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"Miss anything?", Alex questioned back before shrugging slightly moving on to the next part of fhe man's questions asking about what the angry man had said, "Not really he mentioned barracks assignments and that we have the rest of the day to get settled, we're to reconvene here in at 6 am sharp. I wouldn't advise sleeping through that, he seems like he'd take too much pleasure in making you regret it." She answered grinning slightly, once more shifting the suitcase on her back feeling the comfortable press of its cold hard metal on her back, before mentally recalling the list the angry man had shouted off about room assignments.

"You said your name was Evan right? I think you're in Quebec as well." Alexandria hummed out tilting her head turning to look back up at the building having answered the man's questions bouncing lightly on her feet wanting to get moving and explore the place a little before glancing back at Evan from behind her own shades.

"Its this way." She commented before walking off leaving the man to follow if he would as she made her way down the landing strip taking in the local landscape, making mental landmarks for the different paths and entrances to the building she would be staying in as well as towards the looming building farther up the beach, as she merged into the group bustling in and out of the buildings doors stopping slightly in awe as she took in the architecture and layout of the Nod.
Mines good now, yea?
I'm happy to change it if need be~
Hmm who knows..
I dunno I've meet a few people that the only time they're useful and know what they're doing is when they're plastered.

But that's just my two cents.

And yay angry yelling man , he be the bosss.
Smiling at Hanzo's reply, Alexandria stretched slightly watching the others head towards the cone shape building, observing them as they walked by skeptical that all of them would make it through training if the angry man from earlier would have anything to say about it, though she was slightly disappointed there was only one other female in the barracks wondering vaguely for a second what type of woman she would be living with before shaking her head slightly hearing someone else speak out to her.

"Alex is fine, there's no need for the ms part." She commented the same warm smile still lingering on her lips, before turning to address the man who had spoken to her, coming face to face with her own reflection shinning from the man's shade tilting her head slightly.

"Hmmm, Hiya?" She replied easily adjust the strap to her suitcase tapping lightly against the strap feeling the urge to clean the gun and check it over wanting to make sure the flight didn't damage it glancing once more at the building not sure of the complete infrastructure but knowing where the barracks would be located at.

'Like summer camp all over again,' She mused humming softly to herself, a small shiver of apprehension and adrenaline coursing through her at the thought of being able to save others from what she dealt with, yet she knew that every choice in life brings consequences curiously wandering what this one was going to bring.
I'll Play~
Tilting her head Alex watched the approaching figure curiously being able to make out a few minor details enough to distinguish him as male before a cool robotic voice from her right startled her out of her thoughts, instinctively reaching for her Beretta before shaking her head dropping her hand turning to look and face the ninja-esque man, looking him over with the same curiosity she had looked at everything else with.

'Definitely not at home any more, far from it actually..' She thought to herself dryly keep in that thought to herself before shrugging slightly smiling at the man, "Hmm, guess so though I figured they be rather endowed seeing they could pick all of us up without seemingly having any issues with any government." Alex replied thoughtfully watching the man bow smoothly toward her stating his name, 'Hanzo, huh..' the same curiosity was still present in her eyes as she adopted his mannerisms bowing back slightly towards the man.

"Nice to meet you, the names Alexandria, most people just call me Alex though, I hope we get along." She replied back casually as she straightened up in time too see well more so hear someone fall out the plane turning to gaze back towards the exit ramp as a man toppled down it someone else detaching from their conversation with a knife wielding woman to aid the man, 'Hmmm...how odd..' She thought to herself chewing slightly on her lower lip a nervous habit she falls back on every time she concentrates or focuses on something.

Focused on that she failed to notice then man had finally made his way to the group until his deep growling bark echoed out over the group, once more making her turn around her left hand resting on her gun holster ss she mentally berated herself for the lack of attention.

Even if she was somewhere designated to train them into heroes she doubted it was safe to let ones guard down, relaxing again she winced softly hearing him chew out the one who fell from the plane making a mental note of the man's name as the trainer continued to bark out various information including room and barracks assignments before stalking off once more.

"Well he was a cheerful one..." Alex commented sighing slightly reaching up to pull her sunglasses off using the same motion to run a hand through her hair before depositing the shades back on to the brim of her nose, smiling at Hanzo again, "Seems we're in the same barracks." She commented before looking at the retreating figure once more.

'Welcome to hell, huh...'
Can I kill my cat?
He just walked over my computer and closed my window I was writing in.
Ugh
Sorry got kidnapped this weekend, I'll go post now~


Name:
Rita Venor

Gender:
Female

Age:
22

Affinity:
Illusions

Spells:

  • Tricksters Kiss-

  • A simple illusion spell creating obstacles and items that aren't really there, varying from gold to large intricate creations.

