Xandrya

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

Milena always admired a strong leader, and that's exactly who stood in front of her and the rest of her squad mates. Or at least, he gave off such impression. As she slowly eyed her surroundings, Milena felt a small sense of pride. She was happy to be one of the chosen few selected for this team, and if one were to pay close attention, they would notice the left corner of her lips slightly angled upwards in a smirk. Even though she was really looking forward to their missions, Milena maintained a flawless poker face.

Once their CO was finished with his speech, the team scattered to gather their documents. Milena did the same, the reality of this new adventure slowly setting in. But by no means was she nervous, just a tad anxious if that. She put away the documents after glancing over them when the woman who'd been referred to as the "German defect" walked up to her and another teammate and introduced herself as Helga Branwulf.

"Good morning. I'm Milena Kuznetsov, one of the medics for the squad. I hope I'm not needed too much on the battlefield," she joked with a slight smile to lighten the mood.

@Dynamo Frokane
@DracoLunaris

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

I'll have something up tomorrow, promise! Worked 4 hours overtime today and I'm drained.

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

Milena Kuznetsov

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Name
Milena Kuznetsov

Age
17

Gender
Female

Birth-date / Location
31-03-1930 - Tomsk, USSR

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Appearance
Milena is roughly 5'7, weighing in at 129 pounds. She has brown hair and eyes, although she has partial heterochromia in her left eye, therefore a portion of it is green as well. Milena has some generic scars throughout her body from childhood, but none of them are overly distinct. She has a couple of piercings on her ears and is always wearing a necklace her mother left for her as a good luck charm.

Personality
Milena is a gentle, caring spirit. Despite her young age, she's seen her fair share of medical horrors, thus she slowly began to rely on comedic relief to counteract the harsh realities of life. But her main personality traits don't entirely define her as a soldier neither in nor out of the battlefield. She is wise enough to separate her duties and responsibilities from her own personal feelings, and she has clear boundaries between work and play.

Relationships
To be determined.

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Classification
Combat medic. Weapons included are the standard issue AVS-36 rifle and the TT-32 sidearm. Additionally, she carries a first-aid kit designed specifically for combat roles.

Experimental Gear
The Gatling Wrist Gun is, for the sake convenience, a partially handsfree revolver-styled weapon designed to fire from the wrist. The sturdy leather brace and its attachments absorb most of the recoil of the gun when it's fired. Instead of a traditional loading method, the cylinder is pulled out all the way in order for the bullets to be inserted. Once that's done, the cylinder is pushed back, twisting it to make sure it's locked in place. The hammer on this weapon is designed to act as the trigger, thus the user will still need a free hand. With that said, the disadvantage to this weapon revolves around the fact that the hammer doesn't have its own version of a trigger guard, therefore if it gets caught on something and enough pressure is applied, it will result in an accidental fire. Currently, this version of the gun is able to hold a maximum of eight bullets.

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Background
Milena's childhood was anything but easy. Her mother passed away while giving birth to her, therefore she grew up with just her father, Dmitry. He was stern, but loving; such balance making life a little less complicated for Milena as she was constantly learning valuable life lessons at a relatively young age. Dmitry also passed on a great deal of knowledge to Milena as she grew older, anything from hunting and survival skills to dressing a bullet wound. He was a doctor, one of a few within their area, and the idea of going into the medical field seemed more alluring by the day. Eventually, that's what Milena decided on when she was old enough, and her father was extremely proud of her for following her heart.

On the evening of Milena's 15th birthday, they had a small gathering with her father and two of her closest friends. They were home just enjoying a simple celebratory meal when a gang of 3 men burst in through the front door. Milena and her friends immediately fled to the bedroom the moment Dmitry barked his order. They rushed in and locked the door behind them, and despite all the adrenaline coursing through their bodies, the three girls remained silent and their ears glued to the door to listen to the commotion outside. There was incomprehensible arguing, some things being thrown around, and eventually, a single gunshot. That's when Milena couldn't hide anymore. Against her friends' warnings, she unlocked the door and hurried to the living room where she found her father's lifeless corpse. Her friends followed just a few moments after the fact and they were met with a hysterical Milena and her dead father. The intruders were long gone, realizing that the neighbors would hear the gunshot and would obviously go investigate what was going on.

