O A K R I D G E C I T Y W A L L

Le trajet sur l'APC plutôt surpeuplé était loin d'être joyeux pour le Guardian, non pas qu'il n'y avait pas d'espace sur le véhicule - mais les inévitables bosses de route ont conduit à un mépris aggravant pour son espace personnel - qu'il a hautement apprécié. Bien sûr, la compagnie a été rendue légèrement plus inconfortable par l'absence d'une voix intérieure d'Ajax, le soldat était clairement excité de descendre du bus et de les effrayer mentalement le plus tôt possible.
Mais au moins Abysso était là, la tache d'huile sur sa chemise et son coude lui a évidemment donné la raison pour laquelle il était en retard. Lorsqu'il regarda la voie de Montero, le navigateur vit l'insalubrité de Montero sur un mur vide entre les deux têtes de l'Intelligence - se changer momentanément en un seul sourcil surélevé, un regard latéral et le scintillement sordide vers le haut de son sourire barbu sur le frottis qui s'est souillé. Les deux avaient une relation amicale, largement basée sur l'opinion partagée que la chaleur et le bruit du jour étaient les plus banals à la productivité. La sérénité, l'air froid et l'arôme irrésistible du soufflé de cacao frais de la fin des nuits au Cloud Cafe de l'atrium étaient bien mieux adaptés à toute sorte de travail à faire.
- C'est quoi, ça?
- C'est quoi, ça?
- C'est quoi, ça?
Lorsque l'APC s'est arrêté, Montero a immédiatement ouvert les portes et a sauté hors du navire, allant directement dans le compartiment de l'arme pour récupérer son équipement. Il a trié à travers la pile, tournant sa main le long de certains des autres équipements pour un moment. Une fois que Celise a fini de débriefer l'équipe, il s'est jeté dans les mains, d'abord manier son arme. Commenter.
"Bonne épée." 
Avant de tourner sur son talon, florissant son manteau et leur donnant un pouce en arrière de reconnaissance, se dirigeant rapidement ailleurs. Il allait ruer le jour où il devait participer à la procédure inélégante de l'étirement de groupe.
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.
P R O P E R T YHere you list valuable possessions such as items, catalysts, and currency whenever you receive them. These items are only given by the Game Master. You will have to continuously revisit this section to edit it.
Phoenix Down - Revives and heals the unconcious. Quantity: 1 (1000 Gil)