PENDANT COURANTEMENT)]
Les lettres illuminées audacieuses se démarquaient facilement sur le fond noir de la data-pad d'Avzia, qui a été intégrée dans ses armures avant-bras laissés pour un accès facile en tout temps. En balayant sa main sur sa surface, son écran est devenu noir, entrant dans un mode de faible puissance jusqu'à ce qu'il soit de nouveau nécessaire. C'était la vingt première fois cette semaine-là qu'elle avait vérifié son data-pad pour voir si elle avait été autorisée à rejoindre l'équipe de Spectre Aegon Partinax. Jusqu'à présent, le message était resté le même et il semblait qu'une réponse n'allait pas arriver bientôt. La femme Turian avait ses propres raisons de vouloir se joindre au commandement de Partinax, aucune qu'elle dirait ouvertement en ce moment à quiconque lui demandait. En vérité, avoir la chance de travailler sous le commandement d'un Spectre, qui était néanmoins un Turian, se révélerait incroyablement éducatif aussi bien qu'illumination. Beaucoup de portes s'ouvriraient pour elle après l'avoir fait aussi, peut-être même lui permettant de devenir un Spectre si elle jouait bien ses cartes en sa présence.
Avec un soupir doux, Aviza s'appuya sur le banc en métal dans lequel elle s'assit et traversa les bras au-dessus de sa poitrine. Ses yeux se sont finalement fermés et son esprit a commencé à errer sur sa situation actuelle. Elle avait quitté la Citadelle quelques jours plus tôt pour rencontrer son amie humaine proche connue sous le nom de Solares on Earth, plus précisément dans la ville connue sous le nom de Londres. Ils avaient passé la journée ensemble, mais Solares a dû retourner une base aérienne voisine pour partir rapidement de la Terre et se diriger vers la lune pour une réunion d'urgence concernant la sécurité du secteur. Cela aurait donné à Aviza assez d'incitation pour quitter la planète et retourner chez elle sur la Citadelle, mais quelque chose lui a dit de rester et profiter d'un certain temps privé sur son ami chez lui monde. Elle n'avait jamais vraiment passé du temps à l'intérieur d'une ville humaine populaire, et encore moins dans leur monde d'origine. Qu'est-ce qu'il y a de mieux à faire maintenant? Elle était sûre que son amie rentrerait bientôt, j'espère.
Une brise douce, fraîche et rafraîchissante souffla à travers le parc où Aviza s'assit, surplombant le Londres et son imposante exposition de lumières. D'où elle était assise, on ne pouvait entendre le bruit de la ville, que le bruissement de la végétation luxuriante qui l'entourait alors que le vent soufflait à travers elle. Prenant un souffle lent et profond de l'air frais de nuit à travers son nez, Aviza attendait quelques instants avant d'expirer à travers sa bouche, appréciant le sentiment qu'il créait. Elle avait rarement le temps de se détendre comme ça, de profiter de la nature et de la tranquillité que la nuit apportait parfois avec elle. Soudain derrière elle, des feux d'artifice tirés dans le ciel et pleuvent des paumes d'or d'étincelles, suivis d'un certain nombre d'autres feux d'artifice moins agréables qui ont été odieusement conçus pour le son et non pour la beauté. En regardant rapidement sur son épaule gauche, Aviza regardait comme un groupe de jeunes humains qui semblaient être délinquants, continuant à déclencher un certain nombre de feux d'artifice plus grands et plus bruyants au fil du temps.
Prenant cela comme une excuse pour se diriger vers la ville et explorer la vie nocturne active des humains et ce qu'ils considéraient comme du divertissement, Aviza se leva lentement et s'étendit avec un bâillon doux. Après s'être réunie elle-même, elle choisit le chemin à gauche d'elle qui conduit à travers la façon dont elle est venue, qui a passé un certain nombre de ruisseaux naturels et une fontaine artificielle qui a été entourée dans ce qui semblait être des sculptures de pierre des humains il y a de nombreux siècles. Après avoir traversé le grand arche de pierre qui mène au parc, Aviza a immédiatement réalisé qu'elle était seule dans ce parc depuis plus de deux heures, assise dans l'obscurité sous le ciel nocturne. Le temps était passé plus vite qu'elle ne l'aurait souhaité, et le début de la soirée qu'elle pensait qu'il était maintenant devenu les premières heures de la soirée. Pourtant, la ville n'a jamais semblé dormir et beaucoup étaient dehors en train de profiter de la nuit. La ville a-t-elle toujours été comme ça ou y avait-il une sorte de fête ou de célébration que Solares avait oublié de mentionner?
Aviza était venue sur Terre alors qu'elle portait encore son ensemble complet d'armure Érathellienne moyenne, ainsi que pleinement armée et prête à se battre. Dire qu'elle s'est distinguée parmi certains des autres serait un énorme euphémisme, et certains de ceux qui marchaient dans les rues ont dû doubler la prise pour s'assurer qu'ils voyaient réellement Aviza. Bien entendu, cela a non seulement attiré les yeux des civils, mais aussi des représentants du gouvernement, comme des policiers ou des soldats. Voir des individus armés se promener dans la ville n'était rien de nouveau, mais la paranoïa et la curiosité ont traversé l'esprit de ceux qui se souciaient assez de son apparence.
