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    Name:
    Archaeo Grimoire
    Age:
    29
    Gender:
    Male, obviously.
    Personality:
    Archaeo is a very odd character in the assassin world. He knows his limits, and he doesn't try to hide the fact that he's only human. Aside from being a good killer, he can run numbers in his head and has no problem when it comes to adapting to a situation. He keeps an eye open for business while he works as well.
    On the job, Archaeo is methodical. He doesn't let details slip, and he never leaves a trace behind him after a kill. That's one of his calling cards. If something gets in the way of his mission, you can bet that he'll be pissed, but he never lets it show.
    He refuses to target women and children, as he does operate on a moral code despite the fact that he's a stone cold killer. He also avoids doing jobs for mobs, but that doesn't really need an explanation.
    He knows that he has his limits, and that most people don't make it to the retirement age in his line of work. He often finds himself thinking about his unstable future, and it scares the crap out of him sometimes.

    History:
    Not available.
    Preferred Weapon:
    Pinfire Revolver. It's an antique that's been passed down through the generations in his family.
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    Themesong:
    Courtesy Call by Thousand Foot Krutch


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    Archaeo Grimoire owned more than a few properties around the world. They all worked as safehouses, but his property in Denmark was definitely his favorite. It was secluded, tucked away in a forested valley that protected it from sniper fire. It was a small, comfortable, nearly charming little cabin, really, with only one main room and a bathroom. There were only four windows. One door. And they were all easy to watch from his seat at the tiny kitchen table. Of course, his main focus was on the paperwork before him.
     
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    Name:
    Sierra Smith

    Age:
    27

    Gender:
    Female

    Personality:
    Sierra is defiantly the rude type. She does things without permission or care and had no respect whatsoever for others. Though, Sierra is protective over those she holds close and is a loyal and trustworthy friend. She is very stubborn and will never back down, even in the face of death. She is very smart and knows her way around. Sierra, though smart, prefers to 'wing it' for fun. But Sierra isn't all bad. She is kind and gentle at heart but through past experiences has learned to seal those away. So it's pretty rare to see her eyes gentle and her smile loving.

    History:
    She might tell you, she might not. Who knows

    Weapons:
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    Theme Song:
    This Little Girl by Cady Groves

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    Above Sierra's head birds sang their sweet songs and flew over the land. The sky was blue with fluffy white clouds here and there. It was mid-summer and the temperature outside was rather hot. It was days like these that Sierra found herself in the forest in her special spot. You see, when Sierra was younger she would come out here and stay for hours on end. But she had found a large oak tree beside a flowing river that had a hidden hole under then roots, covered by bushes. Inside was a very large underground hole so Sierra claimed it as her special spot. Floods never happened in here, it was rare to even see rain in here.

    Sierra went down that hole again and climbed into her special spot. Inside was a light blur blanket spread out on the ground, a yellow backpack filled with things, and a few others things. Sierra called this place her 'Second Home' cause whenever she felt unwanted at her own house, she would come here and feel as though she actually meant something to the world.

    A soft sigh escaped Sierra's lops as she sat cross legged on the blanket, leaning back against the dirt walls. She plugged her earphones into her MP3 player and hit play before putting the ear buds in. She was soon lost in a world of music, eyes closed and singing along softly. She didn't exactly have anything better to do.
     
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