Post by Gearr on Jun 19, 2009 13:31:10 GMT -5
[/font][/size][/color][/right]-«₪»-"You should havestayedbehind no matter what happened to us! The enemies will associate you with us now! Brining yourself here was quite stupid!!"
»§«Basics»§«
₪ "You're asking me this now?"
»§« Name: Riza Hawkeye
»§« Alias:
Riza (you're doing it wrong, but she won't stop you unless on duty)
Hawkeye (that's better)
Lieutenant | First Lieutenant | First Lieutenant Hawkeye (you're getting the point, nice work)
The Hawk's Eye (can't you use something more formal?)
Elizabeth (only one or two individuals can get away with this one)
»§« Age: 25
»§« Species: Human
»§« Gender: Female
»§« Pet: Black Hayate
»§« Known living family: General Grumman (Grandfather)
»§« Weapons of choice: Springfield Armory XD 9 millimeter, FN Model 1910, Colt .45 Revolver
»§«Skills and job»§«
₪ "I will pull the trigger without doubt."
»§« Skills: Riza is incredibly good at improvising in most any situation, seeming to take everything in her stride. Her greatest skill though is perhaps her ability to handle most any firearm given to her with deadly precision. Riza's keen eye and natural affinity for said weapons makes her a deadly force, despite her lack of skills in alchemy.
»§« Job: Soldier within the state military.
»§« Rank: 1st lieutenant
»§«Appearance»§«
₪ "You look splendid Lieutenant..."
»§« Eyes: Amberish brown
»§« Skin: Fairly pale
»§« Hair: Long and blond, yet for the most part it is clipped firmly to the back of her head.
»§« Clothes: Usually seen in the Amestrian military apparel
»§« Scars: Her back has a few twisted burn scars
»§« Tattoos: A large array that once held the secrets to her father's alchemy, however now it is mostly useless due to the scars
»§« Height: 5'6”
»§« Weight: Nuuuu idea
»§«Mentality»§«
₪ "I am proud of my pigheadedness."
»§« Sins: Wrath
»§« Virtues: Diligence, Humility, Temperance
»§« Likes: Peace, silence, others listening when she tells them to do something
»§« Dislikes: War, chaos, killing, laziness, people acting immature or foolish
»§« Positives: Loyalty to comrades, hard working, unrelenting, compassionate, protective
»§« Negatives: Pushes people away, can appear cruel, can become to emotionally attached/involved, the loss of someone close can cause a total laps in rationality, very strict at times
»§« Personality:
At a glance one can very easily sum Riza up as icy. She comes across as totally impervious to any emotions other than annoyance, in fact she could even be described as somewhat heartless if you don’t know her. Her words can often come across as far to blunt, and often just plain insulting if you’re unlucky. She can seem to be someone who is simply an emotionless soldier, the type who’s mind has been blanked so that her only purpose is to follow the orders of those above her. This though would be a misconception; Riza simply has the innate ability to hide just about everything from just about everyone. In turn she seems to shut of anything tender about herself, instead showing a serious no nonsense hard ass that hates it when people don’t pull their own weight.
It isn't exactly known why Riza deliberately casts herself such a cold persona, at least it isn't known to many. In all it is very probably done through her desire to keep a clear mind in all situations. By closing off the more emotional parts, and also the pain filled guilt ridden parts, Riza is very capable of retaining a level head when most would falter. Riza knows full well that allowing yourself to be ruled by emotion is a terrible thing to do in most cases, true enough she does always take into account what her emotions say, but whilst doing so she continues to keep logic within the equation. To an effect the coldness Riza shows to others is due to her desire to protect them, which in a sense is somewhat strange due to the fact she tends to push those it is she wishes to help away. In a manner Riza is a very self destructive individual, she helps others, yet at the same time can makes them fear and/or loath her. Thus she prevents herself from ever really making close bonds with others.
There is something that can be said for Riza though, she is both undyingly loyal, and a model soldier(Well not so much, but if you don't know her then she seems such). She knows most every rule and law there is and abides by them to the letter when it doesn’t interfere with her duty (to her job and duty are two totally different things), this isn’t to say though that she can’t and won’t work around them. If Riza finds a loophole then you can be more than sure she will exploit it if she has to, on these grounds you will very often find it neigh on impossible to win an argument with her. The loyalty she shows though is not something as freely shown as this exemplary soldier, indeed there is perhaps only one or two people alive who have Riza’s loyalty to the point where she will do anything possible to save them. Saying this Riza is more than willing to give up her life for these few people, to those who hold no knowledge of her this fact can be deemed both stubborn and totally stupid, but to her it is a necessity.
