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Description

Natalie is on the shorter side, standing at about 5'4". Unattractively thin, with long legs and almost no curves, Natalie has a flat-chest and thin shoulders. She has a long face, marked with a long nose, and vivid green eyes. She wears rectangular glasses, and once wore braces, but they didn't fix her buckteeth, which one can still see when she smiles. Natalie's hair is a white blond, often oily, and cut unevenly, falling to about her shoulders. Sometimes she wears it in a ponytail. She typically dressed in suits for a professional look, or traditional ethnic clothing (of course for any culture other than her own Anglo-Saxon heritage), and often doesn't dress quite right for the occasion. She will only wear 100% cotton or linen. Natalie always has a black, roller ball Pilot pen in one of her hands, and sometimes carries a shoulder bag. Her sidearm is usually holstered at her side. When she looks at you, she never makes complete eye contact, but will often glance at your eyes before letting her gaze rest elsewhere, either on the wall behind you, or on your chin.

Personality

Tahira Ali, Ten Most Wanted Fugitive, of her interrogator, wrote:Agent Natalie Schultz spoke too much. She was very loud, and often used long words that I did not understand, and that her partner did not seem to understand either. She never looked me in the eye, and she always had a black pen in her hand that she never put away. Agent Natalie had a strange cadence to her voice - I do not know how to describe it well, but to say it was not similar either to mine, or to the voice of her partner. She sometimes uttered nonsense things which meant nothing to our discussions. Agent Natalie did not seem to understand me either when I spoke her English or my Arabic, even though the words she understood, my meaning she did not.

Special Agent Cassandra M. Schwartz, Natalie's third partner, and cousin, wrote:Natalie? She's a strange one. She has an IQ higher than Einstein's was, but to be around her, you'd never guess it, not from watching her. She seems more clumsy than the next guy, and often walks into walls, or misses doorways. She always has this pen in her hand and she's constantly squeezing it. Her idea of a stress ball, I suppose, but you could find a rounder thing if you looked. Don't get me wrong - she's a very intelligent woman, very capable. She's spent time abroad and in places like Iran and Afghanistan, and she came back in one piece. But sometimes Natalie just needs to shut up. She can go on and on about the same topic for hours even when absolutely nobody cares. I mean, come on, who cares about the dialectic variations of the Pashtun in Iran, Afghanistan, and Pakistan? Not me, that's for sure. And Natalie seems bipolar sometimes - she's always either happy, and by happy, I mean ridiculously enthused about something to the point of hyperactivity, or she's anxious and about to have a panic attack.

Now what I really don't get is that in situations where any normal person would panic and freeze, and or scream and run or do something absolute rash because of a sudden adrenaline rush, Natalie is just as calm and happy as ever - well, she's not always calm, but she's in a generally good mood - sometimes even at crime scenes. But in situations where any normal person would shrug and get on with her day, Natalie flips out. Like this one time when an electric pencil sharpener broke? She almost went berserk in the office. I practically had to tackle her to get her out of public sight. And that's another thing - if anyone touches Natalie and she doesn't expect it, she'll jump and sometimes lash out. She's hit me before. And it hurts. I guess that's a good thing if anyone ever tried to pickpocket her, but it's rather disturbing when I've known her practically her whole life. And then there's her personality - she needs a personality makeover!

Natalie Schultz must think she's better than everyone else. I never see her dating anyone, or daydreaming about anyone, or going to lunch with her girlfriends, or even talking to people around the office, when we're not out doing something in the field. When she talks, she sounds like a snooty English professor, and I only understand half of what she's saying. I've tried to tell her she sounds arrogant when she talks like that, but she won't listen. And Natalie's always hungry, and always eating my food. When she called me over ten years ago, after I'd been an FBI agent for two years, and told me she had been recruited by the FBI as well, I nearly died. Of course, we would eventually end up working together. Who knows better how to handle a freak than her own family? Yup, that would be me. I was not thrilled about that. Thankfully, they didn't assign us to the same field office for over six years, but eventually, we ended up together, s I knew and had dreaded would happen. Natalie as my partner? Her photographic memory is useful, and helpful. So's her fluency in some ridiculous number of languages. But her personality is more than any one person should ever be asked to handle. Ever.

