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[b]Name[/b]: Sasha Belov
[b]Age/Race/Gender[/b]: 35/ Human/ Male

[b]Occupation[/b]: Mercenary 

[b]Weapons[/b]:

[I]Combat knife: [/i]A bigass fighting knife. 

[I]Pocket knife: [/i] Used as more of a tool than anything.

[I]Wrist mounted laser pistol[/i]: A nifty little gun that sits on the forearm and wires into his spinal prosthesis for hands free firing. It takes small cartridges that have lots of rounds, but not a lot of [i]umph[/i]. 

[I]Duel ballistic machine gun and pistol:[/i] When carrying a bag of medical supplies around, compact weapons are a must. This gun was made with that in mind. The machine gun is pretty standard, but it harbors a pistol in the handle that can be pulled out for one handed use.

[b]Armor[/b]: He prefers old fashion armor designed to defend against ballistic weapons. This is mostly due to his spinal prosthesis being an older model, and the powered armor interfering with it.

[b]Items[/b]: 
[i]Spinal prosthesis:[/i] Sasha is, technically, a paraplegic. He relies on his bionic spine to keep the use and feeling in his legs. After taking a several rounds from an assault rifle in the back, his natural spine was fucked. He didn't have insurance, so he had to get what he could afford, which was an older model of prosthetic that has long since become obsolete. It has external hardware that runs along his vertebral column. This hardware can be interfered with by powered armor or point blank EMPs. EMPs further than 20 feet will have less of an effect. 

[i]Field medicine kit:[/i] Contains three small bottle of lidocaine, several rolls of gauze and Ace bandage wrap, a small chest tube kit, splints, needles and syringes of several sizes, tourniquets, foil emergency blanket, sterile gloves, sterile cloths, providone-iodine, scalpels, saline flushes, clamps, scissors that cut through just about anything, cauterizing pen, suture kit, smelling salts, and a few other things that I may be forgetting. 
  
[b]Skills[/b]:

[i]Battlefield Nurse:[/i] After a particularly brutal fight that left one of the men in his unit severely wounded, Sasha decided that he needed a certified medic on the team. Since no one else volunteered, he, as usual, took charge and sent himself to nursing school. He has been a certified RN for about five years, and he specializes in working in the field, with minimal supplies and under fire.

[i]Leadership:[/i] Sasha has led several mercenary units over the years. Even when he doesn't want to lead, it always seems to happen somehow. Understandably, he has no interest in leading this particular unit. 

[i]Linguist:[/i] Having been born in Russia, Sasha's first language is Russian. He can also speak English, Spanish, some French, and a few other European languages. He doesn't know anything outside of human languages, but he's smart enough to learn simple phrases fairly quick if he studies them.

[b]Powers[/b]: N/A

[b]Other[/b]: He speaks with a Russian accent

[b]Appearance:[/b] Sasha is a very large man. He stands five inches short of seven feet tall, solidly built and muscular. He has pale skin and dirty blonde hair that is kept in a neat buzz cut. His eyes are a gray-ish blue and steely. He wears mostly old military pants and shirts, in drab green and tans. 

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