Though Riza perhaps has the potential for a higher rank than she has she never makes any effort to gain one, instead she seems content being the subordinate of others. However, despite this Riza can often be incredibly domineering when she can get away with it. To be perfectly fair many of Riza’s actions can be seen as insubordination if you don’t understand her. It is known that she has absolutely no issues in scolding her superior officer; indeed she will on occasion give an order if it is in their best interest. If she thinks your idea is foolish you can just about guarantee that she will cut it down in a blunt yet perfect manner. One thing that makes her good at this is the intelligence she exhibits, by no means is she what one would call a ‘genius’ but she is by no means stupid. Riza is most definitely intelligent enough to pick at your weak points and exploit them until you see things her way, it can be considered lucky that this manipulation of hers is only ever used for the gain of another and not herself.
Through all these cold layers Riza is so much more, beneath it all is someone far warmer, someone whose actions are always to be considered for the benefit of another. She is kinda below all those masks she wears, someone whose compassion is the main reason she does what she does. It is this though that is perhaps her biggest downfall. Whilst it is true Riza isn’t usually one to allow emotions to cloud her mind, it can happen on occasion. In such times one would be terribly surprised to see how intense she becomes, in some respects it is like she is a different person. This section of her though is not something many can ever see, most who look upon her only see up to the stoic mask she wears. To those she is able to become close to, or simply spend a great deal of time around, it starts to become somewhat clear that she isn’t so cold as many seem to think. It also becomes obvious that with Riza it is very often what is not said that becomes important. True she will on occasion speak at length, but even then what she says can be on the evasive side. Hawkeye has a habit of using sub meanings in her words to get the point across, or even a simple look. It is this habit that can make Riza terribly hard to understand.
»§«Hayate»§«
₪ "You've got a strict mommy now."
»§« Name: Black Hayate
»§« Breed Mutt
»§« Age Just under/over a year
»§« Fur color Black and cream/white
»§« Eye color Dark brown
»§« Clip: CLICK
»§«History»§«
₪ "Inside me, the war isn't over yet."
Whilst Riza was still very young her mother passed away, as such her somewhat estranged father raised her. He was, according to many, a highly accomplished alchemist, though one who despised both the military and the government equally (with good reason as it happens). For the most part however Hawkeye seemed to be totally absorbed within his research of the converted ‘flame alchemy’, one of the strongest and deadly alchemies around. However, oddly the old master did not keep any records of his research, saying that he did not wish for it to fall into the wrong hands. He did though take on a student, a young boy by the name of Roy Mustang. It was the boy to which Hawkeye taught the fundamentals of alchemy, and it was also he who was with the old man as he died. Upon his death Riza was quick to discover the issues her farther had left behind, though when it ended in the apprentice paying for the master’s burial she was more than a little thankful. On the day her father was buried Mustang told her of his dream, and it was one she held obvious appreciation for. To accomplish it though she knew full well that the secrets etched into her back could well help further him his chances, thus she gave the secrets her father had left to him in the hope that he would do as he obviously hoped to do.
A while later Riza herself enrolled in the military, it was here that her skills in marksmanship were furthered into a form that impressed even the most senior of officers. Thus it came to pass that she graduated and was sent to war. Interestingly it was here that she saw what the military was truly about, in her mind what was happening was less a war and more an extermination. One that used her father’s secrets it so turned out when she killed an Ishvallen man and saved Hughes’ and Mustang’s lives, it was this thought that perhaps sickened her deeply for a great while. She had believed that her father’s alchemy could have been used for the good of the people, yet her it was being used to kill without any mercy. In effect she had killed those who died by the snap of those gloved hands. Distraught by this she asked Mustang to ‘burn and crush’ her back beyond recognition so that no other may know of the secrets it held. And so that there may never again be another Flame Alchemist born from her.
After the war had officially ended it came around that she was assigned as Mustang’s aide, and to further this she was also the one to be responsible for protecting his life, or if he strayed to far from his path, taking it. Thus from there she remained at his side whenever needed. From recruiting Edward Elric, to the fight with Scar (to which she was very quick to point out that he was, in effect, useless in the rain) she was there. Even when Hughes died she was by his side.
