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[color=palegoldenrod][b]Name:[/b][/color] Geneviève Saunier

[color=palegoldenrod][b]Group:[/b][/color] [color=pink]Familia[/color]

[color=palegoldenrod][b]Position in group:[/b][/color] Newbie

[color=palegoldenrod][b]Codename:[/b][/color] The Star

[color=palegoldenrod][b]Age:[/b][/color] 23[/center]

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[h3][color=palegoldenrod][u]Appearance:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Geneviève has a modest and slender figure. Here skin is lightly sun-kissed, something which she takes very good care of. Complimenting her skin is her vibrant maroon colored hair, in addition, something that’s rather special about her appearance, at least regarding her eyes is they’re heterochromatic, even rarer, one of them is a violet color. Most days her attire consists of skinny jeans, a black belt a white hoodie and a brown leather jacket, though on special occasions, she has been known to wear outfits such as dresses or skirts, but she mostly sticks to her usual outfit.[/indent]

[h3][color=palegoldenrod][u]Personality:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Having a laid back and relaxed attitude,  Geneviève tends to not to let most things get to her, however she’s not afraid to show a more fiery temper should something make her angry. She primarily likes to spend time by herself, though she isn’t opposed to being around others and drumming up conversation. Geneviève has a strong will to help others and is very picky with contracts she chooses to accept, usually only choosing ones where the person making the request has been wronged in some way, she’ll never accept one where it’s solely harming an innocent person.[/indent]

[h3][color=palegoldenrod][u]Background:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent] Born in Évreux, France to a wealthy family, Geneviève was groomed from the day she was born to be a debutante, her childhood and early teenage years spent going to fancy schools, her parents affording her the best education possible. Not only that but she attended many aristocratic social gatherings at the behest of her parents so that she could find a future husband to produce an heir for both families and combine their fortune.

When she was around fifteen, her family and herself moved to the states, Geneviève’s father having arranged a marriage for her, the real motive behind it was merging his company and her future father-in-law’s company’s together, increasing the wealth of both as well as giving each other access to locations that they hadn’t developed in yet.

Geneviève on the other hand wasn’t for this life style nor for the arranged marriage, she greatly disliked the smugness the wealthy gave off and her arranged husband was no different, but that being just one of the many reasons she didn’t like her betrothed. Upon her eighteenth birthday, right around the time she was to be married, she upped and left during the middle of the night, boarding a train that was headed for Match City; she didn’t care how this would affect her father’s business relationship nor did she care if she was cut off from her family’s fortune, she didn’t need that lifestyle and if she never saw it again, she wouldn’t mind.

Once making it to Match City, she wasted no time in setting up a life there, finding work and an apartment, she quickly made the city her new home. However with all the crime that she both saw and heard about and the police seemingly doing nothing about it, she couldn’t sit idly by and decided to take matters into her own hands, using an old pistol that was her grandfather’s, she set about bringing her own justice to the city to make it a better place.

It wasn’t easy for her at first, but the more she kept at it, the more her views of justice outweighed her conscience. One morning, she received a letter, nothing written on the front, just a stamp on the back, telling her to meet a secluded spot that was written in the note. Curiosity getting the better of her, she decided to go to the meeting spot during the night, a shadow figure explaining her activities had been watched and that she could be useful to their group.

Seeing there were others like her and that they perhaps had the resources to help further her goals of cleaning the crime ridden streets, she eagerly accepted, that was a few weeks ago and whilst she’s still green to both assassinations as well as the group, she’s eager to prove herself.[/indent]

[h3][color=palegoldenrod][u]Leisure activities:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Geneviève tends to read and listen to music during her free time or working at a coffee shop.[/indent]

[h3][color=palegoldenrod][u]Extra:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Geneviève is always looking to improve old skills as well as add new ones, so she’s constantly trying learn everything she can from fire arms to blades, bows, lockpicking, anything to make her a more effective assassin. So far she’s adequate with opening a lock and she’s beginning to favor blades as well, well rather a particular type, the rapier. 

Her primary pistols are the Mauser C69 “Red 9” variant and the Luger P08, liking them for their design as well as the sentimentality behind them, these weapons are always holstered on her and rarely does she let others hold them.[/indent]
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[color=firebrick][b]Name:[/b][/color] Leonard Blackwell

[color=firebrick][b]Group:[/b][/color] [color=dimgray]The Black Cats[/color]

[color=firebrick][b]Position in group:[/b][/color] Leader

[color=firebrick][b]Codename:[/b][/color] Lapua

[color=firebrick][b]Age:[/b][/color] 32 [/center]

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[h3][color=firebrick][u]Appearance:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Leo’s appearance is one that’s rather intimidating for most people, the most defining and noticeable characteristic of his appearance is the large, scar going across his face as well as his right eye which is blind,  something that he displays with pride. His head is partially saved, both sides as well as the back, an earring on his right ear and a neatly trimmed beard to complete his facial appearance.

