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Name: Dmitri
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: Human
Languages: Russian, Ukrainian, Czech, English, German, French, Italian, Latin
Sexuality: Straight
Alliance: Neutral
Occupation: Mercenary
Nationality: Ukrainian
Personality: Calm and collected, Dmitri rarely does anything without considering its consequences. He's not usually prone to shows of outward emotion of any kind and tends to mind his own business, unless it happens to be his business, in which case he takes an immediate and keen interest in it. He has been hired on by both factions numerous times, but never takes a contract he feels is morally wrong. Speaks in a deep low voice with a harsh accent.
Appearance: 170lbs., slim but fit build. Albino with red eyes. Tends to wear dark clothing, and always wears a long, dark coat. It's a personal trademark of his.
Height: 5'10"
Combat techniques: Muay thai, bojutsu, aikido.
Skills: acrobatically agile
Magic: telepathy, psychokenesis. Elemental magic (fire, lightning, wind, water, earth, light, and darkness)
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Dmitri sat patiently on the roof of the 64 storey building, his legs crosse, sipping at some water he conjured for himself. He had been waiting for six hours, watching the buildling across the street for a sign of his target. Finally, a light on the 57th floor turned on. He took out his monocular and peered through it. "Ah yes," he murmured to himself in Russin. "That must be the man I am looking for." He put the monocular away and closed his eyes, his mind reaching out to the man in the room.
His lip twitched a little, as he felt the man's subconscious attempt to protect his mind from Dmitri's practiced intrusion. In another moment, he was eavesdropping on the man's every perception and thought. The information he was looking for was in the front of the man's mind. He watched through the man's eyes as he got himself ready for bed, eventually turning off the lights, his secret already robbed from him.
Dmitri opened his eyes again, his mind back in his own body. He stood and touched a finger to his temple.
Учитель. Я завершил задачу.
(Master I have completed my task.)
His master replied, as always, in German.
[i]Ausgezeichnet. Ich erwarte deine R
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Name: Dmitri
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: Human
Languages: Russian, Ukrainian, Czech, English, German, French, Italian, Latin
Sexuality: Straight
Alliance: Neutral
Occupation: Mercenary
Nationality: Ukrainian
Personality: Calm and collected, Dmitri rarely does anything without considering its consequences. He's not usually prone to shows of outward emotion of any kind and tends to mind his own business, unless it happens to be his business, in which case he takes an immediate and keen interest in it. He has been hired on by both factions numerous times, but never takes a contract he feels is morally wrong. Speaks in a deep low voice with a harsh accent.
Appearance: 170lbs., slim but fit build. Albino with red eyes. Tends to wear dark clothing, and always wears a long, dark coat. It's a personal trademark of his.
Height: 5'10"
Combat techniques: Muay thai, bojutsu, aikido.
Skills: acrobatically agile
Magic: telepathy, psychokenesis. Elemental magic (fire, lightning, wind, water, earth, light, and darkness)
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Dmitri sat patiently on the roof of the 64 storey building, his legs crosse, sipping at some water he conjured for himself. He had been waiting for six hours, watching the buildling across the street for a sign of his target. Finally, a light on the 57th floor turned on. He took out his monocular and peered through it. "Ah yes," he murmured to himself in Russin. "That must be the man I am looking for." He put the monocular away and closed his eyes, his mind reaching out to the man in the room.
His lip twitched a little, as he felt the man's subconscious attempt to protect his mind from Dmitri's practiced intrusion. In another moment, he was eavesdropping on the man's every perception and thought. The information he was looking for was in the front of the man's mind. He watched through the man's eyes as he got himself ready for bed, eventually turning off the lights, his secret already robbed from him.
Dmitri opened his eyes again, his mind back in his own body. He stood and touched a finger to his temple.
Учитель. Я завершил задачу.
(Master I have completed my task.)
His master replied, as always, in German.
[i]Ausgezeichnet. Ich erwarte deine R