Later Riza ran into a soul attachment named Barry the Chopper, who sadly came to be all to fond of the woman thus forth strengthening his urge to decapitate her. Keeping him under surveillance it quickly came that Barry set out to free Maria Rose, the woman suspected of killing Hughes. This was when a whole new plan was set into play. Mustang was quick to realise that the young woman was not the one who killed his friend, and so he feigned killing her. A result of this was the homunculus sending Barry’s body out to destroy the soul, yet it seemed the Colonel and his men had pre-empted this and set up a trap, one that lead a few of them to lab 5. It was here that Lust fought Mustang and Havoc, crippling one and putting the other out of action for a short time. Presuming she had killed them both Lust quickly proceeded to taunt Riza with the idea that the Colonel was dead, and it was this that caused Riza to snap. Believing her words foolishly Riza was quick to empty her guns into the woman, though when it did nothing the usually strong woman simply broke down, apparently giving up on even life itself. She was however saved by Alphonse who refused to leave despite her ordering him to, and when Lust was engulfed by flames it seemed that not everything was as it appeared. Mustang had survived by burning his wounds closed, from there he proceeded to burn Lust repeatedly until she died.
»§«Gallery»§«
₪ "A guest of honour is here."
»§«Relationships»§«
₪ "There's someone I need to protect."
Just Fine
Okay »§« Trust »§« Friend »§« Good friend »§« Best friend »§« Like a brother/sister »§« Respect
Unsure:
Getting to know »§« Acquaintance »§« Not sure »§« Suspicious
Not on Good Terms:
Tolerates »§« Annoying pest »§« Avoids »§« Rival »§« Enemy »§« Nemesis »§« Hatred »§« Loathing
Family:
Parent »§« Grandparent »§« Brother »§« Sister »§« Half-brother/sister »§« Cousin »§« Aunt/Uncle »§« Child »§« Grandchild »§« Adopted family
Love:
A bit more than a friend »§« Crush »§« Love »§« Boy/girlfriend
Other:
Dead »§« Missing »§« Work partner
Okay »§« Trust »§« Friend »§« Good friend »§« Best friend »§« Like a brother/sister »§« Respect
Unsure:
Getting to know »§« Acquaintance »§« Not sure »§« Suspicious
Not on Good Terms:
Tolerates »§« Annoying pest »§« Avoids »§« Rival »§« Enemy »§« Nemesis »§« Hatred »§« Loathing
Family:
Parent »§« Grandparent »§« Brother »§« Sister »§« Half-brother/sister »§« Cousin »§« Aunt/Uncle »§« Child »§« Grandchild »§« Adopted family
Love:
A bit more than a friend »§« Crush »§« Love »§« Boy/girlfriend
Other:
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»§«Media»§«
₪ "Reasons and causes are always simple things."
»§« Voice: Colleen Clinkenbeard
»§« Theme songs:
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||We are «₪» Ana Johnson||
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||Gunpowder and lead «₪» Miranda Lambert||
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||Don't look away «₪» Joshua Radin||
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||Unknown Soldier «₪» Breaking Benjamin||
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||Away from the sun «₪» 3 doors down||
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»§«Other»§«
₪ "I cannot run from the facts."
»§« Example:
How long had she been here now, in this hospital? She didn’t know, she’d found herself unable to concentrate, unable to keep thoughts on the present. Her reason one of pure simplicity, the present hurt, the present had the ability to sway within but a moment. Everything she had known for so long had the potential to change on the very foundations of her life, she knew change was natural, she dealt with change just as efficiently she did everything else in her life. But her walls were gone. Yes they’d started to establish themselves, but they were no longer iron strong, they held fissures deep enough to allow everything to show, and they would have shown had she not long ago taken to receding into her mind. By taking such measures she was giving herself the ideal time to set everything in her mind straight and reaffirm her protections, but at the same time it seemed to make her more of a bitter void. She’d snapped harshly at the nurse who’d flustered over her for a moment about her dammed lip, hell, she’d even taking to totally ignoring the nurse (or was it a doctor...? She didn’t know...) who’d offered her a drink. Still, anger was better than pain and grief...
