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The Icy Femme Fatale
Name: Sara Irene
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Occupation: Mercenary/Assassin
Orientation: Unknown
Appearance: Standing at a solid 5'8 and combined with a very athletic and flexible frame, Sara is more suited towards being a gymnast then in her self proclaimed role as a Mercenary. Her crimson-white hair is always kept just above her shoulders, the colors accenting her green eyes. Her face and body bares several scars from assignments both new and old.
One scar runs just under her right eye, the second scar that she has runs just above her left eye, cutting her eyebrow and disappearing into her hairline. She does not like to be questioned about the scar above her eye and often hides it under a slouch hat. She also bears a scar on her right breast, from a time that she was nearly raped when things on base got out of hand.
Saraa usually wears a pair of black combat fatigues, tucked into black combat boots, with a tight-fitting black tee-shirt. Over this, she often has a bulletproof vest. This is hidden beneath a black leather duster, that also hide her weapons.
Armaments: Pistols: Beretta FS92 and M9A1, Rifle: PSG-1, Shotgun: 1301 Tactical
Personality: Sara is the embodiment of the perfect killer, cold and calculating... She shows no remorse to her enemies and even less to those that try to hold back on her payments. She will wait for days for the perfect chance to kill her target. To everyone who observes her, it is more like watching a machine go through it's paces, then a person working to complete a task.
History: Sara was born into a fairly large family. She grew up watching her mother and father work themselves to death to support their three children. She had made up her mind that she would not live like her mother and father, slaving away to make a living. But at the age of 18 a hard lesson hit home, no matter your social class.. Death always collects it's due. It was the night before her birthday and her sisters and mother had gone out to some food for the party, when a drunk driver ran a red light and slammed into their car. The wreck was so bad, that her youngest sister and mother were announced DOA by the EMT, her older sister had survived just long enough to be loaded into the Ambulance before dying on the way to the Hospital. When the news was broken to her and her father, she was thrown into such a deep depression that not even her father was able to pull her out of the darkness that she surrounded herself with.
Name: Sara Irene
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Occupation: Mercenary/Assassin
Orientation: Unknown
Appearance: Standing at a solid 5'8 and combined with a very athletic and flexible frame, Sara is more suited towards being a gymnast then in her self proclaimed role as a Mercenary. Her crimson-white hair is always kept just above her shoulders, the colors accenting her green eyes. Her face and body bares several scars from assignments both new and old.
One scar runs just under her right eye, the second scar that she has runs just above her left eye, cutting her eyebrow and disappearing into her hairline. She does not like to be questioned about the scar above her eye and often hides it under a slouch hat. She also bears a scar on her right breast, from a time that she was nearly raped when things on base got out of hand.
Saraa usually wears a pair of black combat fatigues, tucked into black combat boots, with a tight-fitting black tee-shirt. Over this, she often has a bulletproof vest. This is hidden beneath a black leather duster, that also hide her weapons.
Armaments: Pistols: Beretta FS92 and M9A1, Rifle: PSG-1, Shotgun: 1301 Tactical
Personality: Sara is the embodiment of the perfect killer, cold and calculating... She shows no remorse to her enemies and even less to those that try to hold back on her payments. She will wait for days for the perfect chance to kill her target. To everyone who observes her, it is more like watching a machine go through it's paces, then a person working to complete a task.
History: Sara was born into a fairly large family. She grew up watching her mother and father work themselves to death to support their three children. She had made up her mind that she would not live like her mother and father, slaving away to make a living. But at the age of 18 a hard lesson hit home, no matter your social class.. Death always collects it's due. It was the night before her birthday and her sisters and mother had gone out to some food for the party, when a drunk driver ran a red light and slammed into their car. The wreck was so bad, that her youngest sister and mother were announced DOA by the EMT, her older sister had survived just long enough to be loaded into the Ambulance before dying on the way to the Hospital. When the news was broken to her and her father, she was thrown into such a deep depression that not even her father was able to pull her out of the darkness that she surrounded herself with.
Her father who use to be such a strong man was reduced to a shell of his former self. He started drinking and would not even look his remaining daughter in the eye, as he blamed her the event. All respect she had for the man who had been her father was thrown out of the window. This continued until Sara turned 21, by then she had been expelled from college for fighting with other students. Opening the door to her home, the first scent that caught her nose was alcohol, as she moved further inside the house, she could hear her father sobbing followed by a click. Rushing to her father's room, she opened the door just in time to watch her father place the muzzle of a pistol against his head and pulled the trigger...Leaving her alone in life.
