Deviation Actions
Description
[ General Identification ]
»Name: Vultus Tuor
»Nickname[s]: Tuor
»Gender: Female
»Age: 17
»D.O.B: October 31
»Team: Blu
»Class: Spy
»Height: 4'07”
»Weight: 87lbs.
»Nationality: Japanese
[ Personal Information ]
»Personality: silent, trickster, fun-loving, shy, inventive, isolated
»History : She was used to stealing things from people by skills of pick-pocketing on the streets. Abandoned to her own devices, she pick-pocketed to survive on the street. Eventually earning her a friend, japanese martin she named, Oculos(eyes in latin). Oculos helped her steal food when money was tight after being taught. She found a job but could never make it work. In the end, she found a stranger in her town as she tried to steal from him. Immediately he disappeared and had her on the run. She rounded a corner to find an old lady she knew. She stopped and bowed as a pistol sat on her head. The old lady was gone and there stood the spy. She was awed and just sunk to her knees in loss. As she thought he was to shoot, instead she was offered training as a spy. So she took the offer as it was pay, a roof over her head, and food for a simple job. Little did she know it was little more than simple but it was a life her and Oculus could live happily.
»Talents and Skills: Pick-pocketing, Running Away, Hiding, Surviving on her own, Small Animal Handling
»Flaws: Doesn't like to rely on team members, dislikes dealing with confrontation, hates being social
»Likes: Being alone, Reading, Caligraphy, Sneaking Around, Hearing Secrets
»Dislikes: Crowds, Distractions, Being Found, Others knowing Her Secrets
[Weapons]
»Primary: Pistol
»Melee: Butterfly Knife
»PDA 1: Invisible Watch
»PDA 2: Sapper
[Relationship Information]
»Sexual Orientation: Straight
»Relationship Status: Uninterested
»Preferences/Interests: Understanding, Loves Jokes, Books and Respectful
»Current Attractions: N/A
»Family: None to Remeber
[Roleplay Methods]
»Method[s]:
Fine with all Methods besides Twitter, Facebook
»Time Zone: EST
[Roleplay Example:]
Tuor found herself in her home town just trying to get enough money for food that day from the tourists in town. She found a few easy-pickings and then a challenge. She decided to get lunch and buy some dinner to put in her ruck as well. She had to place it gently because Oculos, her pet martin, was sleeping in the top of the bag in her blanket she bought a long time ago. She got a few waters to go with it and cased her new challenge. She found herself looking around when losing him in the crowds. So she slinked around town until she found him. A man in a blue suit with blue pin-stripes and a mask. She followed him awhile and then he ran from her in a rush. She followed around a corner and found herself head-to-head with the old lady they let her sleep in her loft sometimes with some food too. She bowed immediately out of respect as a pistol was held to her head. She shivered fearfully and sunk to her knees accepting her end. Her time as a pick-pocket had to end eventually as such a dangerous life with no one around.
The pistol cocked back and she heard the trigger click. When she looked up, the man laughed at her with a gleam to his eyes. He looked her up and down and just kept laughing at her as if amused. She got mad but said nothing out of respect for her elders. Her face turned red embarrassed he was still laughing as he stopped. Without speaking a word, he motioned her to walk with him. During this time he spoke to her of a job, one of training and fighting. It was hard, he said, but worth it. She agreed and that was it. She was given traveling money and an address as he escorted her there. When she got there, she took the stealth entrance into the Blu team.
He accepted her silent entrance with a nod. When he left, she said enjoying a comfy bed and a roof over her head. At long last, she had a place to sleep, food to eat and a life to call a career. She had gone up from just picking pockets on the street. Her mind wondered to her mentor as she chuckled to herself silently as her japanese marten, Oculos, climbed from her coat and settled on her chest to sleep. Oculos had the right idea as the two slept peacefully for the first time in all their lives. This began their life as an apprentice.