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**"Amen"** Julis had finished his prayer at the exact time Cesare had. Something that seemed strange to outsiders, but perfectly natural to the brothers. Julis, like in most situations, did not have an opinion of the false shepard Isaac's plans. He merely saw what his brother seemed to think, and considered that as his opinion. Julis' natural neutrality made him have no real opinion of the Free Men, but that was swayed by Cesare's opinion. Julis was not considered a valuable tool, unlike his brother. His brother was the cornerstone of their team, after all. After hearing Cesare asking him to come, Julis obliged quickly. He stepped onto his brother's hand, and turned his body in such a way that made him sit on his brother's shoulder. "Yes... Brother..." Julis said, his tone much more excited that usual. After all, he was quite excited to finally do something after long days of travel, and prayer.

![enter image description here](http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/026/0/1/experimental_machine_character_2_by_mohzart-d5ssq73.jpg "enter image title here") “*...*” **Name:** Julis Alexander **Age:** 37 (and a half) **Height and Weight:** Julis is an extremely short and thin fellow. He stands at a meager 5'4" (1.6 meters) tall, and weighs around 130 pounds (59 kilograms). With his armour, he is about 180 pounds (82 kilograms). **Personality:** Julis is not prideful and arrogant like his "big" brother, Cesare. In fact, he is rather shy, and almost never talks around other people. When he does speak, it comes out mangled. He can only speak a few words, and he has troubles speaking them. What would be "Enemy is attempting to flank us" becomes "Bad... Behind...". The only time when he can speak properly is when he is praying, or reciting the "numbers". Julis' mind is that of a savant. A mathematical savant, to be precise. Because of being a savant, he isn't too good at the entire... everything, thing. He is poor at remembering, at making plans, and even writing down his calculations in his head. He can't even read standard math calculations. All that happens is that he sees the "numbers" when he does things. These numbers show him where to shoot, when to shoot. That's all Julis is good at doing. Shooting. Like Cesare, Julis is devoutly faithful to god. Unlike Cesare, he doesn't state his beliefs. This is mostly due to because he can't speak properly (save for prayers). It is odd because whenever Julis is fighting, he seems to murmur numbers. **Armor:** Julis' armour fits his small body quite well. It gives no benefits, other than the defense from taking bullets it has. It weighs around 50 pounds, and is much more mechanical in appearance than Cesare's. It is space-worthy, and easy to move around in. Julis seemed to have always broke the AI inside. He didn't like the voices in his head. **Arsenal:** Julis' weapon of choice is his personal ["Prayers"](http://media.indiedb.com/images/articles/1/75/74957/auto/iL1xW.png). The pistols are fully automatic, and more resemble SMGs than pistols. Due to the fact that they are SMG's, they don't really do too much damage to more armoured foes, but they tear up less armored people like paper. He tends not to use both at the same time, saying "Both... bad... one... enough..." On rare occasion, he will steal a weapon from a dead/living body, and use that instead. On even rarer occasion, he will use [his very long knife. Aptly named "Long Knife"](http://kotireddy06.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/sword-copy.jpg). **History:** A genetic reject and a gun savant, that’s what they got. That probably makes little sense without context, so it should be given some. You see, the members of the fireteam “Salvation” were once members of “The New Templars”, having been the promised children of twenty generations of a very carefully selected family line, which would be given the very best of gene enhancements to pass on to their children and their children’s children and so forth. When the head researchers decided that anything beyond twenty generations would be too genetically diverse to properly augment these “Lambs of God”, they went “all-in” and augmented the 19th generation of this pedigree to the fullest. This research team was fired for making such an idiotic decision. They nearly killed the 19th generation of specimens and it was a miracle that they were able to give birth to children at all. Not only was the PROTOTYPE genetic modifications provided UNSTABLE when combined, but they had not given the generation time to ADAPT to these UNSTABLE MODIFICATIONS. The years and years and years of research and development put into forging these two perfect children was thrown down the drain. The results were that; a genetic reject and a gun savant. Let’s focus on the Gun Savant for now. His name is Julis Alexander and was considered to be inferior to his mutated "brother". Julis' reputation was considered much more tame than his brother, seeing how he wasn't a lumbering ogre hellbent on destroying everything. Julis' reputation was still well known, though. He was considered a "gun saint", and was valued as a member of The New Templars. That, of course, changed when he and his "big" brother defected to the free men, becoming the Fireteam "Salvation". Julis had no reason to leave the New Templars. He simply followed his "big" brother. He was the only one that Julis could trust, and vice versa. Julis also had no intention of forming a nation, but upon hearing his brother's wishes, it became one of the two things that he wanted to dedicate his life to. The first being his brother, Cesare.

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