Name: Alice Arlington

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Female

Personality: Smart, elegant, enjoys long walks and art. Alice is the definition of an independent girl, she is more than capable of getting things done herself, regardless of what she shows externally. Though Alice is indeed sweet and kind, Alice does not like to be tested. Meaning, she will put someone in their place if the time calls for it. She doesn't believe that women are suppose to provide for men, and basically be slaves. Of course she is a romantic at heart, and hopes to someday fall in love, though it would take a special man to fulfill those desires. Alice usually wears her heart on her sleeve, though doesn't show weakness no matter the torture. Being aware of her surroundings, she analyzes every situation as though her life depended on it, to ensure her safety.

Appearance: Alice is a seemingly petite girl with a pretty face. With her long dirty blond hair that falls flawlessly when she doesn't have it in a messy bun for convenience. She has creamy milk colored skin, complimented by a few freckles scattered on and around her nose. She stands at 5'6", with a slender yet curvaceous body only because of her perked breasts and rounded hips, though her waist, tummy, arms, and legs seem to be toned more than likely from exercise and/or good diet. Though she tends to try not too, Alice wears a pair of thin rimmed glasses whenever she needs to do a lot of reading, doing research, or needs to focus on things for longer than a couple minutes.

Likes: Guns, Instant noodles, technology, her IQ, driving Stick-Shift

Dislikes: Someone testing her smarts, Not having things perfect, Ignorance

Sexuality: Straight

Anything Else:
1.) She owns a black cat, with milky gray eyes she calls Twinkle.
2.) Her favorite colors to wear are White, Pink, and Gray.
3.) She's allergic to Horse saliva.
4.) Her perfect day is to come home, put on some sweat pants, put her hair in a bun, make some instant noodles, and watch old cartoons.
5.) She hates the word 'Pickles', even herself would call pickles vinegar-cucumbers.

Bio: Alice grew up with a father who was an FBI agent, and a mother who died only a few days after giving birth to her. The the entirety of her life, Alice stayed with one of her fathers better friends, a woman named Lynn Coldbrook. Lynn was an ex-FBI agent, and seemed very cold to outsiders, though she had a soft spot for Alice, and at a young age, she taught Alice how to fight if she ever needed it and how to shoot a gun. This is where Alice's obsession begun, at thirteen she was as good, if not better than most male snipers in the FBI, with precision and accuracy that would exceed to a level of brilliance to that of a normal human being. Soon she started her 'collection' of guns. She had many privileges because of her fathers stance with the government, better than anything, getting her gun-license at the age of fifteen, and bringing in illegal weapons from all over the world.

She is in the top ten percent of her senior class at the high school she attends. Father still never home, and Lynn moving on to Military business, Alice has been forced to live on her own, which is not a problem saying that her father sends home so much money she has enough for food, to pay the bills, and do everything else necessary to survive in todays economy. With everything she has going for her, all she wants is her father to come home. It's been about seven years sense she last saw him in person, of course she has Skype and pictures to go off of, but she misses being hugged by him, and having him around. She hopes for him to retire before she becomes someone's wife.