CPL. Colds
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[[CPL. Colds/gather your bearings|Take a moment to gather your bearings, then ask "How bad is it, sir?"]] | [[CPL. Colds/gather your bearings|Take a moment to gather your bearings, then ask "How bad is it, sir?"]] | ||
- | [[CPL. Colds/recall how you got injured|Try to .]] | + | [[CPL. Colds/recall how you got injured|Try to recall how you got injured.]] |
[[CPL. Colds/Try to force a smile|Try to force a smile and say "I knew deflecting cannons with my fists was a bad idea"]] | [[CPL. Colds/Try to force a smile|Try to force a smile and say "I knew deflecting cannons with my fists was a bad idea"]] | ||
[[Category : WomenAtWar]] | [[Category : WomenAtWar]] |
Current revision as of 07:20, 29 July 2014
As the man speaks, the recent events flash trough your mind. Elena Colds is your name, 19 years old and the youngest ever female to join the special forces. Long Black hair, usually in a ponytail so it doesn't get in your way. Actually, you prefer to let you hair freely fall around your shoulders, but it gets in the way during a fight that way.
People rarely guess you're with the army unless you're wearing your uniform, a rather slender frame and firm D-cup chest combined with long smooth black hair do not give you a very tough image, but you like to think you're capable of combining martial prowess with a touch of feminity.
With a dojo master and a martial arts fanatic for parents, you were trained since your earliest memories and displayed a frightening talent as well. Earning you the title of "Martial arts prodigy of the century" when you emerged as the national champion in your very first competition.
Your mother died during the last war and When this war broke out, your father was hospitalized due to an illness so you were forced to join in his stead. It's not really your cup of tea, you like fighting but are no fan of killing. Also, martial arts aren't that good for deflecting bullets. At least none of the techniques that you know of.
Returning your attention to the present, you recognize the man who just spoke as Colonel Blake. Col. Blake is the leader of the company you were assigned to, a highly decorated veteran. he proved a far more difficult adversary than any martial artist you'd faced before. It was a first for you to lose a fight to someone other than your parents.
You :
Take a moment to gather your bearings, then ask "How bad is it, sir?"
Try to recall how you got injured.
Try to force a smile and say "I knew deflecting cannons with my fists was a bad idea"