Marina Wulfstan FTW [b]Name:[/b] Alexia Fairglaive "Alex Glaive" [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://i742.photobucket.com/albums/xx61/xGabrielxArt/2ff691f4008ba5bd5a71ac5753d493bf_zpsxh0uzsbc.jpg[/img] Her hair is naturally blond, though she dyes it and so wears a hat to hide her roots. [b]Rank:[/b] Private [b]Class:[/b] Scout - Engineer [b]Weapons and Equipment:[/b] Gallian-S Rifle [img]http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/valkyria/images/2/25/Gallian-s123.png/revision/latest?cb=20111007165553[/img] Gallian X-type Grenade Gallian B-Type Grenade [img]http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/valkyria/images/3/3d/B-type_grenade_m1.png/revision/latest?cb=20111023003331[/img] Imperial Goll Pistol [img]http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/valkyria/images/7/7d/Goll_vc3.png/revision/latest?cb=20120321034144[/img] Combat Knife [b]Personality:[/b] Alex is very solemn in her demeanour, holding herself with pride and strength even in the harshest of situations. She is the same when talking with people as well, trying her best to talk to others with respect though cannot help but clearly show her distaste of orders she does not agree with. Often she enjoys getting a little dirty down in the engine of a car or making of explosives, though it is little more than a hobby. She often resorts to cunning and resourcefulness when in combat, preferring to use tactics that people would never have seen coming rather than simply charging the enemy. However she also has a weakness, for if the field was to be set aflame her fear of fire may get the better of her, crippling her reasoning. If seen in the heat of battle, one may see a smile cross her otherwise ladylike face, for the thrill of battle is something installed deep within her. [b]Bio:[/b] Growing up in a military family was one of the toughest things that could happen to Alex, more so when her father was one of the high ranking officers. She was expected to be the best of the best, and for this purpose she was given personal training in the art of combat and the tactics that it involved. It was merciless for the child, however she felt the pride of her nation swell within her more and more as time went on, and at the age of which she could join the army she was placed in charge of her own squad and sent out against their enemies... However something went horribly wrong and Alex ended up walking into no mans land, walking towards the Gallian front line with only rags for clothes and in her hand a pistol that bore the her homelands crest; the empire. Since then she has had medical treatment and a debriefing. She hid behind the fact she was only a civilian, having stolen a pistol and made her way over in all the chaos... It was easy to fool them about that, after all who would question the story of a poor young girl in rags? No one knows why but Alex soon after joined the Gallian militia where she ended up where she is now, fighting against her kinsmen for a cause she truly thinks is right. [b]RP Sample:[/b] [color=f9ad81]The flames... Cinder... Smoke...[/color] [color=a187be][b]"[s]Alexia[/s]------Alexia! Pay attention. Captain Jovel came all the way from command to teach you the finer points of in field commanding." [/b][/color] Alex jumped with a start at the sound of her father’s voice, her eyes refocusing from the window to him and the captain. She had almost forgotten that she was in a lesson! With a slight blush across her face she bowed her head down, thinking for a moment on what to say to the pair, after all she really did want the lesson to continue. [b]"Sorry Farther, Sorry Captain Jovel I was just..."[/b] [color=c4df9b][b]"Dreaming of the battle eh? Well it is understandable, it is all very exciting to say the least."[/b][/color] [b]"Ah, yes that is it!"[/b] Straightening up, Alex fixed her elegant dress a little and nodded in agreement. She could not really tell the pair that she was thinking about father’s armoured car and how she could tinker with it after all of today lessons were over. For now she would sit and listen as she always did, for this was one of the last lessons before she got to go out and help her country fight for what was rightfully theirs right? She was proud to be helping the Empire, more so that she was given such a placement. Her father truly trusted her, and she was going to do great things! --------- [color=f9ad81]Flames... Cinder... Smoke...[/color] ------ Gripping the piece of burnt wood in her gloved hand, small tears fell from her face to sizzle against the hot embers. Her hand trembled as she tried to control herself. This was what she was meant to do right? Her orders were clear... but, why? Her whole body went still as three of her imperial troops came up. [i]"Sargent. Are we done here?" [/i] [i]"Yeah I wanna return to the barracks" [/i] [i]"Eh she is just checking. Who knew what this building was. They should have got out a long time ago. Right sar-, sargent? Did you find one? [/i] Her hand clenched, shattering the piece of burnt wood sending embers into the air as Alex reached back and grabbed the pistol in her leg holster. As if by reflex she drew the gun as she turned towards the three of them, a blank far off stare in her eyes as she did so. [b]Bang-Bang-Bang[/b] [b][i]"AHHHHHH!"[/i][/b] x3 All three of them dropped to the ground grabbing at their legs screaming, but just as emotionless as she had fired she turned around and started to walk through the remains of the building. She swayed from side to side removing pieces of her uniform as she went... Off to her knew and just life... Yeah, that's right.