looked around and took things in, it wasn’t anything like what she was used to, but surely it wouldn’t be that hard right? ”Okay, let’s find this Lucy girl and do what we can.”