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Charles Dalen

Running The Operation

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a character in “Far Past The Old Ages”, as played by CandyToast

Description

Physical Description: Brown hair, grey eyes, and 6 feet tall.

Personality: Charismatic, but not easily distracted. Hotheaded, yet tolerant.

Equipment: Steel shoulder plates, leather chest-piece, and a shield-like mask.

Background: Born in New Russia, Charles Dalen was selected to lead the operation due to his involvement in world government as a translator and ambassador.

So begins...

Charles Dalen's Story

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Character Portrait: Charles Dalen Character Portrait: Ayanna Ivy
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#, as written by Juilii
Ayanna approached Charles, attempting to avoid slipping on the lose stones. Moments before being sent on this operation, she had been informed that she needed to report to him- however, she hadn't received much more to go on, not even his name. She had never needed to report to someone, and she wasnt sure what to say.

Just because she could remember anything didn't mean people could give her cryptic directions. She needed details too.

"Excuse me," She began, "An official informed me I was to report to you, but didn't elaborate. Do you know what I should report? I'm supposed to keep a record of everything anyways. Isn't that strange, I'm supposed to keep records and they didn't give me a lot to work on, they just said 'Ayanna, you are an archival specialist now, you will record everything from laws to festivities, keep track of population, yada, yada, all that jazz, just make sure the man over there is at least aware of it or else it won't work, good luck', that isn't nearly enough information to do what I'm supposed to, is it?"

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Character Portrait: Charles Dalen Character Portrait: Ayanna Ivy
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Ayanna looked at the Notebook. An item that was essentially useless to her, but since most didn't possess flawless memory, she could see why this was necessary. She reached into her sleeve, pulling out a pen.

The pen wasn't hers. When she was registering she withheld it from the officers who had escorted her and sorted her papers. They laughed when she stared blankly at the sheets and pen. Yes, she knew how to read and write, she just never really had a need for it the last few years, as those had been spent in simulations to test how much they could endure under high levels of stress and hell. Moreover, all documents had usually been handled by...well, her handler.

They didn't deserve their pen back. Not like they could have.

She looked over at the specialists Charles snapped at, and tilted her head. It's the first day, people need to be sorted, register problems and be informed of who they need to approach for their needs, not cause a scene. Are there any- no, this is different, they wouldn't need to monitor everyone to tranquilize them if they act up, that certainly wasn't the case before I became Ayanna. I guess this is how trouble is handled... "How strange," she muttered to herself before heading over to the buildings she had been motioned to.