Eric Fenris "Wolf"
J'ai fini de balayer ma chambre et de remettre le balai là où je l'ai trouvé. Lea était allongée sur le lit, s'est enroulée sur elle-même et m'a regardée comme je l'ai nettoyée. Souris d'elle, je lui tape la tête, elle balance paresseusement la queue contre le lit en réponse, puis ouvre mon sac. Je regarde très vite pour m'assurer qu'il n'y avait personne qui se cache. Difficile que cela puisse être dans un vaisseau aussi exigu. Avant de sortir rapidement ma bouteille de whisky et de prendre un petit verre. -- Ah! c'est bien, je m'écris ouvertement. Frapper un peu mes lèvres pour savourer le goût pendant qu'il m'a brûlé la gorge. « Ne peut pas nettoyer correctement sans une touche d'alcool pour lubrer les charnières », je dis à Lea avec un mandrin, tout en tenant la bouteille dans mon bras bionique.
Lea m'a aboyé, sa queue s'est enflammée cette fois. "Quoi? Tu en veux aussi, petite fille?" Elle aboie à nouveau, debout sur le lit et s'accroupissant bas, son arrière en l'air. "Oh, non, non, non, tu ne peux pas avoir tout ça. Rappelez-vous ce qui s'est passé la dernière fois?" Sa queue ralentit, mais elle était toujours prête à sauter sur moi. "Tu as vomi sur mes bonnes bottes et tu t'es évanoui dans la porte!" J'ai dit avec un rire qui a poussé Lea à sauter sur moi et commencer à me lécher le visage et me frapper sur le lit. Je m'assure de remettre la bouteille de whisky dans mon sac avant de rouler avec le grand chien poilu. "Oh, non, tu ne le fais pas! Tu te moques de toi!" Je dis en riant en même temps qu'on s'est roulés sur le lit. Elle m'a léché à chaque occasion qu'elle pouvait avoir, pendant que je la battais et la poussais autour. Au bout d'une bonne vingtaine de minutes, j'étais fatiguée et j'ai flotté sur le lit. Lea a profité de l'occasion pour sauter sur ma poitrine et me lécher à mort. "Très bien, très bien. Tu gagnes, bah, tu gagnes, fille! » Je m'écris entre ses tours furieux de sa langue. Après un peu de petting et de pousser, elle a fini par se calmer et s'allonger sur le lit à nouveau, panting. Nous prenons tous les deux un moment pour reprendre notre souffle. "Bon, retour au ménage", je dis, assis, puis prendre un autre verre rapide avant de revenir au nettoyage de la pièce.
Pas même quelques minutes plus tard, Lea saute du lit et monte jusqu'à un homme qui était entré. Je regarde comme l'homme animaux Lea, en se penchant sur le mop que j'utilisais et en prenant une traînée de mon cigare. J'ai repéré le grade du capitaine sur l'uniforme de l'homme. Je pense à moi-même. Probablement ici pour essayer de me maintenir dans la file d'attente. Puis l'homme a dit que Lea était mignonne, ce qui m'a forcé un sourire lop-face au visage. Je n'ai pu m'empêcher de sourire quand quelqu'un a loué Lea. "Son nom est Lea, et le mien est Eric, Sergent, si vous vous souciez de ce truc," je réponds, prenant la main de l'homme dans le mien. Attention à ne pas utiliser mon bionique, car la plupart des gens ont tendance à ne pas vouloir le toucher. Ce capitaine était différent, mais il n'est pas venu et n'a pas insisté pour que je le salue ou même qu'il se présente par grade. Ça et son souffle sentaient le whisky. Mon prolly l'a fait aussi.
Name: Giovanna Zetta (aka "G")
Age: 62
Gender: Female
Rebirth: Yes (See History)
Rank/Assignment: Petty Officer
Call Sign: Psycho
Personality: Once upon a time a few of the phrases used to describe G were "emotionally disassociated" and "anti-social" among many clinical terms branded in her file. But any files with that information are long gone by now, as are any doctors who would had made such diagnoses.
Social normalities and moral obligations escape her understanding, generally she is motivated only by self interest. At times she can be impulsive and manipulative, however she always plays the long game. She never throws out her long term desires just to serve an impulse. Usually she keeps a calm head, though she is prone to outbursts at times. Because of her self-centeredness her outbursts are usually related to seemingly unimportant things which only affect her. Her respect for those around her is directly related to her perception of their intelligence or her personal interpretation of whether or not they are worthy of her respect. Because she is unable to emotionally connect with others, she is unable to empathize, however she does have a somewhat oddly strong sense of loyalty to those whom she respects. And her commitment to the mission binds her to aiding and protecting her comrades. G has learned to portray certain emotional characteristics when she finds it to be necessary, and usually falls into a routine of subtly mimicking or mirroring those around her so that she fits into place better. Her interactions with others are usually shallow in nature, and are driven mostly by whatever she deems a necessity. When, if ever, she is engaged into a serious conversation she generally takes a quite cynical view of life. She quite despises small talk. One of her favorite means of entertainment is watching other people squirm by making them uncomfortable in any way possible.