Randolph Chandler, national security and intelligence internal writer, in a brochure for a Counterterrorism and National Security conference, wrote:One of our panelists will be FBI Special Agent Natalie Schultz, a woman who has spent most of her career working both in the office and in the field, gathering critical intelligence on numerous foreign suspects in the war on terror, as well as leading the task force to locate fugitive Tahira Ali. In the past few years, Agent Schultz has made several high profile arrests, and dozens more that have gone unnoticed by the media outlets, foiling numerous terrorist conspiracies to harm America and American citizens.

Sofia Antonucci, Natalie's adopted daughter, wrote:My mom is so weird. I sometimes wonder if maybe she came from Mars instead of Earth. She has like no social skills, and all my friends talk about her when they think I'm not there. Sometimes I die when I see her waiting to pick me up from school. And sometimes she completely forgets to tell me if she has to go out of town. I know she loves me, and I love her too, but when she told me we were moving to Afghanistan, I could have ripped her face off. I am not going to Afghanistan. Just - just no! Not now, not ever. Mom can leave me the hell alone for the rest of my life!

Equipment

Weapons:
Glock .22
A black, roller ball pen (Pilot Precise V 2.0)

Other Possessions:
A shoulder bag, inside of which are:
- 4 sticks of chewing gum without flavor
- 1 ball of used gum
- 1 roll of toilet paper
- 2 pencils, sharpened, (the Ticonderoga brand)
- Her badge
- Her gun
- Her driver’s license
- 3 used Kleenex
- Her eePC
- Her flashdrive
- A bag of Doritos
- $267.13 with another $5.71 in change

History

Born in America, Natalie's German parents took her to Germany for schooling. While still very young, Natalie showed extreme intelligence by reading at age two and writing by three (albeit not very legibly). When she was tested, her IQ showed up as higher than Einstein's, placing her in the top .5% of the general population, IQ-wise. Her strange mannerisms, stilted speech, and insistence on sameness or predictability led to more testing, when psychologists misdiagnosed her with OCD. At twelve, she graduated from the equivalent of high school, after having been accelerated several grade levels, and was again misdiagnosed with ADHD, in addition to the other diagnosis, after displaying consistent levels of attention problems and hyperactive behavior. Her parents, both professors of two different subject areas whose marriage had grown strained, had pledged to divorce after Natalie completed high school. They didn't realize their genius daughter would graduate at age 12, but divorced promptly. Natalie's mother kept full custody (her father had visitation rights), and they all moved back to America, where one parent taught at Harvard and the other at MIT.

Natalie herself went off to college and spent the next fifteen years earning two doctorate degrees, her highest level of education. While in college, she realized she had photographic memory for everything but faces, and actually had prosopagnosia. It was shortly after receiving her second doctorate, in applied psychology, that Natalie finally received the correct diagnosis: she has Asperger's Syndrome. It was around this time, the age of nearly twenty-eight, that Natalie realized she needed to do something with her life. Her cousin, Casie, had been working for the FBI for three years now, and had told her employers about her cousin's uncanny ability to remember every word or image on a page after glancing at it once, in addition to Natalie's fluency in eleven languages, and the FBI came knocking.

Of course, Natalie hid at the sound of someone's unfamiliar fist slamming on the door, but she was eventually hired, and has worked in organized crime, white collar crime, cyber crime, and most recently counterterrorism (since 2002), where she has been assigned as one of the lead agents on the Tahira Ali task force (that's one of my other characters, a woman on the FBI Ten Most Wanted List). Natalie has spent time in Iraq, Pakistan, and Iran, for a time on loan to the CIA. To this point in her life, Natalie has had no friends, and no romantic relationships (not even a crush). Neither particularly attractive nor socially adept, Natalie has managed to live without the social aspect of life most people need. She currently lives with her adopted daughter, Sofia, and their dog, Snoopy. In 2013, Natalie lived just outside Washington D.C. and worked at headquarters. In 2015, she was promoted to SAC of the legal attache in Kabul, and packed for Afghanistan, only returning in 2020 to settle down in Connecticut.

Natalie Elisabeth Schultz's Story