[b]Name[/b]: Avaline “Ava” Margaret Moore [b]Age[/b]: 27 [b]Gender[/b]: Female [hider=Appearance: Avaline] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/ab/79/dfab79f34f7e7c12dec5089767323a4c.jpg[/img] Ava stands at a small 5’3, she has a slender build with little to no muscle. She has no tattoos and the only piercings she has are those in the lobes of her ears.[/hider] [b]Agency/Organization[/b]: Booz Allen Hamilton, Regional All Source Analyst/Office of Operations - Attaché, The Program [b]Education[/b]: Doctorate in Computer, Information Sciences and Support Services from Massachusetts Institute of Technology Academics as well as an Engineering Degree. [hider=Background] At the age of 2, Ava was found, abandoned on a backcountry road in West Virginia. She was uninjured, but a little malnourished and with no sign of who left her there. Months of trying to locate her family, any family, turned up nothing and so she became a ward of the state. As luck would have it, it wasn’t long until she was adopted by a Rhode Island couple; Zach and Louise Moore. Zach was a surgeon and general physician at Miriam Hospital and his wife Louise was a professor of Anthropology and Archeology for Brown University. The two could not have children of their own and had been on the waiting list for years to adopt a child. To say they had been over the moon when they got the news they could bring a child home would be an understatement. The child was brought home and named Avaline Margaret Moore, Ava for short. Louise’s parents, salt to the earth working class people, were likewise excited to have a grandchild and took about spoiling the girl however they could. The ones unexcited with the adoption were Zach’s WASP parents, that didn’t fully consider Ava to be a “real” grandchild. This could not have been more clear than when Zach’s brother and sister both had children and they were allowed to call their paternal grandparents ‘nana’ and ‘papa’ but Ava was regulated to the formal ‘grandmother’ and ‘grandfather’. This created tension between Zach and his family, tension that was exasperated when, shortly after Ava was adopted; they discovered that she was a gifted child. By the age of 3 she could read and count. By the age of 5 she could multiple and divide. Perhaps it was an attempt to prove his family wrong, but Zach and Louise eagerly encouraged Ava’s budding talents in math and science. They became laser focused on getting her everything she could possibly need to be an academic powerhouse. So focused in fact that they forgot to allow Ava the chance to be a normal child. She didn’t go to regular elementary school as she tested too high for the grades. Instead she had tutors and the only real social interaction with her own age group came with her cousins from her aunt and uncle. The only break in her study that she received was when she went to her maternal grandparents, ‘grammy’ and ‘gramps’, house for weekend visits. There they put the books away, gave her crayons and paper to draw, let her watch mindless cartoons and took her to parks and zoos. Ava had such fun with her grandparents that she didn’t even mind when they would take her to church on Sundays. While other kids her age squirmed and nodded off, Ava enjoyed listening to the choir sing and admired the stain glass windows, but mostly she loved not having to do school work. When she started having night terrors at the age of 8, Ava’s parents realized that maybe they had been pushing the girl too hard, too quickly. They cancelled the tutors and tried enrolling Ava in a private elementary school, to interact with children her own age. This...did not help. Ava was branded weird by the rest of her peers and bullied regularly while also finding the classes boring and unchallenging. This resulted in her acting out in frustration at the teacher, which lead to many parent/teacher conferences and put a brief strain on her parent’s marriage on how to solve the issue. The night terrors seemed to worsen when she was enrolled in school and so she was taken back out and returned to her private tutors. The night terrors subsided shortly after she went back to her private studies and her parents thought she had simply grown out of them. When she was 10 years old, Ava was invited to attend MIT for her gifted intelligence and her parents rented a home near the university for Ava to live in with her retired grammy and gramps during the fall and spring semesters. College had been a difficult experience for Ava. Not because of the work, she enjoyed learning so much about math, science and technology. But because of the social aspect. She was a ten year old among students that were twice her age. She didn’t feel like a person when talking to them, more like an oddity to be pointed at and whispered about. This lead to her shutting herself off socially and focusing on her studies. The numbers of math and science made sense to her and were easier to understand than the