[hider=Alejandra Valdes][center][img]http://i888.photobucket.com/albums/ac87/FrankunVaria/elizabeth_1.png[/img][img]http://i888.photobucket.com/albums/ac87/FrankunVaria/elizabeth%201_1.png[/img][/center][center]Inbar Lavi[/center][/hider]
[center][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/center][center]Alejandra Maria Valdes del Rio[/center]
[center][b][u]Nickname[/u][/b][/center][center]Valdes; [i]La Flaca[/i][/center]
[center][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/center][center]Twenty-Four[/center]
[center][b][u]Personality[/u][/b][/center][center] Alejandra is a natural born leader. She's dedicated and confident on her looks and smarts. She adores adventures with all her heart but knows how and when to pick her battles and adventures, knowing too well what could happen if a situation is not analyzed to it's entirety. She distrusts people easily and stays on a constant state of alert. Skepticism is nothing new to her and her employees. Her mother always said she could be hot-headed, just like her father... Alejandra never argued that claim, knowing perfectly well that could be [s](most possibly is)[/s] true. She is extremely curious. Books are a must in her daily life, so she can almost always be seen with a book either on her hand or on her bag. Knowing the language of sarcasm perfectly well thanks to his [i]daddy's[/i] teachings, la Flaca could and [b]would[/b] always get on her mother's nerves when they still lived together.[/center]
[center][b][u]Backstory[/u][/b][/center][center]Having been born into a world where drugs, guns, blood being shed and so many more profanities are a daily standard, Alejandra learned all the things normal parents would have a heart attack over. She learned to handle guns, knifes and a group of individuals hungry for a promotion or permission to go to bigger operations. Her father, Don Octavio Valdes, was the best teacher and father she could have ever asked for. Their relationship was as solid as it could be. Their closeness could only be placed in the background by her mother's influence on her father. Yet, it all came to an abrupt end when Doc Octavio was betrayed and ultimately murdered by one of the understudies of his most trusted gunmen. After this, Alejandra was left broken and alone, abandoned to pick the pieces of her own self and reconstruct who she was as a person, her values and ideologies. Her mother handled the cartel after her dad's passing, but Alejandra soon came to take power right after her 20th birthday, following Octavio's will. Ever since then, she had moved from the Caribbean cost of Mexico to this island off radars which was a neutral spot for all kind of drug deals occurring. She preferred doing the trading, buying and selling herself when it involved other leaders of drug cartels and families, not really trusting the capacity of her men.[/center]
[center][b][u]Crew, Passenger, or Smuggler/Tribe[/u][/b][/center][center]Smuggler[/center]
[center][b][u]Additional Information[/u][/b][/center][center]Alejandra has both ears pierced along with her bottom lip on the right side of it. A tattoo covers the inside of her arm, right on the lower part of her bicep. Two guns make as the base of the tattoo and, on top of them, it can clearly be read a [i]Hijos de la Gran Verga[/i] in script white careful font, which was a phrase her father used so very frequently when addressing his incompetent subordinates before he was murdered. She wanted to have the memory of his father close, so it didn't take her more than a few seconds to figure out how she wanted to represent her [i]papá[/i] on her skin.[hider=Guns Tattoo][img]http://i888.photobucket.com/albums/ac87/FrankunVaria/gun%20tatto.png[/img][/hider][/center]