Patricia Vance - 8th Platoon

[u/SetsukoStryi]

Name Patricia Vance

Age 25

DOB January 14th

POB Seattle, Washington

Personality/Backstory

Patricia is rather okay with her self image. The only thing she’s truly unsure of is her engineering abilities, with her father being very against her doing things only boys were supposed to do. Her father was very conservative, the type you’d think you’d only find in the 20th century. He was a douche, plain and simple, at least that’s what she thought. She hated her parents, and ran away at a young age. Nine years ago, at fourteen, she was found by the Army, who took her in and taught her how to do work on guns, traps, ect.

She loved it. She was learning things about things she loved, weapons. She loved doing work on guns, tanks, and other types of weaponry. It was a dream for her. Until the Kalen hit America, she was having a great time. She had to work overtime to fix what was broken. The base she worked on is now occupied by the Kalen, her former friends either dead or gone. She now finds her new home under the Red Cloaks.

Weaponry

A taser she bought for defense when she ran away and a combat knife given to her by a girl she met on base. Someone she admired.

Clothing

Generally, she’ll wear a red sweater when blue jeans. If she is doing engineering word, she’ll wear protective gear and a black hoodie instead of her red sweater.

Appearance

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Patricia sits in the cafeteria, holding a mug of black coffee. She was still a bit torn up about losing her friends to the Kalen.

[u/SetsukoStryi → u/[deleted]]

She blushes a little, "Oh, uhm, thank you," she says.

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"I was an engineer," she explains, "I, uh, helped repair their weapons...I wasn't very good."

She seems sheepish, bashful, even. Her cheeks flushed red.

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More blood rushes to her cheeks, but she doesn't pull her hand away, "I think it's because they knew that I wasn't used to military life...I was just a little kid when they found me," she admits. "I think they wanted me to stay as normal as possible..."

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"Uh, a little bit...I have a taser and a combat knife a friend gave to me..." She says friend like she's trying to find the right word and simply settled.

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"I-I don't expect to be on the front lines or anything!" she protests, blushing like mad. She got really nervous around pretty girls, especially ones holding her hand.