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Faith lay on the bed in her cell with her arms under her head and stared up at the ceiling lost in her own daily musings. Since being captured she had settled into a steady routine, or as much of a routing as someone like Faith could have, which mostly consisted doing nothing in the middle of the day and being difficult when it came to testing etc. Of course 'being difficult' was what the lab people used as well as Dr Fisher but Faith just didn't like being tested and she made no attempt to hide it. This usually resulted in some form of discipline which only served to anger her further, they hadn't yet reached a solution and Faith would be just as happy if they never did. She hadn't chosen to be here, most definitely did not want to be here and so she wasn't about to make things easy on them. Especially since they controlled her with that damned thing in her and if there was one thing bound to piss her off it was someone else being in control.

She heard Fisher's voice and his cane tapping on the glass but she ignored it. This animal was not going to behave for anyone wanting to gawk at her, if they wanted her to do something then they could just as well open the door and let her out. A moment later the door opened and Faith raised her eyebrows, clearly someone up there was listening and had decided to help her out, though it decades too late as far as she was concerned. She stood and straightened her long flowing skirt and vest before padding towards the door. She had boots but chose not to wear them, in this concrete prison she preferred to be as close to the earth as possible. It was hard enough tapping the line here without any more restrictions. She could feel the line, humming along her skin, but it was a distance away and so made things more difficult. She wondered if that was just coincidence or something more, if she had been at full strength she might well have blasted the place up, control thing or not.

"Feeding time at the Zoo?" She drawled as she entered the corridor. "Oh wait, we got us here another visitor. Come to lookit us Freaks. Cher be a darlin and move along, it ain't Carnival yet."

She spoke flatly as though she actually didn't really care either way and in truth she felt only the mildest of irritations, fleeting as a fly landing on you before vanishing just as quickly. But that didn't mean it wouldn't build into something more very fast if she wasn't listened to.
Lysia debated for a moment whether to follow them to the bar or call it a night but she decided getting to know her current companions a little better would be a good idea. She eyed the Batarian with amusement as she sat next to Icarus, clearly the bar wasn't that bad or he would have left before reaching his current inebriated state. She caught the bartender's eye and he came towards them, he didn't smile but Lysia hadn't expected him too, and waited patiently.

"I'll have a glass of Elasa, given the amount of Asari in here I assume you have it? And whatever my two companions are drinking."

She glanced at both Sicari "Icarus" and the Quarian. "This one's on me, unless of course you think I might poison you." She said dryly with a slight smile.
Phew! Finally finished, hope's its ok. Sorry for the delay.

"As tempting as it would be to risk bodily harm I actually do have a place to stay. Shocking as the idea is I've been here long enough to rent somewhere."

She glanced briefly at the Quarian before returning her gaze to Sicari

"If you need some alone time with your...square bags I suppose the Quarian could come with me." She smiled wryly "Since you seem to be most knowledgeable on this job, I'll leave it to you as to when we do this."

She activated her omni tool and sent her contact frequency to both of the others.

"I'd prefer to get this done as soon as possible as I don't like waiting. Contact me when you're ready."

She looked at the Quarian. "Your call, with me or Chyrseis."
@whitestar19Updated char sheet, all sorted.

@mach2lol that would be awesome.
Awesome, I'll work on my char later today.
Ok. I'll move it to the normal weaknesses section. Have to be later though as its 5am here and I haven't been to bed yet. Lol
Here's my char, hope it's ok.

Meredith Louise Mackenzie



"You don't wanna rile me up"

Meredith is taller than average standing at 5'8 and has a slender but toned physique weighing in at 140 lbs. She has an athletic build with small hips and bust. She is in peak physical fitness for her height and build but this is due to her ability and not from any effort on her part.

Her skin is lightly tanned with a dusting of freckles on her arms and face gained from spending most of her time outdoors, her eyes are an unusual mix of green and gold and are an indication of her feline nature. Her hair is a mass of curly dirty blonde hair that she nearly always wears loose.

Age
24

Gender
Female

Rich or Poor?
Neither. Her family manages well enough though they don't have a lot to spare.

Sector
Sector Eight

For the Battle or Opposed?
Both, she agrees that some of the Leviathans need an outlet for their abilities and aggressive nature (her in particular) but she doesn't agree with it being forced upon them. She also hates the fact that they will be battling for nothing more than entertainment.

Power Description:
Feline Physiology - Meredith has the attributes and traits of a feline, this gives her several abilities:

Enhanced Agility/Speed/Strength - Her physical capabilities are stronger than the average human and so she can move faster, lift more etc.
Enhanced Senses - Her senses are much sharper than the average human and she can see further, hear more etc.

Power Weakness
Though Meredith is physically powerful she has some significant drawbacks to her abilities:

Extremely fast metabolism - Meredith's body burns through calories to power what she does and she has to eat a hell of a lot more than most people. If she doesn't she begins feeling weak and dizzy and will eventually pass out.

Vulnerability to loud sounds/bright lights/extremely strong smells - Due to her senses being stronger Meredith can become overwhelmed if a bright light or loud sound happens close to her. She finds them painful and they can stun her or if powerful enough incapacitate her.

Feline behavior - Meredith does not just have feline abilities, she has also inherited some of their behaviors as well. The biggest one being aggression, when she is threatened or someone she cares about is threatened she becomes extremely aggressive and unreasonable. She stops caring about anything, including her own life, and is unable to think clearly until she has calmed down.