From that moment on, Milena lived alone and had to fend for herself. Even though there was great sorrow in her heart, she didn't play the victim card. In fact, she hated it when people pitied her as to her, it meant that her father didn't do a good job of teaching her how to survive, and that simply wasn't the case. Roughly two and a half years passed before she decided to join the armed forces...mainly to continue learning, but also to get revenge against people who were just like the intruders responsible for her father's death. Milena primarily relied on her private pain to motivate her to push forward, and she made a promise to her father that she would do her best to eradicate whatever evil she could from the world.

Experience
Nearly three months of basic training and two months in medic school.

Family
Both parents are deceased.

Theme Song

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

Milena Kuznetsov

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Name
Milena Kuznetsov

Age
17

Gender
Female

Birth-date / Location
31-03-1930 - Tomsk, USSR

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Appearance
Milena is roughly 5'7, weighing in at 129 pounds. She has brown hair and eyes, although she has partial heterochromia in her left eye, therefore a portion of it is green as well. Milena has some generic scars throughout her body from childhood, but none of them are overly distinct. She has a couple of piercings on her ears and is always wearing a necklace her mother left for her as a good luck charm.

Personality
Milena is a gentle, caring spirit. Despite her young age, she's seen her fair share of medical horrors, thus she slowly began to rely on comedic relief to counteract the harsh realities of life. But her main personality traits don't entirely define her as a soldier neither in nor out of the battlefield. She is wise enough to separate her duties and responsibilities from her own personal feelings, and she has clear boundaries between work and play.

Relationships
To be determined.

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Classification
Combat medic. Weapons included are the standard issue AVS-36 rifle and the TT-32 sidearm. Additionally, she carries a first-aid kit designed specifically for combat roles.

Experimental Gear
The Gatling Wrist Gun is, for the sake convenience, a partially handsfree revolver-styled weapon designed to fire from the wrist. The sturdy leather brace and its attachments absorb most of the recoil of the gun when it's fired. Instead of a traditional loading method, the cylinder is pulled out all the way in order for the bullets to be inserted. Once that's done, the cylinder is pushed back, twisting it to make sure it's locked in place. The hammer on this weapon is designed to act as the trigger, thus the user will still need a free hand. With that said, the disadvantage to this weapon revolves around the fact that the hammer doesn't have its own version of a trigger guard, therefore if it gets caught on something and enough pressure is applied, it will result in an accidental fire. Currently, this version of the gun is able to hold a maximum of eight bullets.

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Background
Milena's childhood was anything but easy. Her mother passed away while giving birth to her, therefore she grew up with just her father, Dmitry. He was stern, but loving; such balance making life a little less complicated for Milena as she was constantly learning valuable life lessons at a relatively young age. Dmitry also passed on a great deal of knowledge to Milena as she grew older, anything from hunting and survival skills to dressing a bullet wound. He was a doctor, one of a few within their area, and the idea of going into the medical field seemed more alluring by the day. Eventually, that's what Milena decided on when she was old enough, and her father was extremely proud of her for following her heart.

On the evening of Milena's 15th birthday, they had a small gathering with her father and two of her closest friends. They were home just enjoying a simple celebratory meal when a gang of 3 men burst in through the front door. Milena and her friends immediately fled to the bedroom the moment Dmitry barked his order. They rushed in and locked the door behind them, and despite all the adrenaline coursing through their bodies, the three girls remained silent and their ears glued to the door to listen to the commotion outside. There was incomprehensible arguing, some things being thrown around, and eventually, a single gunshot. That's when Milena couldn't hide anymore. Against her friends' warnings, she unlocked the door and hurried to the living room where she found her father's lifeless corpse. Her friends followed just a few moments after the fact and they were met with a hysterical Milena and her dead father. The intruders were long gone, realizing that the neighbors would hear the gunshot and would obviously go investigate what was going on.

