Post by crazydragon on May 6, 2007 12:47:59 GMT -6
ESWAT
Name: Thompson, Sierra
Callsign: Thea - Greek goddess of sight
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Element: Visibility
Appearance:
Shoulder length black hair that is usully pulled back into a short pony tail. Bangs fall to either side of her face. Her striking blue eyes are chilling, and her sharp nose seems to give her that dangerous aura.
Her body is lean, legs long and slender. She stands at 5'4", and while small, she can hold her own against someone with her speed, skill, and training.
She wears a tight, almost spandex-like material that is a smokey grey. It's water proof and provides moderate protection against the elements. Ontop of that is a light weight bullet proof vest, gaunlets, boots, shin, elbow and knee protectors. She wears light weight, black cargo pants ontop of the 'spandex' to cover her lower portion of the body and provide that little bit more protection.
Weaponry:
Blade- www.knifecenter.com/knifecenter/bnchmd/images/141sbk.jpg
Silenced Handgun- world.guns.ru/handguns/hg150-e.htm
Equipment:
Sierra has a very basic med. pack on her at all times and a heart shaped locket rests against her breast under her uniform. It's the last momento she has of her family. No one knows she owns such a trinket of her past life, in fear of it being taken away, she used her skills to keep it hidden.
History: She had been sixteen when it happened. When she was taken away.
It was also her birthday.
She spent the night at her fathers house. She had a wonderful dinner; over cooked pork cops with a side of vegetables and roasted potatoes. Her father wasn't an amazing chef, but he tried. She had chocolate cake that night too, and her gift was a locket. When she went to bed that night and she distinctly remembered putting the locket on and rubbing it until she fell asleep. When she awoke again, a hand was clamped down on her mouth while another figure subdued her.
She felt a prick in the arm, and then darkness enveloped her.
She never got to say goodbye.
Other:
Sierra is very cautious, sometimes even around her own team. Not because she's araid of them, but because she wants to keep an eye out for them.
They're all she has left.
She'll usually keep herself hidden for awhile, to make sure everything is ok. In general she can be quiet, sometimes she'll joke around, though in combat situations she is very serious and uses her skills to their full potential. She focuses on stealth, so she uses her knife before her hand gun.
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Name: Thompson, Sierra
Callsign: Thea - Greek goddess of sight
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Element: Visibility
Appearance:
Shoulder length black hair that is usully pulled back into a short pony tail. Bangs fall to either side of her face. Her striking blue eyes are chilling, and her sharp nose seems to give her that dangerous aura.
Her body is lean, legs long and slender. She stands at 5'4", and while small, she can hold her own against someone with her speed, skill, and training.
She wears a tight, almost spandex-like material that is a smokey grey. It's water proof and provides moderate protection against the elements. Ontop of that is a light weight bullet proof vest, gaunlets, boots, shin, elbow and knee protectors. She wears light weight, black cargo pants ontop of the 'spandex' to cover her lower portion of the body and provide that little bit more protection.
Weaponry:
Blade- www.knifecenter.com/knifecenter/bnchmd/images/141sbk.jpg
Silenced Handgun- world.guns.ru/handguns/hg150-e.htm
Equipment:
Sierra has a very basic med. pack on her at all times and a heart shaped locket rests against her breast under her uniform. It's the last momento she has of her family. No one knows she owns such a trinket of her past life, in fear of it being taken away, she used her skills to keep it hidden.
History: She had been sixteen when it happened. When she was taken away.
It was also her birthday.
She spent the night at her fathers house. She had a wonderful dinner; over cooked pork cops with a side of vegetables and roasted potatoes. Her father wasn't an amazing chef, but he tried. She had chocolate cake that night too, and her gift was a locket. When she went to bed that night and she distinctly remembered putting the locket on and rubbing it until she fell asleep. When she awoke again, a hand was clamped down on her mouth while another figure subdued her.
She felt a prick in the arm, and then darkness enveloped her.
She never got to say goodbye.
Other:
Sierra is very cautious, sometimes even around her own team. Not because she's araid of them, but because she wants to keep an eye out for them.
They're all she has left.
She'll usually keep herself hidden for awhile, to make sure everything is ok. In general she can be quiet, sometimes she'll joke around, though in combat situations she is very serious and uses her skills to their full potential. She focuses on stealth, so she uses her knife before her hand gun.
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