Folding her arms across her chest she allowed her chin to fall to her chest as she simply sat. There was nothing she could do, she was useless, a broken piece in the of the game of life... She had to sit here and wait, but it was her task to protect him! How could she be here whilst he was in there with mercy knows what happening, it really didn’t help that the damn staff here had failed to tell her what was wrong. They’d arrived here and almost immediately he’d been rushed off for treatment, no word had come to her since then. Surely she had every right to know! Dammit, she wasn’t family but... Actually..... There were no buts. She was his subordinate, what right did she have?! None, none at all. She wanted to help, but how could she? Of all the times she felt she needed to be by his side this was one of the most important. She was by his side when it didn’t count, when he was simply in his office, but when it really counted she wasn’t there... Fool... Useless and broken…. A failure…
Time ticked on, the ticks and the tocks had long since become a dull noise, a knell that didn’t seem to get through that clouded mind of hers, nothing did. It had come to the point where she didn’t even notice the doctor before her, until he put a hand on her shoulder and gave a slight shake to gain her attention, a rather stupid mistake. Quickly a hand dropped and was firmly clamped around the stock of a gun, though it was soon withdrawn upon the realisation of where she was and who it was that had disturbed her. Gods she was losing it, Riza was so rarely caught off guard, she was known for being alert and ready for anything…. Yet she’d failed to pre-empt the previous tragedy… Was she actually losing it? Was she unfit to remain within active duty? Was she still capable of protecting him…? She didn’t know, she didn’t know anything anymore. All she knew was that this was just as much her fault as his, perhaps more hers… Oh dammit she didn’t know! Nothing made sense and she simply couldn’t comprehend….
Drawn from her thoughts by the man once more she frowned as he waved a hand in front of her... It was quick to leave though as the news she so wanted came through. He was conscious, and she could see him. With a nod of her head she strode past the man before he could even begin to tell her what had been damaged, right now she just needed to see that he was okay, finding out what was broken was an irrelevance. Thus she was soon to open the door to his room and enter without a knock, what were manners? What did she care if he thought her rude? Right now she just had to know how he was, if he thought her a fool for such actions then what did she care? Right now she couldn’t give a damn… And who could blame her? Though she so rarely showed it Riza always worried for this man, it was perhaps a somewhat foolish notion, someone who played bodyguard to someone should not worry about that said someone. However with Riza she couldn’t help it, she got to involved, and indeed had everything fallen through to the event of his death there was no telling what she’d have done…
Closing the door carefully there was a soft click, though once closed she merely rested a hand on it before clenching said hand into a fist. “What the hell were you thinking…?” She growled lowly, not turning to face the man. Perhaps she did so so as not to show what she could no longer hide… Then again, perhaps she simply didn’t want to see what she had wrought through her own laps in reflexes. Despite the fact he was going to get a berating like no other from her she blamed herself, in terms it was certainly funny how Riza’s mind worked, and it only got worse when she wasn’t thinking with the crystal like clarity it usually held. “What in god's name do you think you were doing?! I’ve seen people do some damn stupid things, but that… That tops them all! You’re one of the most intelligent people I know, yet your damn flirtations blind you to the world! You could have been killed!!” This time she did turn, she rounded on him with anger overriding the pain for the time being. “Do you understand that concept?! If you’d died everything people have given for you would have been for nothing, Hughes would have died for nothing!”
[/b] It was certainly bellow the belt to bring the Colonel’s late friend into this, but all she wanted to do was make him see. Folding her arms across her chest she allowed her chin to fall to her chest as she simply sat. There was nothing she could do, she was useless, a broken piece in the of the game of life... She had to sit here and wait, but it was her task to protect him! How could she be here whilst he was in there with mercy knows what happening, it really didn’t help that the damn staff here had failed to tell her what was wrong. They’d arrived here and almost immediately he’d been rushed off for treatment, no word had come to her since then. Surely she had every right to know! Dammit, she wasn’t family but... Actually..... There were no buts. She was his subordinate, what right did she have?! None, none at all. She wanted to help, but how could she? Of all the times she felt she needed to be by his side this was one of the most important. She was by his side when it didn’t count, when he was simply in his office, but when it really counted she wasn’t there... Fool... Useless and broken…. A failure…
Time ticked on, the ticks and the tocks had long since become a dull noise, a knell that didn’t seem to get through that clouded mind of hers, nothing did. It had come to the point where she didn’t even notice the doctor before her, until he put a hand on her shoulder and gave a slight shake to gain her attention, a rather stupid mistake. Quickly a hand dropped and was firmly clamped around the stock of a gun, though it was soon withdrawn upon the realisation of where she was and who it was that had disturbed her. Gods she was losing it, Riza was so rarely caught off guard, she was known for being alert and ready for anything…. Yet she’d failed to pre-empt the previous tragedy… Was she actually losing it? Was she unfit to remain within active duty? Was she still capable of protecting him…? She didn’t know, she didn’t know anything anymore. All she knew was that this was just as much her fault as his, perhaps more hers… Oh dammit she didn’t know! Nothing made sense and she simply couldn’t comprehend….