college aged adults around her. At 13 her night terrors returned and shortly after she was diagnosed with a mild anxiety disorder. Her parents and maternal grandparents wanted her to quit college but she fought them and insisted on completing her education; mostly because at the time, she didn’t know what to do outside of going to school and studying. After much arguing her parents allowed her to continue attending college, much to the protest of her maternal grandparents. She was given medication for her anxiety and eventually her night terrors went away again. Ava went on to earn her doctorate and an engineering degree by the time she was 18 years old. Shortly after she was snatched up by Booz Allen Hamilton for a job in the field of cyber security. By the age of 24 she had worked her way up to the point of earning a government contract with the CIA through her company and a high level of Security Clearance. However, two years ago, a seemingly inconsequential encounter occurred that would sharply change the direction her life would be taking. One fine fall morning, Ava was running errands when she stopped outside a grocery to give a homeless man some change. She hadn’t even looked at his sign, but when she tried to walk away he spoke to her: “How do you sleep?” She had stopped and looked back at him. He lifted his head and a pair of eyes that would haunt the back of her mind for the next two years looked back at her. He had smiled at her, a smile that had seemed too large for a human face to make. “I said, how do you sleep, girl?” He had asked again with an eerie chuckle. Disturbed, Ava went inside the store, found a security guard and told him about the unsettling man. When the guard went outside however, he found no sign of the man she described. It had only been five minutes, not long enough for him to disappear without someone seeing him at least running off. Shaken and confused, Ava dropped the issue and continued about her day. That night however, she was plagued with the worst nightmares she had ever experienced. She heard chanting in a language she didn’t understand, saw flashes of symbols and mutilated and rotting corpses on pitch black slabs. It was a nightmare she couldn’t awaken from, no matter how hard she tried; it felt like it would never end. Thankfully it had ended, but when Ava woke up she found herself on the floor of her bedroom with a marker from her desk in her hand. A marker that had been used to cover her walls in graphic drawings of mutilated corpses on black stones and the symbols from her nightmare. She requested leave from work, but due to the nature of her job, when she took this sudden leave with no explanation; it raised questions. She tried to hide what happened, but she was never a good liar to regular people, against people who were trained for decades to sniff out the smallest hint of a falsehood, she had no chance. She revealed what happened, showed the Agents from the government what she had drawn in her sleep and expected to be caught in a big butterfly net and tossed into a mental hospital. And she’d be fired of course. To her shock, she hadn’t been fired, but instead transferred to the CIA headquarters in Langley, Virginia and attached to a mysterious government entity known simply as The Program. She still did some work for the CIA, but her contract now belonged to a branch of Federal investigation that she didn’t fully understand. Over the course of her two years with The Program, she pieced together a few theories, but they were theories her science addled mind didn’t want to explore. Nor what, if any, she had to do with it. [/hider] [hider=Personality] Ava is not the best with people. Outside of talking to them about work, codes or tech, she never knows quite what to say and tends to let others do the talking; so she’s learned over the years to be a great listener. She isn’t cold though, she does have empathy and feels for others and is capable of forming deep bonds with friends and family; it just takes her a little longer to get comfortable around new people. When she does open up, people find her to be warm, considerate with a surprisingly silly sense of humor. She isn’t much of a chatterbox even when she does open up, but there is a noticeable shift in her body language and expressions from a reserved, shy girl that is unsure of herself to someone that is comfortable, a little more confident and noticeably happy to be around another person. [/hider] [hider=Family, Friends, and Associates] Zach and Louise Moore - Her parents, she loves them dearly, even though sometimes she questions their choices in how they raised her. (Bond 5) Grammy and Gramps - Her grandparents and the people she is the closest with as her childhood memories are filled with nothing but fun, love and easy times. (Bond 5) Mrs. Diane Grier - Her next door neighbor and her closest friend. (Bond 5) Agent Stark - Work Associate, The Program Agent she reports to the most within