History: Most of G's past remains entirely lost to the tides of time. She knows nothing of where she came from or how she was raised prior to her 16th birthday. Everything before then is a black-hole in her memory. At 16 G was enrolled in a very small and classified experimental project in the earlier years of the development of Rebirth. The project called "Salvation" was, in short, a means to give totally delinquent members of society a chance at serving their government. The candidates were only accepted at young ages, and only those with complete loss of social ability were applied. Kids, who would have otherwise spent their lives rotting away in insane asylums, were re-engineered as soldiers. The application was carried out by first "removing" all of the subject's prior memories and conditioning them for service by enrollment into military training. The final step was to join Rebirth. The hope was that through the process of regeneration, the physical damage within their brains would be repaired and thus their personality disorders would be dissolved and they would be able to function in a normal state of being.
When G was introduced she was incredibly receptive to the process and experienced impressive results, even after only partly through the process (after just the memory wipe and the military training), she was believed to have made significant improvements. Subsequently she became the only candidate to make it so far as to actually enter into the Rebirth Project. As her training continued after joining Rebirth, she was thought to be the project's one and only successful candidate. However, as more time passed, G began to manifest old behavioral traits and even experienced vague flashbacks at times. Eventually she was deemed a failure, and the entire project was shut down.
It was always uncertain as to whether or not the process had worked on her at first, and then failed; or if she had simply been mimicking normal behavior so as to manipulate her superiors. Though due to the fact that she was the only candidate to make it so far into the project, it was generally accepted that the process had never truly worked at all. However, despite the total failure of the Salvation Project, G was salvaged because of her potential; her obvious improvements through the training, and her levels of intelligence and skill. When the program shut down, all of the information surrounding it was buried. Every file relating to G or her past was burned. All she had to hold onto was her name...and that wasn't real anyway.
She was considered by most of her superiors to be a handful, or more work than she was worth, but she was taken under wing and trained carefully by...a man whose name even now she would claim to have long since forgotten. She was assigned a "handler" to travel with her to keep her damages to a minimum. Yet however destructive she has always seemed, her receptiveness to training and her effectiveness in accomplishing her assigned tasks is undeniable.
Her commitment to the RAS is ensured by her complete and total disdain for the social and governmental constructs of the UKD. That going along with her general acceptance of her otherwise complete and total lack of purpose and reason for existence, and her personal belief in the futility of life. Basically serving the RAS serves her best interest and entertains her.
Skills: G is considered by most to be somewhat of a mercenary type, because of her lack of a personal connection to her combat. She is quick on her feet and prefers improvisation over plan of attack. Usually she prefers hand-to-hand style combat, strategically taking advantage of her environment and utilizing situational objects as weapons. She is also skilled with pistols and daggers, and ironically, despite her lack of active concern for the wellbeing of anyone, she is fairly skilled as a field medic.
Weaknesses: Heavy weapons and advanced machinery or technology are big weaknesses for her. Her impatience for things she doesn't already know, limits her ability to "figure it out". She is much better off being pointed towards a fight. She can be restlessness if she goes too long without set tasks or objectives to work towards, and will begin to turn her boredom towards those around her. Basically, the busier she is the better she behaves. G is a pile of weaknesses which are very much intertwined in her strengths. A situation which does not have a clear objective relating to her assignment can cause her to make hastey decisions. Because of her inability to see the grey area, instances which require an ethical decision or strong moral conviction, are usually not handled well. Although because of her strongly analytical view of things, she is unbiased in her opinions and is able to take each person as they really are, rather than as they are expected to be. Of course, that means at times she may see a bit more in others than they wish to be seen.
Relationship: Other than various shallow sexual encounters, G has never been romantically involved with anyone. Although because it is a bit of a hobby of her's to toy with other's emotions, at times she will feign romantic interest in others for her own entertainment.
Appearance: Sharp and strong feminine features, with "soulless" eyes which eagerly watch everything around her. G is tall and medium feminine build, though she generally carries herself (or sometimes presents herself) in a more masculine way. Her hair is dark, but she usually keeps it shaved completely.