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Micheal Haller

"I never said I could be trusted.."

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a character in “After The Virus”, as played by Ahimlilgina

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Micheal Haller
Police Man

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A P P E A R A N C E & W E A P O N SX

β€œStep back, I bite..”

Micheal can be seen wondering around the sancury in a trench coat, the color of red and gold, with red blackish jeans, and boots. His hair the color of brown. Being 6 foot. He's a reasonable size and his in good shape. He keeps up on his fitness in case insurance is every needed or just pure muscle. He has a dark side to him, he loves to minipulate others into doing his bidding, he's quite good at it, and once your his target good luck escaping his determination. He will eventually get you.

He use to have a caring side, but all this Apocalypse his view changed. Whats the point in being friendly and kind in a world like this? In the end we call die anyway. Micheal armory is equipped with duel pistols, and a katakana. He is skilled with both with his police background.




P E R S O N A L I T Y

β€œI had a sweet side, until all this happened..”

Micheal is an Illusionist in these new days. He manipulates and causes people harm for the fun of it. He particularly attacks females, as they are easier prey. He makes them think they are safe, when in reality they are getting sunk into his trap. He is stubborn and often rude, he likes to insult strangers, he's tough and he makes sure people see how he is above them all.



B A C K S T O R Y

β€œI'd rather not talk about that.”

All this stuff doesn't matter, focus on the now and be done with it.



So begins...

Micheal Haller's Story

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Mia focused her eye's on her attacker as the dust settled back in it's place. She didn't recognize this man, why he was attacking her she was about to find out. "Whats the big idea? Mia said as she gazed down at him. She heard the sound of the restaurant doors swing open. The cashier came out to see what the co-motion was, fixing her gaze back on the man below her. She inched forward waiting for the man to answer her. "Well? Speak dammit.." Mia hissed at him. She had no patience and didn't mind roughing him off if she needed too. The man lifted himself off the ground, and gave Mia a smirk. His eyes were filled with this eerie gaze. Making Mia feel uneasy, he was dressed in decent attire. What looks to be outerwear of a trench coat, a red color with gold lining. A white t-shirt with a necklace, although the t-shirt as a slit through it. With a pair of jeans a red and blackish color, with black boots. He has short brown hair. His hands are covered by a small pair of gloves seeming like maybe..golf gloves? No matter..this guy gave her the creeps.

"Don't bother me again.." Mia warns, although in reality she's quite defenseless without a weapon. As anyone would anyhow, she steps away from Micheal. Keeping her knife high, as he stood up off the cold ground. She won't look away from his gaze until he leaves. His eye's are locked on her, its such a cold stare. His brown hair grazing his face so gently, it was hard to believe how off he felt. His mouth slowly opened and the words spoken she will not forget. "Watch your back, I'm coming for you.." Said the man in a stern voice, he sounded serious. Without another word he disappeared into the crowd. Mia stood there, there was a long hush before she put her knife away. Her eye's searching the crowd for the man..It was too late he was gone. Shaking her head, as the crowd around her dispersed and everyone went on with their miserable lives.

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Mia's head turn towards the voice asking if she was okay. She smiled seeing who it was, the cashier from before. "I'm alright, Thank you." She told the young hunter. As people walked by she could her whispers. She wan't scared, Mia can handle herself. Mia looked to the young hunter, "i'll be alright, don't worry about me. She told him with a warm smile. While she fixed her beanie and waved to the hunter before walking off and disappearing into the crowd. Something felt off today, she couldn't figure out what but something was a miss. Mia shook her head before turning down a well known alley way, which lead to her humble home. Mia looked around upon approaching her home, and fumbled to get her keys. The clanking of the chains could be heard through the small alleyway, which echoed all throughout. The chain hit the cold ground with a thud, Mia picked them up and brought it inside. Locking the door behind her, she wrapped the chain to the door frame and a home made structure to keep it from being pried open or cut. She can never be to safe now and days. Letting out a sigh she placed her backpack next to the kitchen table before rummaging through her cabinet for a snack. She grabbed a bag of expired pretzel, my what a luxury.. Grabbing her bag and walking over to the couch, she set it in front of her before lighting some candles. letting herself fall on the couch, she stretched. Home was definitely where the heart is. Mia loved her little sanctuary of her own.



Micheal rushed through the crowd, slipping through them like butter. Upon rounding a corner, he stopped in the shadows reflecting on the event. His smirk grew larger, how he loved to scare young women. His hand cupped his chin in thought, how he would get her alone he must figure out. As he made his way, through the well known rate way of alley's he reached his place of operations. Micheal smiled and opened the sewer grate. Yes, it was a sewer in which he lived but you'd be surprised what he's done down there. You see this little place they circled to make the sanctuary use to be his little home town. Being so crowded and chaotic before all this happened. Micheal spent some time making a remote shelter filled with all the essentials included a working generator with gas, electric and armory. He's got a nice set up down under, with everything a real home would need. Plus it's his own little secret. While everyone about ground often struggle with working power he has it constantly. Micheal sighed, in a way he didn't like hiding from everyone. However if they did find out he is hiding all this, the wouldn't hesitate to lynch him even an exile would be doing him maybe even favor. Micheal sits at his bed side, still deep in thought. Maybe he needs to stalk her for a little while, get to know things she likes. A devilish smile, grew on him he loved the idea of finding a new victim, his last one died before he could get to her. Micheal smiled as he stood up from the bed, walking over to the mirror. Gazing into his own eye's, Micheal can't help but feel warm and fuzzy when women are defenseless. He looked down at his notebook, "Soon..." He whispered.

