O A K R I D G E : D E P L O Y M E N T G A R A G E 
Dans la cabine plus ou moins vide de l'APC, l'air calme était frais et confortable même sans le climatiseur. Il s'était résigné à alterner entre regarder la raquette et le clan du conducteur tester les commandes, et jouer à un jeu de carte numérique en ligne avec certains des étudiants qui n'étaient pas déployés aujourd'hui. Bien qu'il en connaissait très peu personnellement dans la vie réelle, il avait une liste d'amis grouillants dans le jeu. Les messages ont rebondi de l'appareil à l'appareil, émettant des duels amicaux l'un à l'autre, comme une camraderie de chevaliers sur une quête de quelque sorte. Sans risque d'effusion de sang ou de mort, bien sûr. Parfois, c'était comme si c'était suffisant.
Mais en repensant à la vraie vie, on lui a rappelé la crise qui a frappé tout quand Montero a espionné la lueur des doigts métalliques sur la main gauche du conducteur. Il lui est arrivé quelque chose, à tel point qu'il avait besoin d'un bras prothétique. Montero lui a donné un petit clin d'œil de reconnaissance alors que le conducteur regardait brièvement son chemin, alors qu'il réfléchissait s'il lui-même en tant que Gardien devrait vraiment s'enliser dans l'évasion?
C'est pas vrai.
Du moins, pas maintenant.
Il secoua la tête alors qu'il ferma la demande, s'attachant aux détails de la mission qu'il relisait maintenant pour la neuvième fois. 'L'aire de répartition montagneuse de Ledale a géographiquement maintenu la portée de l'infection à la baie, mais récemment ti-...'
"...combattre avec! .....Saints globes oculaires.....ces choses tirent des lasers!?"
Le chercheur a regardé vers le haut, il semblait que les autres membres de l'équipe étaient arrivés à l'extérieur. Celui-ci, tenant deux mallettes, plus fort que les autres. Encore plus fort que le commentaire digne de ce nom entre le duo d'étirement. La déclaration a placé son attention sur le gars avec la cornée apparemment éclatante. Montero s'est demandé une fois exactement la même chose depuis qu'il l'a vu il y a longtemps, évident par le front unique maintenant élevé.
Ça ne va pas bien se passer...
Montero Timberson
✚ 23 ✚ Male ✚ 5'11" ✚ Research
P R E S E N C E
Montero Timberson is a dark haired young man with an air of mystery that draws the attention of those who are primarily lead by their curiousity. Perhaps it's his pokerfaced nature, that keeps a focused gaze just to hide what he really thinks. That long overcoat that hides away most of his body. Or that greatsword that used to be on his back, unbecoming and unseemly to the posse of a Researcher.
Rugged and broad, though not excessively tall, with somewhat handsome features. Montero speaks with deep, punctuated voice. That is, if he has to around strangers. He holds himself with some noblesse, prefering not to engage in rowdy circumstances and is quick to point out the boundaries of his personal space (and how intruders should remove themselves from it) while still trying to keep the cool and collected facade.
However his colder demeanour seems to change quite quickly when Montero gets to be around Humans and Spirits he knows, to something ...brighter and more willing to crack a joke.
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I D E O L O G Y
"All it takes for evil to triumph, is for good men to do nothing."
Montero Timberson came from neither a local or military background, his main reason for taking part in Oakridge's curriculum is one of morals -and because he can.
As a Guardian, he is peculiar in that he actively avoids possession. Best as he can, that is. Strongly believing that a Soul must be kept as pure as possible, Montero sets restrictions to the spirits that he gives providence to, 'house rules' in simpler terms and is sometimes heard chiding them for not listening. But he cares for them greatly, especially the little ones, often talking to them and encouraging them to partake in his work - so they learn new experiences and the Human language. Suprisingly, they understand him. Unsuprisingly, this is considered rather irrational behaviour to some, even in Oakridge.
Montero also feels that there is something wrong with the concept of Whaling and he does get vocal about it academically when given the chance, it's not just that hunting gentle giants is morally antagonistic and all. It is. But that is not what bothers him, there is a 'darkness' to the act that he cannot point out. Like a gut feeling of dread that he cannot shake away. Seeing raw Whale oil is like seeing blood, jars and jars of blood.
He is seeing a professor to discuss the possibility of alternative fuels as well as to create devices that grant Spirits autonomy, though neither projects are seeing much support right now. Interesting as concepts they might be, who would support an idea that could harm the local economy?

S T R I F E
Though Montero wielded a Greatsword during his years as a warfare student, in his time in Research, he has found that he had a tendency to improvise in any sort of combat. Sometimes even tossing his sword as a projectile. Much to the chargrin of the instructors of Weaponary.
There is no one best solution for everything. Isn't that what Science encourages us to explore?
Montero switches his weapons and gear as situations change, not that Researchers are combatants anyway. Long as the school permits his use of their resources, he will prepare accordingly for each mission. He has yet to specialize in any weapon.
But if there's any continuity in the way he handles a duel, it is Montero's gratituos application of Spirit arts and Science -which he does not see as a weapon.
In The Spirits Within, he uses a deck centered around cunning, self-triggering traps and ultimately summoning Alexander, the Machine Tyrant, to end his opponent's life points.

K I N S H I PPerpetual Work In Progress.
Montero has taken a few classes with Ajax during his years in warfare.
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"The word 'Voyeur' seems to subtly accompany this individual, flashbacks of varied classmates looking 'grossed out'."
He works in the Research division, so might have seen other Researchers once or twice. Jomen tends to stand out.
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Shadowy silhouettes,
Amidst a concrete jungle,
Shuffling constantly.
Late nights at cafeterias tend to bring out unusual personalities, Abysso is one such individual that he knows.
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Their opinions resonate on many matters and Montero does not mind sharing what he knows occasionally with him, to help him out. Latest elemancy techniques, test answers, how to bribe the supply shop's latest newbie. Not too much of course, it's always better to keep some hidden up the sleeves.
All's good as long as Abysso doesn't steal the last midnight gâteaus. 
Intelligence Department.
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Those who can't do. Judge.

C O N T A C T SPerpetual Work In Progress.

C H R O N I C L EPerpetual Work In Progress.
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Phoenix Down - Revives and heals the unconcious. Quantity: 1 (1000 Gil)