Le son de la musique live a attiré l'attention d'Aviza en passant un restaurant qui a donné l'odeur douce lourde de bois brûlant et de viande. Le nom Raynor, BBQ et Taverne, pendaient au-dessus de l'entrée de l'immeuble. Pendant un moment, Aviza envisageait de continuer avec sa marche à travers la ville, mais s'est opposée à l'idée d'attirer l'attention indésirable et a poussé la grande porte d'entrée en bois ouverte, en entrant à l'intérieur. Il était clair, cet endroit était destiné aux humains, puisque l'endroit était emballé avec eux et il semblait qu'ils n'ont servi que des aliments à base de Levo-Amino. Pourtant, elle a remarqué que le menu de boissons avait un certain nombre de choses qu'elle a reconnu sur elle. Trouver un siège au bar a été un défi, mais quand l'occasion est arrivée, elle l'a rapidement pris et s'est assise à l'extrémité du bar, loin des lumières irritantes qui brillaient sur les musiciens qui jouaient du blues. Aviza avait déjà entendu cette musique dans des enregistrements mais l'entendre en direct était quelque chose de complètement nouveau pour elle.
Le barman humain a marché vers Aviza et lui a remis un menu avec un sourcil surélevé, Nous n'avons pas d'aliments à base de Dextro ici, Je ne veux pas que tu tombes mort sur le sol donc peut-être vous devriez coller avec des boissons?. Aviza a regardé l'homme de derrière sa visière pendant un long moment, il a eu un point, mais pas toutes les formes de vie à base de dextro où le même. Il suffit de me montrer ce que vous avez pour boire, puis nous irons de là.Le humain a hissé sa tête et a donné à Aivza un menu différent, celui-ci avec des boissons. Après un certain temps, elle a fait sa sélection, une boisson rare qu'elle a été surprise qu'ils aient porté. Sans dire un mot, elle a pointé la boisson sur le menu et le barman a hissé la tête avant de se diriger rapidement vers l'autre côté de la barre pour faire sa sélection.
Quelqu'un de derrière elle essayait apparemment d'attirer son attention maintenant, et Aviza a hésité un moment, ne voulant pas trouver une sorte d'idiot ivre à la recherche d'un combat. Heureusement, quand elle s'est retournée pour faire face à celui qui essayait d'attirer son attention, elle a remarqué que c'était un camarade plus solide comme elle, bien que humain. Pardonne-moi, j'espère que je n'interfère pas le soir, mais je voulais te poser des questions sur les insignes que tu as sur l'épaule droite de ton armure. Le premier est clairement l'insigne d'un médecin de combat, mais les deux autres sont complètement étrangers à moi. » Aviza a été légèrement surpris par la question humaine, mais a été heureux de lui expliquer ce que chacun d'eux représentait. Le premier badge est en effet pour un médecin de combat, bien que celui-ci soit pour l'entraînement avancé des médecins de combat. Le deuxième badge représente l'ingénierie avancée qui peut couvrir un certain nombre de domaines. Le troisième et dernier insigne représente mon entraînement de Havoc, les barreaux au-dessus montrent mon grade, qui est commandant. » Dès qu'Aviza a fini de parler, sa boisson a été placée devant elle et son attention était maintenant entièrement sur elle. L'homme prit la suggestion, remercia Aviza, puis suivit avec un salut, puis retourna à son siège quelque part à l'autre bout du bar.
Pour l'heure suivante, Aviza buvait en paix, laissant son esprit errer une fois de plus sur tout ce qui s'est passé autour d'elle. La musique à l'intérieur du barbecue de Raynor est passée à quelque chose de plus optimiste que la nuit a continué. Au bout d'une heure et demie, Aviza se retrouve une fois de plus dans les rues, bien qu'un peu plus enivrée qu'auparavant. Peut-être qu'il y avait plus à faire la nuit que de manger et de boire, peut-être une boîte de nuit, bien qu'elle n'ait jamais dansé et n'ait jamais prévu de le faire. La nuit était encore jeune, et ses options étaient encore ouvertes, seulement le temps de dire ce qui s'est passé ensuite.
Name:
 Aviza Norea 
Race:
 Turian 
Class:
 Combat-Engineer / Combat-Medic 
Age:
 30 
Sex:
 Female 
Appearance:
 Aviza stands roughly six feet and five inches tall, the average height of a female Turian in this day and age. Her slim feminine form hides the strength and endurance of a lifelong soldier who strives to improve upon herself in all aspects. Upon her face is painted a symmetrical design in a light turquoise, representing the Norea Clan. Her carapace is a soft blue-ish white and her eyes are a vibrant azure. If one were to see Andromedai without her helmet on, they would easily be able to see a light scar over her left eye.
  


