Alexandra "Lexxie" Terrebellus
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Nature: | Guardian | - | - | Demeanor: | Loner |
Primary Virtue: | Vision | - | - | Concept: | Sniper |
Creed: | Hermit | Hunter-Net: Overwatch9248 | Starting Conviction: | 3 |
Attributes
Physical | Social | Mental |
Strength | 3 | Charisma | 2 | Perception (Hawkeye) | 4 |
Dexterity (Precise) | 4 | Manipulation | 1 | Intelligence | 2 |
Stamina | 3 | Appearance | 3 | Wits | 2 |
Abilities
Talents | Skills | Knowledges |
Alertness | 3 | Animal Ken | 0 | Academics | 0 |
Athletics | 2 | Crafts | 0 | Computer | 1 |
Awareness (Supernatural Powers) | 4 | Drive | 0 | Finance | 0 |
Brawl | 1 | Etiquette | 0 | Investigation | 2 |
Empathy | 0 | Firearms (Sniping) | 4 | Law | 0 |
Expression | 0 | Larceny | 0 | Medicine | 1 |
Intimidation | 0 | Melee | 0 | Occult | 0 |
Leadership | 0 | Performance | 0 | Research | 0 |
Streetwise | 0 | Stealth | 2 | Science | 0 |
Subterfuge | 0 | Survival | 2 | | 0 |
Other Talents | Other Skills | Other Knowledges |
Tolerance (Hunters) | 4 | Technology | 0 | Lore: Undead | 1 |
Advantages
Edges |
Name | Creed | Level | Trigger |
Reach | Hermit | 1 | A hard tap of the right index and middle fingers into my Temple to knock my consciousness out of my body. |
Send | Hermit | 2 | Inhaling and blowing in the direction of the recipient |
Alarm | Defender | 1 | Walking the Perimeter of the area while tapping my hip every stride. |
Backgrounds |
Rank | 1 |
Resources | 2 |
Certification | 4 |
Patron | 5 |
Virtues | Score | Spent |
Mercy | 0 | 0 |
*Vision | 2 | 0 |
Zeal | 1 | 0 |
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Misc |
Conviction | 3 |
Willpower (P/T) | 10 | 10 |
Merits |
Acute Senses (All Senses) | 3 |
Medium | 2 |
Cat-like Balance | 2 |
Inner Strength | 1 |
Iron Will | 3 |
Flaws |
Blacklist (Suspended Driver's License) | 2 |
Curiosity | 2 |
Nightmares | 3 |
Health Levels |
Bruised -0 | |
Hurt -1 | |
Injured -1 | |
Wounded -2 | |
Mauled -2 | |
Crippled -5 | |
Incapacitated --- | |
Description
A 5'8" girl with bright scarlet hair and blue eyes. She's often wearing her in a ponytail with tight fitting military style clothing. She often has her side arm at her hip and the saftey on. She has a lot of knowledge of what she's doing and carries herself in a proper manner. Very militaristic.
EQUIPMENT:
HISTORY:
Alexandra Terrebellus was born in rural Montana. A place where if you tried hard enough you wouldn't see another soul for miles. Her mother and father were farmers. Simple folk. Lexxie grew up with 4 older brothers, an older sister,
a younger brother, and a younger sister. Sufficient to say, Lexxie never really had to try very hard not to get noticed. She enjoyed the quiet. It was peaceful. She felt save and protected. That is until she grew up. And realized the world
was a dangerous place. Full of horrors and terrible things. Terrorism, wars, politics.....pineapple on pizza. So Lexxie spent her days learning to shoot, to fire a rifle as best she could. Hours turned into day that turned into weeks,
that turned into years. Until after highschool. She joined the military, only to learn that women weren't allowed on the front lines. But that wouldn't stop Lexxie. She saddled up and started her first tour of duty on logistics.
She rode shotgun on a supply truck for almost the entire first tour. This tour didn't have too much in the way of things immediately for Lexxie. Her perception skills made her very useful in watching and keeping an eye for I.E.D.s and
she saved her squad several times when she noticed things on the road, which is why most of the time she rode point. One of the most dangerous positions. Her second tour of duty however, she finally got to be out in the thick of things.
She had finally passed her sniper qualification and with new legislation at home, she could finally use her skills to get in the fight. She ran many night missions and missions she's not allowed to talk about. Her skills were good.
Her imbuing came though, when she was on transport from a mission. They had just did some scouting. Routine stuff. However, on the way back from that mission in the dead of night. They passed by a school. As they were driving by,
they drove over an I.E.D. the HMV she was in flipped over and her driver was killed instantly. Lexxie however, had a large piece of shrapnel in her stomach. In that instant. She could sense the world around her. Her mind expanded,
and she could see that the school they had passed, the wording on the signs changed. It wasn't arabic anymore. It was pictures. Of a building exploding and things crawling out from under it. She didn't understand, but she knew she had
to do something. With the piece of shrapnel in her stomach. She crawled her way to the school. Inside the building and up a flight of stairs. The pain was pounding every moment. But Lexxie's will was stronger than that. It took almost
2 hours to crawl all the way there. As she got up onto the second floor she crawled into one of the classrooms and peered out onto the playground. And that's where she saw them. Monsters. real monsters. Burying bodies. Grabbing people
and biting into their necks. They were screaming. God why wasn't anyone helping them? It didn't matter. She had to stop it. She moved for her rifle, but then realized she left it behind. So she drew a grenade from her pouch. She
knew she could make the throw with these injuries. So she crawled back down. To the entrance. Another half an hour of crawling. More pain. She was losing a lot of blood. But that wasn't going to stop her. She made her way down the stairs
and steadied herself on the entrance of the door to playground. Pulling the pin she reeled back and threw it. 1 Mississippi, the monsters notice her, 2 Mississippi, they laugh as she falls to the ground think she threw a rock at them,
3 Mississippi they drop the boy their holding and walk toward her, 4 Mississippi Lexxi smirks and prays she did the right thing as they're almost on top of her, 5 Mississippi and explosion, and the vampires howling out in pain and fear.
They don't like fire. They run. And Lexxie passes out from her wounds finally. Lexxie woke up in an army hospital. Heavy injuries and everyone saying she saved lives from terrorists. But she knew different. She knew now, they were sheep,
they didn't understand. But now, she could see clearly, and god was it insane. Everything around her was shifting, she was constantly receiving messages. Never stopping. Never Ending. The messages always were coming. She was honorably
disagreed due to medical reasons. Where she spent 18 months in an army hospital after receiving several medals. With a more or less clean bill of health, she decided to put her skills to use and join Jacksonville SWAT unit. She had heard
of all the dangers going on from Hunter.Net. There was work to be done, and people to defend.\\