Better late than never, I suppose! 

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[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=yellow][center]Milena Novoselok[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/736x/92/7d/06/927d068d2169adc125ca283c3dc7ae33.jpg[/img]
[b][color=yellow]Character Quote:[/color][/b] "Friendship isn't meant to be perfect; it's meant to last."[/center]
[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=yellow][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=yellow]Name:[/color][/b] Milena Novoselok
[b][color=yellow]Aliases:[/color][/b] Mila
[b][color=yellow]Age:[/color][/b] 27
[b][color=yellow]Birthday:[/color][/b] November 13th, 1997
[b][color=yellow]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Russian
[b][color=yellow]Birth Place:[/color][/b] St. Petersburg, Russia
[b][color=yellow]Gender:[/color][/b] Female
[b][color=yellow]Pre Outbreak Occupation:[/color][/b] (Public Relations Advisor)
[b][color=yellow]Languages:[/color][/b] Russian, English, some French

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=yellow][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=yellow]Height:[/color][/b] 5'6
[b][color=yellow]Weight:[/color][/b] 134 lbs
[b][color=yellow]Body Type:[/color][/b] Slim
[b][color=yellow]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Gray
[b][color=yellow]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Dark brown
[b][color=yellow]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Fair
[b][color=yellow]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] None
[b][color=yellow]Personal Style:[/color][/b] Mila's everyday style consists primarily of pantsuits and heels, though during the warmer months she'll opt for a dress as well. The tones are mostly neutral with the occasional bright-colored blouse. When not at the Kremlin or doing business of any sorts, Mila prefers sweatpants or jeans, depending on the activity she's engaged in at the moment. Her hair is almost always down except when exercising or doing any extrenuous activity where she can't afford to have strands in front of her face.

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=yellow][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=yellow][center]Friendly * Anxious * Intelligent * Overthinker * Problem-solver * Impatient[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=yellow]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Heterosexual
[b][color=yellow]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single
[b][color=yellow]Personality:[/color][/b] Mila appears serious most of the time in public while conducting business in an official capacity, yet she's anything but. She enjoys being out with her friends and living the social butterfly life, though she maintains a balance and sometimes prefers to be alone fully immersed in a book with a glass of wine by her side. Mila loves to explore, but she's keenly aware of the dangers out in the streets. Needless to say, her upbringing turned her into a person who's cautious and will oftentimes question even the slightest uncertainty.

But beyond being the cautious type, Mila is approachable and easy-going if someone needs a listening ear. She's sympathetic and doesn't mind being there for others; a trait that some have complemented numerous times. 

[b][color=yellow]Character Alignment:[/color][/b] Neutral good
[b][color=yellow]Habits:[/color][/b] Chewing on straws, noting every down to avoid forgetting, eating most meals in front of the TV.
[b][color=yellow]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Doodling, practicing the piano, binging her favorite shows.
[b][color=yellow]Fears:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Roaches
[*] Heights
[*] Drowning[/list]
[b][color=yellow]Likes:[/color][/b] 
[list][*] Jogging
[*] "Doom-scrolling" periodically
[*] Stress-cleaning
[*] Attending her self-defense classes
[*] Staying up to date on relevant news[/list]
[b][color=yellow]Dislikes:[/color][/b] 
[list][*] Cigarette smoke
[*] Obscenely loud people
[*] Traffic
[*] Insects
[*] Greasy food[/list]

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=yellow][center]Skills[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=yellow]Pre Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b]
[list]
[*] Decision-making
[*] Some basic hand-to-hand
[*] Generally good with directions
[*] Survival cooking
[*] Self-discipline
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[b][color=yellow]Post Outbreak Skills:[/color][/b]
[list]
[*] TBD
[*] TBD
[*] TBD
[*] TBD
[*] TBD
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[b][color=yellow]What Do They Carry On Them:[/color][/b] 
[list][*] The clothes on her back
[*] A bag with a change of clothes, some granola bars, and two water bottles
[*] Her wallet with IDs and other miscellaneous cards
[*] A small pocket knife[/list]
[hr][hr][h3][b][color=yellow][center][i]History[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3]

[b][color=yellow]Life Before The Outbreak:[/color][/b] Mila was born to Anna and Ivan Novoselok as their first and only child. Her mother was a nurse before ironically passing from cancer, and her father was a former military commander turned politician who eventually became the current president of Russia. As such, she was partly raised within the walls of the Kremlin. That meant that every misstep and every imperfection was heavily scrutinized, shaping her into the woman she is today.

When she turned 18, Mila was allowed to go to college wherever she pleased within the country, preferably somewhere near. This newfound freedom was refreshing, especially after spending most of her teenage years without dating save for the one classmate she was romantically involved with in secrecy. She had prior training in classical piano and ballet and competed in international competitions, all under the watchful eye of her father. She earned several medals which weren't celebrated by her father beyond a "good job" pat on the back. Mila learned English and Spanish as well, mastering both languages despite the slightly thick accent. But despite her accolades, Mila remained near, attending Moscow State University.

Being the people-pleaser she is, Mila listened to her father when he advised she pursue a career in politics. She had her own dreams of going into medicine, but only made it as far as taking a few classes. Mila instead pursued an education in Political Science and English, and it led her to secure a position in the Kremlin without too much blowback from the media or the general public in regards to nepotism.

At the time of the outbreak, Mila was on her second to last day in New York on a business trip. Her father had initially expressed his wishes that she didn't go, inviting her on yet another camping trip for the weekend, but she reminded him it was important to meet with the people she was going to visit. And so, he finally relented and let her go without further fight, a move that both would come to regret later on.

[b][color=yellow]Survivor's Personal Journal:[/color][/b]
Friday
I haven't been able to communicate with anyone back home. There is one agent left, but at least he has a considerable amount of ammunition. Of course, he took the additional ammo from his partner. They worked well together, almost as if they had been best friends for years. But that bond is broken now, much like this place. Nothing good remains here, not even friendships.

Unknown
Dmitry, that's his name. He was injured today looking for food. We're running low, but he maintains hope. We're trying to maintain our sanity, but it's getting harder. I miss home, I miss my dad, I miss my friends... I miss my old life. The old life we all had prior to this [i]madness[/i] happening. 

Thursday, maybe
Dmitry is now gone too. I have limited food and supplies, though I have plenty of water. I need food, that's my priority. That and my safety. It's tough to do this alone, but I need to keep pushing through. I need to survive. I miss my dad, I hope he's okay. I hope they're all okay...
 
[hr][hr][h3][b][color=yellow][center][i]Additional Information[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3]

[b][color=yellow]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghPcYqn0p4Y&list=RDghPcYqn0p4Y&start_radio=1]Breathe Me - Sia[/url]

[b][color=yellow]Extra Information:[/color][/b]
[color=red]I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.[/color]

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