Backstory:
Aviza was born into the Norea clan, a clan that was well known for not only their military prowess upon numerous fields of battle they had taken part in but also for their political power upon Palaven. Her father was a well-known General in the Turian Military and her mother was a well-known Triarch. While her mother came from the Neskaru clan, her father was the one who held the honors of saying he was originally from the Norea clan. During these early years of life, Aviza and the rest of siblings who are all the same age, were taught the ways of their clan. Respect, Honor, Duty, and Victory were the most important things to them, for without them their life was a pointless waste. These were the first things taught to her and her siblings, for they were the fundamental building blocks of everything that came after.
After many years, their real training would begin, their parents pulled every string and used all of their resources to ensure that they ended up in one of the best academies upon Palaven, known as Solas. From here Aviza and her siblings were left at the mercy of the academy’s top teachers to undergo both mentally and physically intensive training that weeded out the unworthy and finely turned those who were into an image of perfection. The school was infamous for many of the teaching methods but the Norea clan found those to be necessary in many ways, quickly teaching valuable life lessons alongside their normal intensive training.
In the first year that Aviza was at the academy, she watched as many students dropped from the academy to move onto lessor ranking positions that they were more fit for. At the same time, she and her siblings worked closely together to overcome the challenges laid out before them, a team of close family members who were going to ensure that they all graduated top of their class. This was of course easier said than done, but determination and living up to their clans name kept them moving forward through the increasingly difficult challenges that were laid out before them.
With every challenge they overcame, the feeling of immense satisfaction and unyielding resolve kept them moving forward for the time being, but the day was soon to come where each of them would break off and peruse their own interest in the Turian military. When this happened, they found themselves having to fend for themselves in the academy. When Aviza was separated from her fellow siblings to receive more intensive training, she found a certain love and respect for sniper rifles and the satisfaction of hitting a target many miles away with dead on accuracy.
This interest and skill sprouted into much more as time went on. It turned into a thirst for more combat training, training that would cover not only medium ranged combat but also close quarter’s combat. This fast paced combat was made possible due to her feminine form, allowing her to move across the field of battle swiftly and silently, if need be. When jump-packs were introduced, she used her own personal pack in a more unconventional way, to help her dodge incoming fire while still on her feet. This caused many to raise their eyebrows in a mix of emotion when she used this technique to outmaneuver and defeat her opponent during a one on one improvised battle with a fellow student. Using the jump-pack, she quickly moved across the field of battle while dodging shots from the Turian and incapacitated her challenger using a close range stun shotgun.
When she had time off, she volunteered herself to learn about engineering and a number of commonly used tech around the galaxy that she would more than likely come into contact at some point. The class taught its students how to handle numerous problems and how to swiftly and efficiently fix them. Aviza would continue to take many classes like the such for a number of years, alongside her regular training. Some of these classes would include how to correctly handle and deploy explosives, advanced medical and first aid classes, biology for species in the Milky Way and life building.
Sometime during those years, Aviza realized that upon the field of battle, every soldier had to find their own reason to fight. Be it for family, friends, the good of the people, personal gain or other reasons. She knew she had to live up to her parents expectations and carry her clans name with pride, but something felt as if it was missing, she wanted to do more for those around her. This eventually turned into the want to pursue advanced first aid for both on and off of the field of battle. Once she had been given permission, she quickly started taking classes for what would turn into an important skill of hers.
After many years of intensive training every weekday and sometimes even on the weekends, the time came for those worthy to graduate. Thankfully, her fellow siblings were alongside her when she graduated top of her class, making not only her parents but also the rest of her family and friends proud of her achievements. The honors she received were very rarely given out, one had to go above and beyond the rest, to prove oneself to not only the teachers but also the academy’s board that they were worthy of such honors. All seemed right in the world, she was where she wanted to be, her family was going to be with her and life was running smoothly.
Over a decade would pass as she found herself taking part in many high value and high risk operations, proving to her superiors that she took her position in the Turian military very seriously. She found herself feeling comfortable with her position, taking pride in her work. Occasionally she would catch someone's eye and be assigned for missions that excelled at, some of these included target assassination or sabotage. She would move from one planet to another, from one station to the next, wherever her talents were needed. Occasionally, she found herself working with the Citadel a number of times as security for a VIP or such person. Over these many years, she sharpened her skills and and rose the ranks among her fellow soldiers.
What threw her whole world into chaos was the invasion of the Reapers. She had faced many hostiles in the past that ranged from all over the Galaxy, but this new enemy shoot her to her very core and put all of her skills and talents to the test. Failure ment death for not only her people, but also the rest of the galaxy.
Over these long months while the reapers unleashed chaos upon all, Aviza and her family fought horrific battles against an enemy that knows no fear, knows no mercy and whose whole purpose is to wipe out all life and continue the cycle that had been going on for countless centuries. On Palavens main moon, she managed to catch word of and eventually even catching sight of Garrus and his squad fighting against the reapers forces. A sight as simple as this was enough to raise her morale and change something within her to be the soldier that her people needed her to be. With great ferocity and determination, she gathered survivors and pushed back against the reapers forces fearing neither death nor the odds that were stacked against them.
In the next couple of months that passed, all of her training and skill came forward, showing those around her who she truly was, a leader and yet another symbol of hope. When the ash finally settled and the reapers were defeated, Aviza Norea now firsthand found out the price of war. Both of her parents and the rest of her siblings were now mysteriously gone, they had seemingly vanished from the face of the galaxy and no one had any idea where they were. They had helped fight in the war, but towards the end, they had gone missing without a trace, leaving no hints to where they had gone. Even their fellow soldiers were left confused by their disappearance. Had they fallen in battle? Were they taken by the Reapers? Or did something else happen to them? To this day, she feels a void in her heart and searches for closure.
A long while passed after the reapers were defeated with the disappearance of her family. She had been rewarded many badges and medals for her acts of valor during the Reaper war as well as a number of benefits that would stay with her through the rest of her life. She now lives comfortably upon Palaven and still serves the Turian military and a number of others allied forces. She did not leave the Reaper war unscathed though, everything she had seen during the war had left a scar upon her mind.