the CIA HeadQuarters. Donnelley: Her team lead, a figure of steadfast confidence and strength, but also one of surprising comfort and laughs even when things are serious or grim. He is not the BEST influence, logically speaking, but his mentorship and example has brought out a fire in Ava she was unaware she had. (Bond 5) Laine: A source of guidance to Ava, when she feels things are spiraling, Laine offers a steadying hand. Their relationship is not without their own banter and quips though, an almost sisterly like bond that Ava hasn’t held with anyone before. (Bond 5) Dave: An unexpected attraction from an unlikely source, in some ways Dave and Ava could not be more different, but in others they seem like a well fitted match. Dave makes Ava feel that sense of girlish excitement new intimacy can bring, but more than anything he makes her feel safe. (Bond 5) [/hider] [b]Likes[/b]: Math, Science, technology and a good puzzle that needs solving. She also enjoys music, a bad pun or joke, cartoons and their humor and art in general, especially drawing. She took up the art form in order to learn to draw diagrams for designing drones and found that she enjoyed it. It’s a chance for her to turn off her brain and get lost in the soothing strokes of pencil on paper. She enjoys cycling and jogging for exercise. [b]Dislikes[/b]: Confrontation of any kind, needless anger and yelling makes her shrink in on herself and go dead silent. Meeting new people, not because she doesn’t like people, but because they can be unpredictable and she is afraid of saying the wrong thing and offending them. Sudden changes to her routine that she has no control over. Any disrespect to the sciences or the men and women that work hard to advance their society, educate others or solve the mysteries of the known universe. She hates her hand gun and hand to hand combat training, but tolerates it because it is required. [hider=Fears] [b]Her Night terrors[/b] - They had settled down since the incident two years ago, but she still has the occasional nightmare of the memories that even her medication can’t make go away. [b]The Man With Inhuman Eyes[/b] - Ava is terrified of seeing this man again and is paranoid of him stalking her, though she hasn’t seen him since the one time he spoke to her. [b]No Control[/b] - What disturbed Ava the most of her incident, was that she had no control over her own body and didn’t even remember getting out of bed to draw on her walls. She can accept having no control in how life works, life was chaotic with limitless variables that can affect it, but when it comes to her being robbed of her own bodily autonomy, she becomes terrified. [b]The Unknown[/b] - Once upon a time, Ava looked to the Unknown with great curiosity and saw nothing but endless potential, potential that could be discovered and explained with rational and logical application of science. That there exists an Unknown that can’t be explained with her understanding of the application of science and the natural world makes her break into a cold sweat. That she might have some tie to that Unknown, scares her even more. [/hider] [hider=Ability Scores] STRENGTH: 3 ( , Active Wound) DEXTERITY: 4 ( , Active Wound) STAMINA: 7 ( , Active Wound) BUREAUCRACY: 3 INTELLIGENCE: 8 WILLPOWER: 8 SAN: 40 (Breaking Point, 32) [/hider] ACTIVE WOUNDS: -None [hider=Skills] [b]Gifted(+8)[/b]: Computer Science | SIGINT | Science (Mathematics) [b]Adept(+6)[/b]: Engine Mechanics | Accounting | Craft (Microelectronics) | Awareness [b]Average(+4)[/b]: Anthropology | Archeology | History | Marksmanship (handguns) [b]Novice(+2)[/b]: Hand to Hand | Persuade | Subterfuge | Forensics | Law (Cyber) Special Training: Art (Drawing/Painting) (INT) Detecting Electrical Sabotage (INT) [/hider] ADAPTATIONS: None [u][b]Foreign Languages[/b][/u] - Mandarin (fluent), Latin (semi), Summerian (rudimentary) [u][b]Weaknesses:[/b][/u] [b]Nonphsyical[/b] - Prone to panic attacks without her medication [b]Physical[/b] - She is not physically strong O[u][b]ff-Duty Clothing/Equipment:[/b][/u] [b]Clothing[/b]: A lot of pastels. Soft, comfortable sweaters, that more often than not her grammy knitted her. She doesn’t mind wearing skirts if she isn’t working but tends to like yoga pants better. She always wears a St. Michael pendant given to her by her gramps when she first started having her night terrors. [b]Weapons[/b]: Taser and pepper spray [b]Tools/Equipment[/b]: Her phone and a small multi purpose tool also given to her by her gramps [u][b]Operational Clothing/Equipment: [/b][/u] [b]Clothing[/b]: For office ware, she dresses professionally and conservatively. A lot of blouses, flat heeled but nice shoes and tweed skirts. [b]Weapons[/b]: Glock 26 [b]Tools/Equipment[/b]: A heavily secured laptop with more processing power than it has any business having. A flying drone with night vision, infrared vision and a high quality imaging camera and a ground drone with similar capabilities.