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       Fiachra O'Breasláin
   DIR By: antaibhse
       Date: April 1, 2015, 5:47 pm
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       Name: Fiachra O’Breasláin
       Age: Mid/Late-20’s as far as anyone knows, including them
       Human (as far as they know)
       Rank: Morningstar  Specialist, Primary Cleaner for The Syndicate
       (professionally referred to as An Taibhse, Irish-Gaelic for The
       Ghost, people have also been known to call them The Raven, yes,
       for the poetic reference.)
       Physical Description
       5’3”
       Green Eyes
       White Blond Hair—usually dyed pink, sometimes they go natural
       sometimes they go red or black—cut in a Mohawk style—they wears
       it long on the top and buzzed on the sides and back, typically
       it is styled up in a fun, eye catching way (curled, a pompadour,
       spikes, though they’ll slick it back if they’re working,
       sometimes pulling the top back in a ponytail). Her hair is
       naturally that shade, and fine and straight.
       They are a gender fluid, biological female who is
       Pansexual/Demiromantic. They prefer she/her or they/them (this
       is the safer bet though they won’t correct if referred to with
       feminine .ronouns).
       Personality
       “My personality? I’m one hundred percent sweetness and light. At
       least until it’s dark out. I’ve been told I have socialization
       issues, whatever the hell that’s supposed to me. I think it’s
       white coat code for angry, screwed up, and possessing a skewed
       moral code, which is what they call not having an issue killing
       people for compensation. I can be a little difficult, one of the
       trial parents said that once. There was one that said I was such
       a sweet girl but just needed to smile more. Like that’s going to
       do anything other than make me look like a candidate for a
       strait jacket.”
       Likes
       “All things sharp and pointy. Something with range and power. Of
       course, who doesn’t like a pair of brass knuckles. Oh, you were
       expecting something more personal. Like long walks on the beach
       at sunset perhaps? I like things that are dependable. A well
       made, well kept weapon is just that.”
       Moleskin notebooks and her fountain pen, mechanical pencils with
       dark lead
       Crosswords
       and logic puzzles
       Blues music
       Rum, aged cane rum, & Mojitos
       Dislikes
       “Liars. People who don’t pair their debts. People that try to
       screw me. Black licorice and Jager.”
       People touching her weapons, or her writing utensils.
       “Touch the notebook. Lose a hand.”
       Caterpillars—the fuzzy ones that are all juicy when you squish
       them
       People who can’t handle the sight of a little blood
       Backstory
       “Not sure what I can really tell you. I don’t really know who my
       people are and I kind of grew up all over. Hell, to be straight
       with you I’m not even sure my name’s the one whatever parents I
       might have had gave me. After all, we know it’s easy enough to
       doctor up some papers right, but it suits me and once I learned
       to spell it, figured it was as good as any.
       “I was about eight when parental type number … four, I think,
       hooked up with a group of survivalists. They left me there for a
       bit. No one really noticed I didn’t belong to anyone. Learned
       some useful stuff there. After they finally threw me out, I
       bummed around a bit, but scrounged up enough cash for papers
       decent enough to get me into the service. I spent a little less
       than ten years doing all sorts of diverting things all over the
       world on someone else’s nickel.
       “That’s how I met Phillipe. Said he had an eye for talent.
       Whatever. The only difference between then and now is I got a
       softer bed and three squares that don’t come out of a bag most
       of the time. And the pay’s better.”
       Mun’s note: While they do not know their background it would not
       be too awful hard to discover. Phillipe made sure to find out
       where they came from before he hired them. He had been watching
       their military career for years before he started seducing them
       for recruitment (in the professional sense only). Matt had
       discovered the files on Fiachra and those could come out at some
       point, but at this point it seems premature.
       Extra
       Scrawled on the edge of the paper in black ink: Fia's bark is
       far worse than their bite, though that bite is often fatal.
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       Re: Fiachra O'Breasláin
   DIR By: R4GN0R0K
       Date: April 2, 2015, 7:23 pm
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