Name/Age: Alistair Blake (Ali) - 22
Gender/Race: Female - Scottish
Occupation/Rank (Rank doesn't apply to civilians): Sniper - Lance Corporal…?
Personality (optional): Cold and militaristic, Alistair only ever does things if there is a logical reason to do so. Some may call her lazy, but she considers herself efficient. Unlike many people, she has no problem being patient and waiting for days on end in the same position only to be met with failure — likely a result of her training as a sniper. Relationships, in Alistair’s opinion, are a waste of time unless they are purely professional and used to get a job done faster. She can and will manipulate others to make her own work get done faster, better, and more efficiently, and she doesn’t mind in the slightest being used by higher-ups to the same end. In Alistair’s mind, that is a sign of strength. However, she refuses to take orders from those she doesn’t respect, so if you’re the same rank as her she won’t do a thing you say unless she herself came to the same conclusion, or you did something particularly worthy of her respect in the past.
Biography (optional): TwT sob idk
Appearance: Cropped blond hair, acid green eyes, and a spray of freckles across her nose and cheeks. Alistair is fair but not pale, with a hostile, stand-offish, almost predatory vibe. She has snake bite piercings below her lips, and several more piercings in her ears. Oftentimes she wears half-moon-shaped scope glasses. Most of the time Alistair’s jacket is tied around her waist, revealing strong shoulders and wiry arms wearing a tank top underneath. She has an athletic body type with adequate curves, though her limbs are crossed with a plethora of scars. A few loose strands of hair usually fall over her face in an endearing fashion, which she hates. With her jacket on, she could easily be mistaken for a man.
Other: House of Vadam…..? Hope this is okay <.<