His attire is usually consist of a black shirt and pants as well as a black leather duster, usually taking contracts at night, it helps him blend in with the darkness. The duster, aside from providing warmth when it’s cold allows him to carry an assortment of weapons on him without drawing any real attention to himself. He tends to avoid wearing suits, feeling they don’t fit his look and tends to avoid social gatherings that require formal attire. [/indent]

[h3][color=firebrick][u]Personality:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]On the surface, Leo is calm and calculated, at least that’s the facade he likes to keep usually, but deeper beneath the surface he tends to be…well a little nuts. He enjoys killing people, the contracts he takes being good excuses to satiate his blood lust, sure he enjoys being paid for his work, but the real reward for him is seeing the terrified look on his target’s face.

He’s not picky with the type of people he’ll kill, ranging from newborns to the elderly, all is fair game to him. In addition, he’s also quick to threaten or actually kill others who gets in his way, even others in the assassin group he’s with, but he’s not completely out of control and can restrain himself when absolutely necessary.[/indent]

[h3][color=firebrick][u]Background:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Orphaned at a young age, Leo resorted to pickpocketing to survive, he spent the early years of his childhood doing that just to survive. During one cold winter, desperate for warmth and food, Leo lifted the wallet of an old man who was shopping at a small bazaar like market, unbeknownst to him, the man he robbed was a skilled assassin and an excellent tracker.

It wasn’t hard for him to track Leo down and confront him, but rather than turn him into the authorities or harm him, he decided to take him in, seeing a potential in him, he knew it would be a waste to snuff that out. Over the next few years, the old man who went by the name of Austere, trained him hard in various martial arts, often times being very strict, but Leo endured, though sometimes wishing he was treated like a son rather than a warrior in training. When he was twelve, he had been brought out to a forest and was told to stay there for three years and survive on his own, if he could do that, his training would go to the next level.

Leo didn’t understand why he had survive out on his own, but he reluctantly did so. A little scared at first, but after a few months, the wilderness had become his home, he knew what fruits to harvest, what animals to hunt and how to build fires and shelters. During the final year of his survival training, when he had been out hunting, a bear had quietly come up behind him, smelling the freshly killed deer Leo had caught and attacked him for it. Leo ended up wining and killing the bear, but not unscathed, it left a large scar on his the right side of his face as well as blinding the eye.

After that, Leo’s training advanced, learning how to use guns, knives, poisons, anything that would make him a more lethal killer and as his training went on, his more sadistic side appeared. When he finally turned eighteen, he decided to enlist in the military, figuring it would be a good excuse to allow his killer’s instinct to be let loose free on consequences, well mostly anyways.

After two tours, he returned home, but he couldn’t really settle in, a mundane job as well as life began to make him go stir crazy, then stepped in Austere once more, offering him a position in the Black Cats assassin group. Leo was quick to take it, once more able to freely kill as he had been when he entered military service and being paid for it was a nice bonus as well. He performed efficiently and sometime ruthlessly, making even some of the other members a bit squeamish just because of how willing he was to kill without hesitation, even killing children didn’t seem to phase him. 

Austere soon fell ill, on his death bed, he began to say his farewells, but what most had been interested in would be who would take over. Much to everyone’s surprise, he chose Leo to be his successor, spending so much time training him, it was a clear choice for him, Leo was his legacy and he felt that the others wouldn’t be able to make the hard decisions as his chosen successor would be able to, even if he was still fairly young, Austere was such he could handle the position.

That had been two years ago and although some still think he’s too young for the position of leader, they all listen and follow his rules.[/indent]

[h3][color=firebrick][u]Leisure activities:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Though he spends most of his time taking contracts, what little leisure time he gives himself, he spends cleaning his weapons, making sure they’re in pristine and working order.[/indent]

[h3][color=firebrick][u]Extra:[/u][/color][/h3]
[indent]Whilst he’ll use anything to kill his targets, his main methods are guns, two to be specific, the first one is a Saiga-12, never knowing when he’ll be in close quarters combat, he always likes to keep it on him. His second weapon and primary choice most of the time is the L115A3 sniper rifle, choosing that specific one for the .338 Lapua Magnum rounds it uses, making sure anyone unfortunate to come into his crosshairs won’t be getting up.  [/indent]
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