Reserving for a character spot, WIP: [hider][hider=Appearance:][center][img]http://img06.deviantart.net/009d/i/2011/208/a/6/zombie_survivor___z__s_by_x_montsegur_x-d41uwot.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] [b]Name:[/b] Grigori Mstislav ("Just call me G.") [b]Age:[/b] 31 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Occupation:[/b] Warehouse Worker (Former), Gun Nut (Current) [b]Skills:[/b][list][*]Sharp vision and good hand-eye coordination. [*]A quite proficient fighter, for someone not having served in the military. [*]Excellent understanding and recognition of firearms and munitions. [*]Naturally resiliant to cold weather. [*]Fine accuracy and sharpshooting ability. [*]Fairly stong, good at heavy lifting.[/list] [b]Flaws:[/b][list][*]Damaged vocal chords: his voice is a bit raspy, and the loudest he can speak in is a dull roar. He's conditioned himself to always reach that volume, though, but sometimes doesn't remember to turn it down. [*]Doesn't always hold a lot of faith in others, especially concerning combat ability. [*]Rather painfully blunt, and a bit instinctive to turn to the direct way first. [*]Forgetful when it comes to what exactly he has on him at any given time. [*]His expressions can always seem ambiguous. [*]Slight language barrier; may not understand complex sentences or words.[/list] [b]Firearm Proficiency:[/b] 4 [b]Weapons:[/b] A combat knife and a Swiss army knife. And his fisticuffs, if it comes down to it. [b]Equipment:[/b] A knapsack around his shoulder, a water canteen and a flask at his belt, and a pouch strapped to his thigh. The knapsack contains some basic tools - pliers, a monkey wrench, and a couple of different screwdrivers - along with a pair of goggles, some hooked cables, extra straps, and a miniaturized kit for gun cleaning. There's also some granola bars and a couple half-cans of food, like beef and soup, but it's not exactly savory stuff. His coat pockets hold mostly ammunition. The hip pouch holds some tape, gauze, disinfectant, and tweezers for medical use, along with some string, a lighter, and a pair of flares. [b]Apparel:[/b] Typically wears a rain jacket over a black wool shirt, with faded jeans, black loafers, and a blue bandanna he ties around his lower face. He likes to strap protective padding to his arms and legs, but its actual effectiveness is questionable. [b]Personality:[/b] Reserved is a good way to put it, for the most part. G doesn't overly share himself to others, for better or worse, preferring to stick simple introductions and to let his abilities show themselves when needed. It can make him kind of an ass sometimes, where he doesn't say or give something unless he is asked, and even then may give resistance if he decides he needs it for himself. That's not to say he's entirely inconsiderate. He will share things he doesn't need if he knows someone wants it, and will point out things to avoid getting people hurt. Gain his trust, and he can prove himself to be a capable ally most of the time. But he doesn't exactly keep allies at heart as he would for good friends, and would ultimately save his own skin rather than risk it to save someone else, if he can help it. Overall, G gives the impression of a man who can prefer to keep himself isolated, and even seem a bit lonesome. A more introspective individual might presume him to have lost something valuable to him, leaving him emotionally scarred or drained as a result. They wouldn't be far off. [b]Backstory:[/b] Growing up in a militaristic Russia, Grigori lived a largely (and surprisingly) simple upbringing. He was the middle-aged of three brothers, and so would often play the ever-swaying median in the siblings' antics. With his older brother Mikhail being the big tougher guy by age, and his younger one Alek becoming the sneaky speedy type, Grigori was the more cunning and adamant of them. When the three ever banded together, they could prove to be a reasonable force. Of course, being frequently able to see military personnel and gear around meant that the young boys would grow up playing guns all the time. [b]Other:[/b][/hider]