Lieutenant Meryl < = = > Haven MerylGeneral Information First name: Meryl Middle name: Bea Surname: Orloska Age: 35 Date of birth: 11/11/3293 Race: Human Gender: Female Current residence: Olympus Significant Other: None Social status: Middle Class Financial standing: Sits on a comfortable amount of money through side work and sport fixing. Traits of Voice Accent: A notable Polish lilt, which becomes more pronounced as Meryl becomes more emotive Language spoken: Common Other languages known: Ancient Polish Style of speaking: Brusque intonation, but not harsh. Volume of voice: Medium, but with some underlying authority. Physical Appearance Height: 5’6 Weight: ~160 lbs Eye color: Verdant green, with a slight digital sheen Skin color: White, slight tan Distinguishing features: Deep scar crossing her left jaw Build of body: Athletic, with bulky lifter muscle groups Hair color: Normally a dark brown, but perpetually stained with dust/ash. Looks lighter than it really is Hair style: Unruly short hair Tattoos: A dark branding on the right bicep, featuring an eagle with defined lines signifying years of service underneath. A yakuza style back tattoo, which she takes great lengths to hide. Typical clothing: Hard leather jacket and jeans, with ultralight armor lining her underclothing. Likes to wear a cap of some kind. Personality Likes: Old Earth history, weapons specs, hard work with visible payoff, spicy food, cold environments Dislikes: Not being able to understand something, hot environments. She also holds a grudge easily Education: All military training associated with an officer’s EOD position, as well as whatever's left of field artillery knowledge Fears: Loss of freedom, or anything that would lead up to it. Personal goals: Finding a place to call home, and atoning for past mistakes General attitude: Wary and alert. Religious values: Protestant. General intelligence: Quick to improve in a hands-on working environment, slower at office work. General sociability: Naturally suspicious towards others and may come off as cold at times, but is fiercely loyal towards those she genuinely trusts. Outwardly boastful. Health Allergies: Molds Sleeping habits: Can operate on very little sleep, but will sleep up to 10 hours if given the chance. Tries to keep a disciplined sleep schedule nonetheless. Eating habits: Three square meals a day, two when fasting. When no rations are present, she sticks with a protein and carb-heavy diet. Memory: Normal. Sucks at remembering names, tries not to remember some past experiences. Any unhealthy habits: Smokes. Drinks. Tries her best to stay healthy. History Meryl grew up in a tiny colony between Bacchus and Nagai, which was mostly made up of Earth refugees and their descendants. She grew up listening to her grandfather tell stories of his experience as an artillery expert working on Earth leading up to the calamity, which inspired Meryl to follow in his footsteps. Despite growing up in an agricultural community, life within the military appealed to her for its perceived endless possibilities. At seventeen, she earned a recommendation from a local veteran and scored high enough in her tests to enroll within one of the numerous United Systems of Humanity’s officer training programs. Meryl graduated from the officer training program as a second lieutenant when she turned 21, being placed within the USCM along with many of her closest friends and peers. Her first task was a typical post assignment on the edge of the Eastern border near Hakira, where bandits were sporadically recorded to travel near. Most of her two year contract at the base went by with nothing of note occurring - Meryl befriended many of her brethren at the outpost and performed her duties as senior targeting officer admirably. During her assigned posting, she was tasked to experiment with liquid propellant in surface-to-surface and surface-to-sky artillery. Acting as a crucial link between chemical development and field testing teams, liquid propellant poses a new and valuable alternative to current methods of kinetic ordinance delivery. Near the end of her post, though, a supposed mix-up in identification beacons identified a colonel’s transport barge as a raider freighter, and following Meryl’s orders, the barge was shot out of the sky with significant loss of life. The fratricide incident reached sector headlines quickly, and without consulting doctrine or her superiors first, Meryl abandoned her post four days before her scheduled performance assessment, accidentally taking some valuable artillery equipment on her shuttle as she left. Following the disaster which ended her career, Meryl disappeared into a life of hiding. At the insistence of her grandfather, she began making her way to the Fringe, with hopes that pursuit from any Peacekeeper organizations would be abandoned as she left their jurisdiction. She lost her entire life’s fortunes during her escape, eventually having to take on odd jobs to keep her ship fueled as she fled west. At one point she fell in with a subsidiary of Pluto Solutions, who she still remains connected to in the present day. Combat Peaceful or violent: Violent. Weapons: FB MSBS Grot M720 .357 Magnum Vibroblade Ka-Bar 1 EMP grenade 1 Fragmentation grenade All weapons are modified appropriately to compete in the 33rd century. Style of fighting: She’ll try to defeat her enemies before they can respond, by any means necessary. Has received basic combatives training from the USCM but relies on her Polish way of fighting in hand-to-hand. Others Occupation: Veterans 3rd class, AAF. Favorite types of food: Meaty, filling foods. She keeps a recipe book passed down her family line. Favorite types of drink: Drinks water in the day, and ginger ale mixed in with various boozes at night. Hobbies: Tries to keep herself occupied with stuff she deems “work”. When she isn't performing duties assigned to her by Atlas, she's completing work given to her by her other bosses. Guilty pleasures: Reading really raunchy, poorly written romance novels. Pet peeves: People bugging her constantly, or micromanaging her work. Pets: She owns a Kul-bred maned wolf and a Fennix. Talents: Geometry, math, chemistry, electrical engineering. Nothing doctorate worthy, but enough for EOD and artillery work. Favorite type of music: Anything and everything old earth. Current Augments As fitting for an artillery officer, she possesses a rangefinding software installed in her vision, zoom up to 16x magnification, and primitive recording software. While easily blocked by shielding, as an EOD officer she has the ability to detect electric currents, trace chemicals, and various tripwires. Requires a ton of focus to use. Her eyes work through a 'sleeve' on her frontal lobe which operates on her bioelectric current, protecting them from EMP attacks, but if she's knocked in the head enough they'll cease to operate. Requires medicine to curb physical and psychological effects. ALLIES Joren and the Kul - One of her very first friends in the Fringe. While she's quick to dismiss him and the Kul as godless hedonists, she's grateful for the opportunities and companionship they offer. Shawn Rhodes - Likely one-sided, but Meryl sees him as a fantastic leader and was disappointed to see him go. She's glad she worked with him while she had the chance. Leyna Steele - She's a dork, and she's technically paying Meryl for protection, but they've reached the point in their relationship where Meryl wants to put Leyna on a better path. A path of revenge, sure, but she sees it as positive development nonetheless. Ki'a - She's not sure what to think of the strange dragon/lizard person, but she's glad that she successfully pulled him into the lifting cult. There are many features about him that she finds useful, too. ENEMIES John Walker - This guy ambushed her on the street and shot her in the gut when he was losing the fight. What a dickhead! 'Al' and the Suits - They're the ones who paid Walker to ambush her in the first place. They also freely disrespect tradition in order to complete their projects. If it's not a personal grudge, then they're certainly in Meryl's way.
