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[SUB][COLOR=cecece]M A T I L D A   "M A L"   R E M N A
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[SUB][COLOR=758186]P R E S E N C E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc]
	With dyed pink locks, Mal bears numerous small scars and scratches of her years in service. She often wears jeans and a simple, black T-shirt outside of work attire. Initially stubborn and blunt to a fault, Mal does care for the people around her, instead opting to push them away so as to not be harmed by a "minor casualty". Above all else, Mal is loyal to people whether they notice it or not. Should she ever be caught in the act, though, Mal will brush it off as much as possible.

	Surprisingly enough, though Mal does not like plans, she is not the type of person to go into a mission guns a-blazing. In fact, Mal is the type of person to figure things out as the mission goes on, holding an air of caution about her until she is confident about the situation and the best move in the moment. Sometimes, things don't go according to plan - Mal lives on the ideal of 'winging it'. Outside of her soldier life, she can often be seen as a common street person, even chatting with the locals as if she were a normal person. Mal has the dream of returning to normality, but as long as Aeons existed, she thought, the Legion was sure to follow.
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[SUB][COLOR=758186]C H R O N I C L E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc]
	Known to be a bit of a stubborn soldier, Mal works well when she is pointed to an enemy and told to fire. She isn't one to like working with others, and has gotten a slightly negative reputation from her not being afraid to speak her mind to others. Prior to this mission, in the 4 years of serving the UDF, Mal faced one of the Legion. In fact, that is what caused her to form metallic plates around a wound that it created on her arm. Mal refuses to speak of this incident, but it seems that, before then, she was an ambitious and positive soldier to be among the ranks.

	Of course, that is what most people know of her. In actuality, Matilda came from a low-income family with her father (Andrew) and older sister (Samantha), 8 years Matilda's senior. Mal grew in a basic education system, though nothing special in terms of learning. She took to track well in her earlier years of what Matilda called her 'childhood' - before the comet had made itself a satellite of chaos to her world. Should she have had the choice, she would have sacrificed a hundred Archons to be rid of the Stigma and its source.

	From the tragedy, the streets were more crowded and crime rates went up, as did the rate of people killed by either the new disease or a desperate criminal. Mal never understood statistics, but she knew that she would have become one if it were not for the spirits that found their way to her, attracted by her by pity or by potential, she never knew. The girl, then 17, was reckless and impulsive, doing just about anything for her family. At some points, Samantha would even question how she had gotten the family food for the night, or how she had fixed the hole in the roof while she and Andrew were out working. Mal often came up with a white lie - she didn't want to be shipped off to the UDF at her age - she didn't think she'd like it there, considering her beliefs of disarray, fluctuation, and her general dislike of strict people.

	Alas, Matilda was not one to easily hide her secrets, and soon enough, when she was 19, Matilda was found out by her father, who had strong opinions for the UDF. To Mal, he saw them as a beacon of hope - and in truth, they were the only hope humanity had. So, after much pressure from her father and sister, Mal went to enlist in the UDF, showing proof of her element and its capabilities. She was a good soldier, keeping to herself most of the time, but she did her job well. Occasionally, she would hang around her fellow soldiers, and she was known to be a hearty, humorous, and wholesome soul amongst the group.

	Sadly, her innocence as a soldier was subject to change as she prepared for her first [i]real[/i] mission: to fight a band of Legions, back when the UDF was pairing Archons and Human soldiers together. Had it not been for the spirits, Mal's arm would have been torn of, and probably infected with the [i]Stigma.[/i] The tragedy of that day hollowed the soldier as she understood now the risk of war, of fighting. Somehow, something else besides the old pressure of her family kept her going, something that Matilda didn't see within her: Dignity.
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[SUB][COLOR=758186]F O R C E[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc]
	Mal uses a standardized pistol (which she has named "Hamlet") when she isn't manipulating the metal around her. When not firing out on the range, she commonly uses metallic projectiles alongside Hamlet to cause a massive barrage of bullets and shrapnel to hit enemies from afar. From being an Aeon, her reaction time to threats has heightened to a degree that, if Mal concentrates, she can look out for danger that may target someone else other than her, though she has minimal experience with it.

	In addition to her projectiles, Mal can use the metal of the earth to shield herself or allies, though this takes concentration and a deal of energy to pull off. Her ace up her sleeve, however, is her ability to 'reverse' her shielding affect, containing a singular enemy for as much as 30 seconds if not concentrating on it completely.
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[SUB][COLOR=758186]T R I V I A[/COLOR][/SUB][hr][color=bcbcbc]
	N/A for now!
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