Psyche Profile:
 Aviza is a soldier at heart, and has proved that over many years of war and political bullshit throughout the galaxy. Careful thought and calculation goes into each and every action that she takes, ensuring that her choice is the best for each and every situation at hand. Due to the way she was raised, she can be competitive at times, enjoying a challenge such as having the odds stacked against her in a fight. Not much care goes into what others think about her, though she likes to keep a positive image of herself, remembering what her parents said about their code of conduct. She is an honorable, respectful and kind individual most of the time. She has a sharp, witty sense of humor and enjoys the lighter side that life has to offer. She cares for those who she works with, and will do everything she can to ensure everyone gets home alive and in one piece. 
Specialty: 
 Aviza can quickly adapt to most combat situations. She will move swiftly across the field of battle, using cover and anything else she can find to her advantage. Her kills are clean and quick, preferring to not make a mess and enable her to move onto another target without any hesitation or interruption. Part of her intense training gives her the ability to pilot vehicles that range from the land, air and space. She has been extensively trained in advanced first aid as well as engineering for a multitude of vehicles and devices. 
Skills: 

1: Advanced Combat Medic
2: Advanced Engineering
3: Havoc Training
4: Demolition
5: Fireteam tactics
6: Combat strategy

Equipment: 

1: M-99 Saber (Assault Rifle)
2: Piranha Shotgun (Shotgun)
3: M-98 Black Widow (Sniper Rifle)
4: Sticky Grenades
5: Flashbangs
6: Tech Proximity Mines
7: Personal jump-jet
8: Omni-Blade
9: Medical Equipment

Powers: 

1: Ammo Powers
2: Tech-Armor / Power armor
3: Marksman
4: Hacking
5: Active-camouflage
6: Turbocharge