  • Fools Wish-

  • Allows Rita a small glimpse of someone's desires whether she over hears it or not allowing her to place the idea it exist or to show it to the person generally leading them around to obtain what it is they seek.

  • Devils Advocate-

  • Allows her to create an illusion of her prey that effectively mimicked them and copied their motions, it's more or less meant to confuse and deteriorate her enemies moral. Mainly used in the presence of a pool of water or the reflective surface.
  • Silent Shade-

  • A simple spell that muffles both Rita's presence and any sound she exhibits making it easier for her to sneak around or just go unnoticed.

  • Down the Rabbit Hole-

  • A hit-and-miss spell, something new she's trying to learn, involving making the target think they're walking through a passage to another world, whether it be a fluffy magical sparkle land or a dark ghastly place she still doesn't have quite enough control to determine it often leaving it up to chance if the spell decides to work.



Personality:
Generally Rita is laid back and rather down to earth, she likes to laugh and have a good time trying not to take things completely serious, only becoming serious either when she sees something that upsets her odd sense of morality, feeling no shame with killing someone if it means her own view on life is preserved, still slightly naive to all the ways of the world she might sometimes come across as too eager and willing to help if she thinks the cause is the right thing. Curious about a lot of things regretting the years she wasted acting as an errand boy to a bunch of self glorified thugs, also causing her to have a diversion and distaste towards most military figured she often just takes all the scrolls and books she can find.

Background:
Growing up in a darker rural part of the capital city, so over run by criminals and petty gangs they had to erect a patrol guard to keep the Lower Quarter in line and help dispel the unrest brewing towards the capital. The third daughter in a family of five children, several of them adopted by the poor shoe cobbler and his wife, Rita and her siblings often spent most of their days begging and stealing food, money, small gifts, whatever it was the could find to feed themselves and help their parents out with the heavy taxes levied against them.

Living on the streets Rita found that it was a lot easier to pose as a boy, keeping her hair cut short and in a page boy style drifting away from her siblings and their thieving ways having gained a illustrious view of the patrolman seeing them save a young woman from a drunkard wanting to have a little fun, not seeing afterwards as they sent the man away they had each taken turns with the young woman, she never realized it to years later she saw the same beautiful woman sitting begging for coin.

But long before that Rita began hanging around their stables running errands and messages for them, following after them like a lost little puppy until they actually started calling her "Pup, run along and do this pup, oi! Pup go fetch this or go fetch that." She never realized how cruel and demeaning they were towards her.

But it wasn't until she began to grow into her sex that it became harder and harder to get the guards to accept her even going so far as to apply making it through basic training and regiment before they kicked her out laughing saying if that if she wanted a job from them that she could just come back later and lay on her back in the stables and wait for them making lewd gestures.

Furious and angry with herself Rita stalked the streets wandering where ever her feet decided to take her growling softly as she began to see more and more wrong doings by the same men she help in such high regard.

The more she noticed the more a strange serene feeling swirled within her, it was running into that same female and finding out since she was soiled she was doomed to a cursed life that the dam snapped and a surge of magic and power flowed through her, acting as if almost possessed she let the magic guide her back to their station house running a hand across the cheek of one of the guards reaching out showing him a vision of his wife in side the building taking turns with his fellow guards, before moving on her eyes completely unfocused as two more started screaming about fires and spiders crawling everywhere giggling softly Rita turned on her heel twirling a simple quarter staff leaving a realm of confusion and chaos behind her heading out to find a new purpose in life.

Skills: Non-Magical

  • Pickpocketing- a trait and skill picked up after being kicked out of the Patrol regiment having to live hand to mouth.


  • Knife fighting- a skill she honed and crafted from a young age learned from her older brother and his little street gang, a skills she kept perfecting and practicing in secret.


  • Likes and Dislikes:
    As a general rule Rita dislikes and doesn't trust people, besides that she finds strict honorable types rather boring and dull, going out of her way to use her gifts to trick and allude them into being foolish, that's not to say she doesn't care for company of others, but would rather be left alone with her thoughts and illusions. She also has a weakness for pretty gems having rarely seen them.

    Description of Magic:
    Rita's magic works primarily off the fact her victims aren't in suspect that they're under an illusion, often casting them from a shadow or a hiding spot having worked her casting area over small 75 foot radius from her person. However once some realizes they're under the effects of a spell their power and strength weaken considerably more or less deteriorating into a battle of will, or long enough for Rita to get close enough in to accomplish what she set out to do often switching to her simple spells casting more of them faster, yes it drains her stamina and strength just as quickly however the bombardment of illusions generally helps her keep control of the situation.
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