Weapon of Choice
Meredith has always used her fists and feet and therefore has no experience with weapons.

Fighting Skills
Meredith has no formal training or fighting skills, her abilities make her naturally good in a fight but only to a point.

Personality
Meredith is a confident young woman who is not afraid to speak her mind, in fact she generally struggles not to say what she's thinking and though this often gets her into trouble, she means well. Her philosophy is only ask the question if you want the answer, which sums up her blunt, straight to the point attitude perfectly. This makes her very open and easy to read,and manipulate.

She has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor and the more nervous or uncomfortable she is the more sarcastic she becomes. She is quite a fiery person with a temper that is quick to flare up and quick to die down and this can make her unpredictable, she feels strongly and no matter what she is feeling be it anger or happiness it is always passionate. She is also very proud and she is known for her inability to ask others for help even if its obvious she needs it.

She is very creative and views herself as somewhat of a free spirit, she loves nothing better than to sit outside somewhere and draw or paint what's around her. She is often caught up in her imagination and her artwork reflects this showing scenes from her thoughts and dreams. She often draws her favorite subject which is animals and likes to sit and watch them in their natural habitat and then draw what she has seen.

Biography
Meredith was born in Sector Eight and as such was around animals from the moment she could walk. She was raised by her father and a steady amount of canine and feline companions. Meredith's mother had died when she was a young child and as such her father raised her alone. She was an only child and so she and her father grew to be close. Not really knowing how to raise a girl he treated Meredith more like he would his son which suited her just fine. She had always been more of a tomboy wanting to be outside amongst nature and not stuck inside doing 'girly things' as she put it. Whenever she had spare time she and her father would go on hikes or sit and watch the stars on the roof of their house.

Her father owned a farm that did well enough to feed him and Meredith but it didn't leave a lot left over for luxuries or comfortable living. But they lived in a farming community which often helped each other out when times were hard. When Meredith began developing her abilities around puberty her father helped her to deal with them. He helped her learn how to handle the sudden increase in her senses, as well as the other physical changes. But over time her aggression and protectiveness began to become an issue as try as she might she couldn't get a handle on that part of her nature.

It eventually reached the point where school became impossible and so she stayed home and learned what she could there. When not learning she helped her father on the farm, she knew that her issues make things harder for him though he never said such, and so she did what she could to make up for it. When her agression became too much she would disappear for a few days and return much calmer, usually with a few dead animals that they then ate for dinner. She continued working on the farm even after she turned eighteen as she was happy and content with her life and didn't want to leave her father alone. He was getting older and his health was failing and so she was taking on more and more responsibilities on the farm.

By the time she turned twenty four she was running the farm herself, with help from a farmhand she had managed to hire. Her father had been forced to retire as his arthritis had become too much for him to manage the physical activities he was used to. The choosing ceremony is close now and secretly Meredith is terrified that she will be picked. Somehow luck has been with her and she has not been chosen before now but each time the ceremony is due she fears this will the time when she is picked. She worries for her father and how he will survive if she doesn't come home.

Likes
Animals
The outdoors
Sketching
Coffee
Honesty
Food

Dislikes
Liars
The cold
Being hungry
People in her personal space
Cruelty - particularly to animals
Loud noises/bright lights

Fears
Being caged/trapped - Though not claustrophobic she can't handle being trapped somewhere with no way out.
Fire - Meredith has been terrified of fire for as long as she can remember though she has no idea why.
Leaving her father alone - She is scared she will never see him again and that he will be alone.

Weaknesses
Meredith has to eat almost constantly to fuel her metabolism and if she doesn't she gets weak, dizzy and eventually passes out.
Meredith is rash and impulsive, combine that with a short temper and a curious nature and it makes for a very easy target.
She has no experience in fighting humans and therefore no knowledge of the tactics/strategies they could use.

Honest to a fault- She has little experience with deceit or manipulation and can be easily tricked.

She is incredibly curious and cannot resist investigating something even if it's dangerous.

Other
Meredith has two German Shepherd's called Luna and Argent.

Theme Song
"Peacekeeper" by Fleetwood Mac
Lysia knew the moment the Salarian joined them that he was a) the broker and b) completely out of his depth. She might have pitied him if not for the obvious signs of wealth about his person. Nothing too flashy of course but hints of money, good quality clothing amongst other things, enough to show he could afford the increase in their pay. She frowned slightly when the Turian went to hide the contract and the Quarian grabbed it, she really hoped that the two of them were not going to be a problem. She was used to working with professionals, those who worked together smoothly regardless of how they felt about each other personally. She gave the contract a cursory glance, noting the figures, before nodding to the Turian.

"Contract looks good. Providing I prove useful then I'm interested." She said with a wry smile.

She wasn't angry about the Turian's attitude, quite the opposite in fact, it was refreshing to work with someone who was direct and did not suffer amateurs. She herself disliked working with non professionals and she too planned to jump ship the moment either of the other two showed they were more trouble than they were worth. She was pretty sure the Turian wouldn't be a problem, she clearly had access to information and was not keen on being noticed, but the Quarian was another matter. The fact that he had his own gunship was an advantage but other than that she really wasn't convinced about him at all. She looked him up and down thoughtfully, she decided that if needed she could probably kill him without too much trouble. Though as long as he did his job she wouldn't have to.

"Do we need a gunship? It all depends on what the job is." She glanced at chryseis "Care to fill us in on what the Salarian just paid us to do?"

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