After her father's suicide, Sara used the money that was left to her to nearly destroy herself with drugs and alcohol. She was taken in by a couple who were nice to her and tried to set her on the right path, but the damage had already been done, they did however get Sara to stop with her drug and alcohol abuse. Seeing that their influence was having no effect on her path, they recommended the military to see if she wouldn't learn discipline there. But she refused this course of action until she thrown in jail for being part of a bar fight, where she refused to back down, even when the odds weren't in her favor, her will was too strong to be broken and yet, her desire to live seemed nonexistent. Once she released from police custody, From that point on she was required to speak with counselors and a therapist. After three longs years of this, Sara eventually returned to her former self, or as close as she could get. Once she was cleared by the counselors and therapist, she joined the military hoping to turn her life around.
At the age of 24,, Sara joined the Marines. In boot camp, Sara show a natural proficiency with small arms and hand-to-hand combat. After her training, she continued on to train as a combat engineer. She enjoyed learning everything that she could and when she was sent on her first deployment, she was excited to get away from all the grief that she had experienced at home and in the States.
As far as deployments went, Sara's wasn't very exciting. But that didn't really bother her. She did as she was told until one night...after a celebration that their deployment was coming to an end and they would be going home. A group of men got into a fight and instead of ignoring it, Sara joined in and embarrassed several of the men, to the point that they wanted to put her in her place. The men followed her and when she turned a corner, they rushed her. Intending to rape the woman, her memories from Six years ago rushed back to her and she fought as best she could. Not wanting to be embarrassed again, one of the men drew his side arm and shot Sara five time, three to the chest and twice in the head. Before the men could even register what had happened or what they had done, they found themselves under arrest.
For the first time in her life Sara was scared, that everything she had done in life was pointless after she found herself floating in the void. But when she was greeted by Death, who wished to strike a deal with the young woman. In exchange for her memories and emotions, he would grant her a new life and immortality. She took the deal without a second thought and became a hound for Death himself. When the corpsman came back for her body, they found no trace of her body except for the blood that had been left. Nobody in the base had seen anyone moving her body.
Seven years after her death and rebirth, Sara makes her living as an Assassin and does freelance mercenary work. She had learned from Death that she would regain her emotions only when one could draw them from the woman herself. During her Seven years as an immortal, Sara has stained her hands with the blood of thousands. Due to this fact, she has earned the nickname Lady Death...A name that even Death agrees fits the cold, unfeeling woman.
After her father's suicide, Sara used the money that was left to her to nearly destroy herself with drugs and alcohol. She was taken in by a couple who were nice to her and tried to set her on the right path, but the damage had already been done, they did however get Sara to stop with her drug and alcohol abuse. Seeing that their influence was having no effect on her path, they recommended the military to see if she wouldn't learn discipline there. But she refused this course of action until she thrown in jail for being part of a bar fight, where she refused to back down, even when the odds weren't in her favor, her will was too strong to be broken and yet, her desire to live seemed nonexistent. Once she released from police custody, From that point on she was required to speak with counselors and a therapist. After three longs years of this, Sara eventually returned to her former self, or as close as she could get. Once she was cleared by the counselors and therapist, she joined the military hoping to turn her life around.
At the age of 24,, Sara joined the Marines. In boot camp, Sara show a natural proficiency with small arms and hand-to-hand combat. After her training, she continued on to train as a combat engineer. She enjoyed learning everything that she could and when she was sent on her first deployment, she was excited to get away from all the grief that she had experienced at home and in the States.
As far as deployments went, Sara's wasn't very exciting. But that didn't really bother her. She did as she was told until one night...after a celebration that their deployment was coming to an end and they would be going home. A group of men got into a fight and instead of ignoring it, Sara joined in and embarrassed several of the men, to the point that they wanted to put her in her place. The men followed her and when she turned a corner, they rushed her. Intending to rape the woman, her memories from Six years ago rushed back to her and she fought as best she could. Not wanting to be embarrassed again, one of the men drew his side arm and shot Sara five time, three to the chest and twice in the head. Before the men could even register what had happened or what they had done, they found themselves under arrest.
For the first time in her life Sara was scared, that everything she had done in life was pointless after she found herself floating in the void. But when she was greeted by Death, who wished to strike a deal with the young woman. In exchange for her memories and emotions, he would grant her a new life and immortality. She took the deal without a second thought and became a hound for Death himself. When the corpsman came back for her body, they found no trace of her body except for the blood that had been left. Nobody in the base had seen anyone moving her body.
Seven years after her death and rebirth, Sara makes her living as an Assassin and does freelance mercenary work. She had learned from Death that she would regain her emotions only when one could draw them from the woman herself. During her Seven years as an immortal, Sara has stained her hands with the blood of thousands. Due to this fact, she has earned the nickname Lady Death...A name that even Death agrees fits the cold, unfeeling woman.