Un gémissement ennuyé a échappé à la marine aux cheveux gris et aux visages chamois alors qu'il a atteint un sommet autour d'un autre coin à la recherche de sa cible. Pourquoi l'ont-ils envoyé? Il y avait sûrement des racailles moins compétents à bord de ce vaisseau de guerre qui pouvaient faire ces tâches inutiles, alors pourquoi s'était-il retrouvé coincé dans le travail de traquer un enfant à peine la moitié de son âge? Le gamin n'avait même pas passé un dixième du temps dans les rangs de Marine qu'il avait et pourtant, cette petite sournoise avait réussi à ramper jusqu'au bout pour devenir lieutenant Junior Grade. Je pensais juste que c'était suffisant pour que la marine se serre le poing. "Dedric Olari, le lieutenant junior. Pfft, quelle blague."
"Jealousy ne convient vraiment pas à votre recrue." Dedric avait déjà entendu les mêmes commentaires, des gens se demandant comment il avait réussi à saisir son titre, et il leur a toujours donné la même réponse. « Je fais simplement ce qu'on m'a dit, pas ma faute si ça m'arrive, » Un sourire grinçant étiré de l'oreille à l'oreille tandis que Dedric marchait jusqu'au marine évidemment grincheux. "Qu'est-ce que tu voulais de moi?"
"Nous avons l'air d'être unde-" C'était aussi loin que la recrue Johannes a obtenu avant que quelque chose secoue le bateau, le frappant de ses pieds tandis que Dedric se tenait ferme comme un poteau.
"Attaque?" Dedric a demandé moqueriement, ayant un étirement rapide. "Ne t'inquiète pas, j'ai senti le premier tremblement." Il a ajouté avant de passer sur l'homme étendu et de repartir vers le pont principal.
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Il n'a pas fallu longtemps avant que Dedric ne se retrouve au milieu d'un chaos en développement, des marines qui courent partout, transportant de la poudre à canon et des boulettes, et il n'a pas fallu un génie pour comprendre pourquoi. Dedric jeta un coup d'œil rapide sur la mer et remarqua presque immédiatement le bateau pirate. "C'est les gars du scrapyard? N'est-ce pas?" Il a demandé à personne en particulier car il attendait une de ces voix si familières pour commencer à aboyer les ordres.
Dedric

| B I R T H N A M E: |
Dedric Olari
| N I C K N A M E ( S ): |
Kiddo
| E P I T H E T H: |
The last Olari
| R A C E: |
Human
| A G E: |
23
| F U N C T I O N: |
Lieutenant Junior Grade, Scout for the G5 2nd Patrol Unit
| A P P E A R A N C E: |
Dedric is by no means a big man. He is rather petite for a man his age, standing just short of 5'7 with a rather slim build, and thanks to his lack of height and build he often gets mistaken for an 18, maybe even a 16-year-old. Dedric has a set of dark blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair with a few darker whips here and there. He can often be seen wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, a black vest, and some black pants, if he isn't forced to wear his uniform.

| P E R S O N A L I T Y: |
Dedric is fiercely loyal. He follows orders without question, but sometimes, he goes a bit beyond what the mission requires, as in, don't be surprised if he burns down a village to take down just one man. He is more than willing to get a bit dirty, bruised, and bloodied to carry out a mission or to achieve his goals.
There is a lot of deep-seeded rage and hatred hidden inside Dedric, hatred for the Pirates for the pirates that ruined his home and the father that let it happen, but he has learned the channel it, even if it sometimes bubbles over and a few pirates suffer a bit more than otherwise needed.
| A B I L I T I E S: |

Close quarters combat:
Dedric excels if he can get up close and personal, darting around his opponent and delivering blows or cuts wherever he finds an opening.
Rokushiki: Shave, Moonwalk, Tempest kick.
Dedric was taught these technics through his years in they Marine as the sought to make him a better and more efficient scout.

| S K I L L S: |
 Dedric is quite skilled when it comes to plants, and the human anatomy, after all, he was supposed to be a doctor when he came of age.
| B I O G R A P H Y: |
For years Dedric lived on a secluded island in the South Blue, surrounded by nothing other than his family, the sprawling gardens they cared for, and the patients they tended to. They all helped on another, doing whatever was needed to ensure that the island and the family would continue to thrive. However, Dedric's father threw that all out the window in favor for personal gain, resulting in a pirate raid that erased most of the island, the gardens, and the Olari family, leaving Dedric crushed. His family and the island had been his whole life, they were everything to him, so as he watched the island burn, a hatred bloomed deep inside him.
Only two members of the Olari family survived the raid, and as the Marines came to rescue them, Dedric threw his father right into their clutches, telling them that although the Pirates had burnt down the island, his father was to blame for it all. At first, the Marines ignored these wild accusations, thinking of them as the cries of child lashing out at anyone nearby, but it wasn't long before they saw the truth, throwing Dedric's father in jail under accusations of conspiring with pirates. This left Dedric without any family, or anyone that could take care of him, so the Marines gave him two options. He could stay at a nearby base until they could find a more suitable place for him, or, he could join them. Dedric quickly decided to go for the latter option. The years passed by quickly as Dedric steadily became more comfortable in his new life, slowly starting to see his comrades as his new family, and climbing through the ranks.
Dedric garnered himself quite the reputation as a scout, his nimbleness, small frame, and dexterity allowing him to hide and keep a lookout from places few others could reach, and it were these qualities the Marines sought to nourish. They thought him a diverse set of skills, training him to go further, faster, to kill just using his hands, all while still lurking in the shadows. He progressively got sent out on harder and harder missions, never returning until he had fulfilled his task, even if it meant stepping over some moral boundaries.
It was this that earned him a non-negotiable assignment to join G5, his idea that in pursuit of justices there would always be a few casualties and some collateral damage.
| M I S C. N O T E S: |

Knives: Unlike most other Marines that prefer swords or guns, Dedric uses a series of knives to do most his fighting. He has a few smaller ones that are designed to be thrown in an effort to create openings in his opponent's defenses, and then he has two larger ones.

(throwing)

(combat knives )

While Dedric has been told that his father is still alive, rotting in a prison somewhere, he was actually hung two days after his confession.