Futuristic R U I N E D - C S

[Play On Words]

Also, the sniper rifle is highly unlikely, since guns and ammo are incredibly hard to find, according to the background.

 

[Reine]

Name
༻ Deidra Khan
༻ Nickname is "Dei," pronounced "Day"

Age
༻ 23

Gender
༻ Female

Race
༻ Caucasian

Height
༻ 5' 1½"

Weight
༻ 126 lbs.

Build
༻ Small/Toned

Appearance
༻ Pale
༻ Ashen-Blonde Hair
༻ Green Eyes
༻ Scar Below Eye, Light Freckles

Personality
༻ She's quiet, above all else, taking place as neither leader nor follower, but strategist. She holds logic above all forms of emotion. Through her eyes, the world is viewed in analysis to find the most beneficial option. Although this is just a skill gained over time of pressing situations, it has become more of a habit than a tool.
She actively avoids human interaction; the source of most of her problems. Her pride is unbroken and as a result she will hold a grudge for ages or destroy a relationship just for the sake of sparing her dignity from offering an apology. Her aggressive and unashamed behaviour is hardly a mask—she truly is a cruel person. Needless to say, Deidra works best alone. Her cynical point of view poisons any chance she has at forming a genuine relationship.
Still, her sense of humour is witty. She's rather serious, but is playful enough that her hostile company isn't entirely unbearable. She's spontaneous, keeping the surprises coming even when there appear to be none left.

Qualities
༻ Fast Reflexes
༻ Great Stamina
༻ Agile/Flexible
༻ Very Quick-Moving
༻ Surprisingly Strong

Flaws
༻ Unwilling to Seem Weak By Asking For Help
༻ Easily Winded
༻ Cannot Swim
༻ Low Pain Tolerance


Equipment
༻ Among her weapons include two small twin steel daggers and a sword.
༻ She also has two holsters for her knives, a messenger bag, a cloth, and a sword holster, along with two leather gloves and thick boots. Deidra takes maximum care of her supplies, keeping them sharp and somewhat clean.



Brief Backstory
༻ Dei was born in the forest. She was nearly unaware of the dangers outside for the first decade of her life. Her parents lived together, tucked away from humanity and it's sorrows. But it didn't last forever. During a storm, she heard pounding on the front door. It was the first person she'd encountered aside from her parents. Then there were dozens. They poured into her little home, tearing through everything her family had carefully crafted. She hid in a hard-to-spot supply room until she was found by the raiders. She never saw her parents again, and her questions about them were ignored.
A woman, Rena—the partner of the chief, thought she was adorable. She took in the blonde-haired child as one does a stray dog, pampering her and treating her like a luxury pet—not a human being with feelings. If Dei asked about her parents, she was severely punished. That was the one rule. She couldn't ask or talk about her family. Still, she did, eventually rewarded when the chieftan helped Rena hold Dei down and carve a mark into her face. This happened just once more while she stayed with them.
Eighty-three weeks later, Deidra worked up the courage and bloodthirst to kill Rena and take off with some of the woman's items, gone before her clan had the chance to answer the screams.

❝I'm sorry I slapped you, but I was afraid you would never stop talking and I panicked.❞​

 

[revalia]

Name
༻ Deidra Khan
༻ Nickname is "Dei," pronounced "Day"

Age
༻ 23

Gender
༻ Female

Race
༻ Caucasian

Height
༻ 5' 1½"

Weight
༻ 126 lbs.

Build
༻ Small/Toned

Appearance
༻ Pale
༻ Ashen-Blonde Hair
༻ Green Eyes
༻ Scar Below Eye, Light Freckles

Personality
༻ She's quiet, above all else, taking place as neither leader nor follower, but strategist. She holds logic above all forms of emotion. Through her eyes, the world is viewed in analysis to find the most beneficial option. Although this is just a skill gained over time of pressing situations, it has become more of a habit than a tool.
She actively avoids human interaction; the source of most of her problems. Her pride is unbroken and as a result she will hold a grudge for ages or destroy a relationship just for the sake of sparing her dignity from offering an apology. Her aggressive and unashamed behaviour is hardly a mask—she truly is a cruel person. Needless to say, Deidra works best alone. Her cynical point of view poisons any chance she has at forming a genuine relationship.
Still, her sense of humour is witty. She's rather serious, but is playful enough that her hostile company isn't entirely unbearable. She's spontaneous, keeping the surprises coming even when there appear to be none left.

Qualities
༻ Fast Reflexes
༻ Great Stamina
༻ Agile/Flexible
༻ Very Quick-Moving
༻ Surprisingly Strong

Flaws
༻ Unwilling to Seem Weak By Asking For Help
༻ Easily Winded
༻ Cannot Swim
༻ Low Pain Tolerance

Equipment
༻ Among her weapons include two small twin steel daggers and a sword.
༻ She also has two holsters for her knives, a messenger bag, a cloth, and a sword holster, along with two leather gloves and thick boots. Deidra takes maximum care of her supplies, keeping them sharp and somewhat clean.



Brief Backstory
༻ Dei was born in the forest. She was nearly unaware of the dangers outside for the first decade of her life. Her parents lived together, tucked away from humanity and it's sorrows. But it didn't last forever. During a storm, she heard pounding on the front door. It was the first person she'd encountered aside from her parents. Then there were dozens. They poured into her little home, tearing through everything her family had carefully crafted. She hid in a hard-to-spot supply room until she was found by the raiders. She never saw her parents again, and her questions about them were ignored.
A woman, Rena—the partner of the chief, thought she was adorable. She took in the blonde-haired child as one does a stray dog, pampering her and treating her like a luxury pet—not a human being with feelings. If Dei asked about her parents, she was severely punished. That was the one rule. She couldn't ask or talk about her family. Still, she did, eventually rewarded when the chieftan helped Rena hold Dei down and carve a mark into her face. This happened just once more while she stayed with them.
Eighty-three weeks later, Deidra worked up the courage and bloodthirst to kill Rena and take off with some of the woman's items, gone before her clan had the chance to answer the screams.

❝I'm sorry I slapped you, but I was afraid you would never stop talking and I panicked.❞​

Lmao your face claim is my profile pic