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After Mia had finished her little break, she sat up and grabbed her bag. She flung it over her shoulder and walked out of the kitchen and living room area and proceeded to her room. Once in her room, she set the bag down on the bed. Immediately unzipped it and started taking everything out and placing them in piles. As she pulled out the things which she had found or bought that day, she couldn't get that man out of her head. There is something about him, that makes her want to know more..however he could be dangerous. She didn't mind, she can fight. Shaking her head, she finished unpacking and threw the bag on a nearby chair. The sound of the bag hitting the chair rung throughout the lifeless house. While Mia put everything in their places, she was trying to think of a plan. How would she get this guy to trust her? Where might she see him again? Questions she's still searching the answer for. Letting out a heavy sigh, she let her body fall lifelessly onto the bed before closing her eye's to think. Mia isn't the best at plan making, she usually just wings it. In times like these she feels it's better to go in with a plan than maybe blind knowing nothing at all of what your getting into. Mia's eye's slowly opened and she stares up at the ceiling, her eye's searching for an answer..



Micheal ears twitched, 'that sound.' He thought, as he slowly picked up his katana. Crouching down, he crept out the back exit. Keeping his mind completely blank listening for a sound of movement, or even breathing. His eye's searched his surroundings as he slowly crept to the front entrance. Upon rounding the corner of the shelter, that's when he saw it. It was that good for nothing, hunter from the restaurant. His concerned face, turned anger and hate. Micheal gripped the handle tighter. He stood up, before speaking. "Why are you here?" He asked the hunter, who is dangling like a bat on the ceiling of the sewer. His eye's never left the sight of the pest. "At least come down from the ceiling.." Micheal laughed, "You aren't afraid of me are you?" he questioned, with a smirk painted on his face. His Katana clearly visible to the young hunter, in case he tries anything.

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Mia slowly rose from her bed, staring onto the floor below her. A single thought came to mind. She thought maybe paying a visit to the cashier from the restaurant, Holland. That was the only thing she could go on, maybe he knew more or even knew the guy. Mia shakes her head, of course he wouldn't know him..He didn't seem too. Mia glaces out the window, still sunny enough. Grabbing her backpack, Mia heads out the door. It was a good 5 minute walk from her humble home. Unlocking and re locking her doors were done quickly. As Mia made her way down the street, she passed some rather familiar faces. Mia keeps her self focus on her main goal, she needed to find this guy before he found her. She picked up the pass, and within minutes she found herself at the entrance. Taking a deep breathe she opened the door to the restaurant. The place seems empty, there was maybe one customer inside. Looking to the cash register, it wasn't the hunter from earlier. "Shit....Now what?" She thought, stepping towards the cashier. Before speaking she smiled. "You wouldn't happen to know where the young hunter before went? He is a cashier here.." She asked, hoping the man in front of her knew him. "Yes, I know him. He just went to take care of something after that commotion earlier. The man paused, looking Mia up and down. "He should be back soon. Feel free to stick around, let me know if you need anything." He finished, before turning to help a customer whom just walked in. Mia thanks him before taking a seat. Taking her bag off and setting it on the table. She looks to the menu, maybe she should get something. Who knows when he'll be back..She thinks before rummaging through her luggage for the correct amount of change. Mia walks up from her seat to the line, which by the time she got there had vanished. "Hi, uh i'll take the chili cheese fries" Mia tells him, holding the money out. The man takes the money and gave her the receipt. Mia steps to the side, waiting for her order.



Micheal's eye's watched the hunter move and sit like a dog. He smirked at the hunter, "You're serious?" He laughed, Holland was a fool if he thinks he can harm him. Micheal eye's were fixed on the hunter in front of him, Your customers should be able to handle themselves by now... He paused, glancing to the entrance of his home. "I'm sure they don't want one of you protecting them..." Micheal told him, his eye's slowly meet his, the look of disgust present on his face. Micheal takes a step forward, holding his Katana to the creature under him. He pointed the tip of the blade near the hunters neck. "Now leave before I hurt you.." He warned, Micheal wasn't afraid of some infected he thought it was a good workout to kill them. His eye's never left the hunters, not until he leaves his home. Micheal Stepped back, keeping the Katana pointed at him.

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Micheal smirked, "Like i'd want to eat at your restaurant. He snickered, lowering the katana to his side. Watching the hunter jump to the ceiling he got more serious. I won't tell you again. Get. Out." He threatened, shaking his head "I've killed many of you before, the vaccine to keep you from infecting others..it was quite easy." He finished, looking up at the dangling man. The young hunter is just a pest to him, he had to get rid of him. He might not be a threat but if that ones out of the picture it'll not as much as a hassle to deal with him so often. Fiddling with the Katana, Micheal glances down towards it. His smirk fades to a frown. He was getting bored of their interaction. It was either time he left or died. Micheal looked back to the hunter. "Leave...now. He hissed, gripping the Katana tighter.