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Name: Creoda C. Crawford

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Personality/Behaviour: Well...how do I put this nicely? Creoda is a complete and utter jackass who would rather belittle you than actually listen to what you've got to say. In fact, he's got the whole "I'm so much better than you, so bow down and lick my boots" down so completely, you'd think he was a Starreacher, not a very nice thing to say to a man who prides himself a Monochromatic first and a man second.

Though arrogant, Creoda is a very eloquent person, with a rather refined, dignified way of speech and mannerisms. As such, he isn't one to be quickly angered nor rush into a situation completely blind. As such, he always has at least one, half-formed plan for use, even if he won't share it with you.

He is a rather loyal person, though, even if he won't show it, and this is the cause of a rather heavy, inner battle between the bondage of his "people" and that of his twin sister, to whom he would do anything for in a rather round-about manner.

Appearance: Oh, look, its the waiter! About bloody-wait. Just hold up. Waiters don't usually wear combat boots, do they? That's Creoda for you. He's the type of man that most have to look at twice before their sure just what the hell he does for a living.

Standing at a little over 6 ft tall, with long, stylishly messy, grey-black hair, Creoda is all but his father's carbon copy, with the exception of his mother's porcelain white skin. His hair is long, long enough to brush past his collar and is strong jaw, the ends only slightly curling inwards as they brush his white top.

He has rather full-lips, compensated for with a rather long, thin nose that centres his arrogant features into something presentable, despite the sleepy, silver eyes that blink back at you.

Creoda is fairly built, not heavily, but decently for doing nothing but sitting around all day, a result of his mother's rather harsh fitness training that has stuck to him to this day.

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Fields of Interest: Infiltration and hacking.

Speciality: Well, being an Operator, he has a unique understanding when it comes to technology, having immersed himself with their finer workings and needs since an early, early age. But on a rather delicate scale (well, how do I put this?) Creoda is rather fond of using scalpels. Yes, scalpels. Particularly the flawless, stainless steel kind just perfect for slicing through the flesh of your enemies. Oh yes, they are just fantastically divine.

His sharp wit (and rather lashing tongue) have been of use before, and he has a way of inciting a rather righteous rage in those who's morale has all but been depleted. Which basically sums down to his mental speciality being a complete jackass.

History: I'll come back to this in a little while, I'm going to finish up the other characters I've started first.

Name:
Natalie Alyssa Riviera
Age:
17
Gender:
F
Personality:
Not the nicest. Really. She appears to have some sort of superiority complex, even towards those older than her, only because she's in spy training. Despite this, she is a slow burner, so you'll only know if she's truly angry with you when it's too late, and the last blow has been dealt. Only truly loyal to the people she loves - AKA her little brother and her better half, should such a person come along.
Appearance:
Very elegant, she's tall at 5'10", she has short and spiky brown-black hair (so that she doesn't have to worry about tying it up). Often presented in high heels or black high heeled knee high boots, her appearance goes against what she appears to be training for. However, she's never without her small leather handbag.
Field of Interest:
Mainly one-on-one combat. She doesn't have much interest for mind games, though doesn't mind being on the tactics and strategy side of things.
Skills:
Her speciality, of which she's most proud of, is her aim with a small gun, for example a revolver. She even has a bag - the leather bag she's never seen without - to carry her gun and bullets around, so that she's never caught unawares.
History:
Haven't really gotten around to thinking about this yet. It'll be developed as I RP, though there is definitely something nasty in her past to force her to train with a gun.
Crush:
None so far.
Other:
Nothing... I don't think. Possibly come back to this.