From that moment on, Milena lived alone and had to fend for herself. Even though there was great sorrow in her heart, she didn't play the victim card. In fact, she hated it when people pitied her as to her, it meant that her father didn't do a good job of teaching her how to survive, and that simply wasn't the case. Roughly two and a half years passed before she decided to join the armed forces...mainly to continue learning, but also to get revenge against people who were just like the intruders responsible for her father's death. Milena primarily relied on her private pain to motivate her to push forward, and she made a promise to her father that she would do her best to eradicate whatever evil she could from the world.

Experience
Nearly three months of basic training and two months in medic school.

Family
Both parents are deceased.

Theme Song

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

I just need the bio for my character and I'll be done.

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

Interested in making a medic character.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

"If only it was that easy," Amy whispered, her voice low enough so no one else could hear. For the most part, she was over her father's death, but unfortunately any mentions of a new mission usually forced the memories to come flooding back. It hurt like hell, but she was trying her hardest to not let it interfere with her job.

As the rest of the crew mingled among themselves and asked questions, Amy finished up what was left of the sandwich. She also gulped down her orange juice before stacking up the cup on top of the plate in front of her. She would put them away in the dishwasher later on, for the moment she would wait until everyone was finished with their questions.

Alien: Desolation (Accepting!)

New exciting opportunity coming up. Talk soon.

Dr. X

Emilia was intrigued, but the vagueness of the message wasn't enough to warrant a response from her and she would simply go talk to Dr. Xavier the next morning. Instead of drafting a quick reply, she gently tossed her laptop to the side and leaned back on the couch, contemplating whether she should go out for some dinner with a colleague from work. Just then, her phone rang.

"Hey Jenny."

"Emilia, hi. Listen, we're having a little get together in just over a half hour. Bruce and I were wondering whether you wanted to come over and enjoy some food and drinks. Nothing fancy, just an intimate gathering."

"Yeah, sure. I'll get ready and be on my way. Is that okay?"

"Of course. See you soon!"

"Okay, 'til then."

Emilia hung up the phone as she sat up to get off the couch.

What are you doing? Nathaniel's voice went off in her head, making Emilia stop dead in her tracks. He usually didn't bother her unless she found herself in a highly-stressful situation. But that wasn't the case here as she was just going to a friend's house.

Nothing, simply meeting a few people, she replied.

I see. Well, how about you stay in for the evening instead? You barely know those people and they're all probably halfway drunk out of their minds by now.

No. You're being ridiculous, now leave me alone. Emilia then stormed off to her bedroom, deciding to ignore whatever else Nate said to her. It wasn't the first time the guy bothered her with unnecessary requests or suggestions, and unfortunately, it wouldn't be the last. Nate, stop—

Without warning, Emilia had to fight him to prevent him from taking over. The struggle lasted a few moments, but in the end Emilia became trapped, enslaved in her body as Nate forced her to lose any and all physical control which rightfully belonged to her. From that moment on, she only had the option to witness whatever occurred around her.

Nathaniel James, get the hell out—

No, I don't think so. And since you're being such an inconsiderate person right now, I believe I have to enforce a stricter curfew. Good night, Emilia.

Those last few words were the last thing Emilia remembered before she blacked out, any and all recollection beyond that point nothing but a distant dream.

Absolom

"Shit, I don't suppose you're here to break me free, right?" Olivia's attempt at some comedic relief to ease her anxiety went unnoticed. The man's expression was devoid of any acknowledgement as he slowly approached her, and when the blades became visible, Olivia tensed up. "Or...maybe you are?" Her voice wavered, and even though she wanted to move, Olivia didn't have much of a choice. But then, she remembered something from prior to her arrival at the island.

Olivia reached inside her jumpsuit and pulled out the small flashlight that miraculously, hadn't been lost yet. She messed with it for a moment before she turned around, her attention suddenly shifting to whatever was hiding within the bushes.

"Who's there?" she demanded, shining the light directly at the grass.

Absolom

Okay, just wanted to know!