Sample Post:
“I have eyes on two hostile contacts near the front gate of the outpost, toss the lure in their direction.”
Suddenly, a small metallic shard would land in front of two Batarian Terrorists, making just enough noise to draw their attention away from the main gate. Both of the heavily armored terrorists stepped forward to investigate the source of the sound.
From roughly five hundred feet away, the light blue cross hair from a high powered digital scope aligned itself to where the two Batarian Terrorists had now stopped. Letting the air out slowly from her lungs, Aviza pulled the trigger on her sniper rifle, sending the high powered round towards its target. It struck the first Batarian in the head then continued to travel through the next Batarians neck, creating a fine crimson mist as the two of them fell to the ground on top of each other. The round finely continued to fly into the distance before striking the ground and disintegrating.
“The guards at the front gate are down, I am changing position to meet up with you.” Carefully pushing herself up from her prone hiding position, Aviza used the lush forest vegetation that surrounded the outpost for cover, quickly moving to her other squad mate. Taking a knee next to her fellow Turian, she quickly switched weapons while remaining silent.
“Let’s move the bodies out of the way before the other Batarians find them.” Aviza motioned with her left hand at the two corpses before swiftly moving over to the closest one. Grabbing onto the body, she quickly pulled it across the grass below her feet and managed to hide it behind a large boulder that was surrounded with large bushes. Her squad mate did the same, tossing the body on top of the other.
“Stay here for a moment, you will know when it’s time to attack.” Said Aviza while moving to one of the large metal walls that surrounded the outpost. With a flash of blue light, Aviza’s jump pack propelled her to the edge of the wall where she pulled herself over very carefully while watching her surroundings.
Her squads mission was quite simple, infiltrate the outpost, place remote explosives on the bomb the Batarians had and then infiltrate before detonating the explosive. She and her fellow squad mate had been part of many missions like this before, and were planning on it to run smoothly.
Once she had gently landed on the other side of the wall, Aviza surveyed her surroundings before moving deeper into the outpost. Her estimated amount of hostiles inside of the outpost ranged from somewhere between twenty to thirty Batarians. If anyone saw her, the alarm would go off and she would be overwhelmed within seconds.
The bomb was easy to locate, due to the fact that it was being loaded onto a ship in the middle of the outpost. The issue were the guards surrounding it and short amount of time she had left to plant the remote explosive before leaving the outpost.
Slowly, carefully, patiently, she plotted her approach then set it into motion. Sneaking up behind one Batarian after another, Aviza would use her Omni-blade to silently eliminate the threats while moving forward to her objective.
She knew there were many ways to go about getting to the bomb, but in the end she choose a more risky option. Using her Omni-tool, she cut the power to the base and used the distraction to lure some of the guards to the power box and away from the bomb. They were so close to Aviza that she held her breath, waiting for them to pass before she moved to the shuttle undetected.
“I reached the shuttle, prepping explosive for detonation, clear the area and prepare for…” Before Aviza could finish her sentence, a group of Batarians caught sight of movement inside of the shuttle. They quickly drew their weapons and took aim, informing the others to not shoot the bomb in the back of the shuttle or it would kill them all. With quick thinking, Aviza took the pilot seat of the shuttle and started to power it up, rounds quickly flew into the shuttle, barely missing her and the bomb itself.
Locking the controls into VTOL mode, Aviza left the pilot's seat and finished prepping the bomb, taking a few rounds to her shield as she did from the horde of Batarians below her. “It’s your turn to take some of the heat from me sister, open fire.” Her fellow squad mate opened fire from a hill far away from the outpost and caused a stir of chaos from within. Using this as her chance, Aviza jumped out the back of the shuttle and used her jump-pack to keep her from falling from her death right before she hit the ground.
“Word of advice, don’t look directly at the explosion, it’s going to be brighter than bright.” Aviza smirked under her helmet before pressing the button upon her detonator. With a blinding flash of white and red, the bomb detonated tremendous force, knocking both Aviza and her fellow squad mate back a couple of yards. The area below the blast had been cleared of all vegetation, leaving nothing but a smoking crater.
“Well, I would say that’s a wrap, makes me almost wish we had more of those to sabotage.” said Aviza as she pulled herself off of the ground and offered a hand to her sister. Taking Aviza's hand, her sister got back onto her feet and glanced down at the destruction that the bomb had made in the far distance. "Thanks for the help, let's get out of here." the two of them quickly radioed for extraction from their location and reported the mission a success.

Notes:
Aviza is single, Bi, hates self centered people, is sort of a pyro, enjoys a challenge, enjoys life, can be sarcastic, can cook a large number of exotic meals, likes to tease, wears a set of medium Erathellian Armor  at almost all times, sounds like Sylvanas Windrunner from Warcraft. She can eat normal Dextro-Protein based lifeform foods as well as Levo-Amino based lifeform foods, though this is only for taste and flavor, she receives no other benefits of doing so.