Eric Fenris "Wolf"
J'ai vu l'officier odieux qui s'était pris sur lui-même pour me corriger en s'adressant à Rin. Puis, à ma légère surprise, le commandant lui a dit un peu. Puis elle est allée dire à un autre officier qui pensait apporter un assistant. « Eh bien, bien, Rin ici semble avoir plus de sens sur sa tête que la plupart des officiers que j'ai rencontrés. » Je pense à moi-même que plus de gens arrivent sur la scène.
Puis Rin a fait quelque chose de stupide. Elle a menacé Lea. C'est peut-être la pire chose que tout le monde puisse faire, qu'ils le veuillent ou non. Ça n'a pas d'importance pour moi. Soupirant fortement à moi-même, je dépose mes sacs sur le sol et je pince mon cigare entre les doigts de ma prothèse bionique. Je ferme les yeux pendant que je fais une longue traînée. Puis, tenant le cigare dans ma fausse main et soufflant la fumée dans un long souffle. Après une petite pause, je rouvre les yeux, paresseusement en les passant par l'officier ânesse raide qui a essayé de me corriger. Quel était son nom? Oh oui, Sharp."Monsieur, je ne donne pas un cul poilu à un rat sur votre grade, son grade, ou même mon grade. Vous m'avez demandé pour cette mission, donc à moins que vous n'ayez pas lu mon dossier, vous saviez ce que vous vouliez quand vous m'avez mise. Vous avez besoin de quelqu'un qui est bon sur le terrain pour cette mission, donc vous m'avez demandé. Maintenant vu que c'est le cas à quel point tu essaies de te faire chier le cul et de te détendre un peu. Parce que franchement, être tendu dans une mission comme celle-ci ne va pas vous faire du bien. » Je dis avec un sourire à la fin. Ces officiers s'amusent toujours à faire face, mais ils apprennent toujours que je fais ce que je dois faire, et ils devraient être reconnaissants pour cela.
En ce qui concerne le commandant Rin, et ses commentaires sur ma Lea. J'enlève un peu plus mon cigare avant de me tourner vers Rin."Ne vous vexez pas personnellement, Rin. Comme je t'aime déjà d'avoir dit à Ole qu'il était raide ici pour moi. Mais voilà le truc." Mes yeux passent d'un regard paresseux à un regard sérieux alors que je mets ma main sur la tête de Lea. Sa douce fourrure chaude sous ma main me calme un peu, mais pas complètement. "Vous avez parlé à mon commandant précédent, Lea ici, et j'apprécie cela, mais, et je vais en dehors de la ligne ici, je n'aime vraiment pas que quelqu'un la menace. Alors s'il te plaît, je fais un rapide traînée de mon cigare avant de continuer, n'oublie pas ça et tu n'auras aucun problème de ma part. Je fais un rapide sourire à l'officier aux cheveux roses.
"Maintenant que la partie ennuyeuse est hors du chemin, nous pouvons poursuivre cette mission. J'ai soudain envie de tuer des bâtards de UKD », ajoute-t-il. Mon visage se transforme de sérieux retour à un sourire paresseux pendant que je remets le cigare dans ma bouche et ramasse mes sacs.
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.