Drawn from her thoughts by the man once more she frowned as he waved a hand in front of her... It was quick to leave though as the news she so wanted came through. He was conscious, and she could see him. With a nod of her head she strode past the man before he could even begin to tell her what had been damaged, right now she just needed to see that he was okay, finding out what was broken was an irrelevance. Thus she was soon to open the door to his room and enter without a knock, what were manners? What did she care if he thought her rude? Right now she just had to know how he was, if he thought her a fool for such actions then what did she care? Right now she couldn’t give a damn… And who could blame her? Though she so rarely showed it Riza always worried for this man, it was perhaps a somewhat foolish notion, someone who played bodyguard to someone should not worry about that said someone. However with Riza she couldn’t help it, she got to involved, and indeed had everything fallen through to the event of his death there was no telling what she’d have done…
Closing the door carefully there was a soft click, though once closed she merely rested a hand on it before clenching said hand into a fist. “What the hell were you thinking…?” She growled lowly, not turning to face the man. Perhaps she did so so as not to show what she could no longer hide… Then again, perhaps she simply didn’t want to see what she had wrought through her own laps in reflexes. Despite the fact he was going to get a berating like no other from her she blamed herself, in terms it was certainly funny how Riza’s mind worked, and it only got worse when she wasn’t thinking with the crystal like clarity it usually held. “What in god's name do you think you were doing?! I’ve seen people do some damn stupid things, but that… That tops them all! You’re one of the most intelligent people I know, yet your damn flirtations blind you to the world! You could have been killed!!” This time she did turn, she rounded on him with anger overriding the pain for the time being. “Do you understand that concept?! If you’d died everything people have given for you would have been for nothing, Hughes would have died for nothing!”
Narrowing her eyes in a somewhat venomous manner she perhaps felt more guilt than she‘d have liked at the fact she was yelling at him so soon, he needed rest and care…. But right now she felt he needed some goddamn common sense knocking into him more than anything. “You ask me to watch your back, yet how can I do that if you won‘t watch your front?!”[/b] In this verbal assault she was more than willing to be as underhanded as necessary, actually no… There was one thing she‘d not dream of mentioning. Ishval, that would have been spitefully cruel since she knew perfectly well how that war played upon his mind. “I refuse to allow everything be in vain! You are the only hope many people have, even if they don’t know it, if you die then hope is gone and Amestris is forever doomed!”[/b] His burden was heavy, but he had people willing to throw themselves to the gallows if it kept him going, if he died in such a stupid manner it would be a betrayal to all that trusted him… That trusted the real him, not the obnoxious power hungry sod the world saw in him. “If I have to stop your damn escapades with your… your interests, then so be it!" The emphasis she used so bitterly made it almost seem as if she was actually spitting the word out in disgust, as if it now repulsed her. "And believe me now when I say I can and will…” The final part of her statement was more of a hiss, a threat that she was more than willing to follow through.
In all their time together Riza had never actually been angry with the Colonel, oh she‘d yelled and seemed pretty pissed off with him before… But this… This was pure rage that burned at her terribly, it was holding back guilt and remorse, only giving view to a very pissed off blond who appeared close to drawing her gun and putting a couple of rounds in the man. Yet anger could only last so long, Riza may have appeared an aggressive individual but that didn’t mean she was truly such. Indeed even through her yelling she only had his interests in mind, she didn‘t want to see him killed… So wait… Perhaps it was her own selfish interests that lead to her acting like a wounded animal? It was probably a combination of both matters, yet still despite this she couldn‘t stay angry, she wanted to, by gods she did… But seeing him and remembering what had happened, remembering the burn that had now been forever left on her mind… She couldn‘t do it, she couldn‘t retain the emotion that a large part of her didn‘t want present in the first place. Unclenching her fists she watched him with eyes no longer angry, but eyes agonized by what they saw. “Tell me…”[/b] She said in a voice far more quiet and hollowed than before. “Are you Roy Mustang as a person, or are you simply a fool no better than those above us who are corrupted by their own desires…? Because I can only follow one individual with all that I have, no other will be accepted.” Now the pain in her voice was shown, now the raw emotions that plagued her so were shown for all to see. Now there was no anger… [/center][/font]
[Taken from 'Freedom' on unleashed adventures]
»§« Outline: Sim and myself
»§« Original character copyright: Hiromu Arakawa
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