Race: Human
Social Status: Soldier, middle class
Occupation: Soldier
Age: 23
Height: 5' 9"
Build: Lean, athletic, slight figure.
Hair: Red, wavy, usually tied back when working.
Eyes: Green
Distinguishing Marks: A few scars on her arms and hands from her line of work.
General Information:
Unique Talents, Abilities and Personal Equipment: Bryanne is trained in the use of standard military firearms from the modern era, a great shot with a pistol and passable with an assault rifle, she works best with smaller weapons like pistols and SMGs. She also has the ability to manipulate and impart or absorb kinetic energy. Using this she can force even large objects to overcome their inertia and move, she however does not have super strength, while she can force an object such as a car across a parking lot she would be incapable of lifting the same thing she just pushed. She can also absorb kinetic energy, allowing her stop moving objects such as a vehicle by touching it, she does not have fast enough reflexes to do to bullets but she can keep a grenade from exploding by preventing the energy from expanding outward.
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Bryanne Shields
"Kinetic energy is the energy of motion, bullets aren't that effective if they aren't moving now are they?"
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Mjötviðr; The Realms
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Shpleem
Description
So begins...
Bryanne Shields's Story
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Bryanne smirked and walked over, taking the magazine out of her weapon and quickly loading it. She didn't really know why she was there, she had simply been ordered to report there that day. So there she was, loading a weapon she would rather not use if she could help it but it was better than an AR-15 in her book. Once the magazine was loaded she snapped it back in and picked up a few more, stuffing them in her belt before clicking the safety off and on impatiently.
Bryanne followed after Samson, resting the top of her weapon on her shoulder as she jogged up to him. "Sergeant Shields sir. What's with the kindergarten class?" she asked. "If I may speak candidly, am I on some sort of baby sitting assignment for section 8s?" She really wanted to know why she was sent there, waking up to a letter on her foot locker telling her to get there at that time didn't exactly explain it all to her.
Bryanne nodded and clicked the safety on on her weapon before setting it down and moving to the back of the truck. She climbed up inside, smaller frame making it easier. "Want me to hand them down to you?" she asked from where she knelt next to one of them. She was doing her best to ignore the others, what if all these weirdos were like her, different, she thought she had hid it rather well, aside from stopping that rail car, that might have got her here...
Bryanne shook her head as she watched the group approaching, amateurs most of them, at least a few knew how to shoot a gun and actually hit a target with it, like that Russian, he knew what he was doing, at least when it came to shooting. She sighed silently and picked up her weapon again, playing with the safety. She looked naturally with a weapon in her hands, dangerous but not uncontrolled like some.
Bryanne grunted, great, the two loud mouths, this was going to be interesting. "Orders Lieutenant?" she asked. He had said two groups but he did not say which group was staying and which group was moving. Still, heads were going to roll if she had to make people shut up and pay attention. She had little patience for people who were supposed to be in the military who could not fallow orders or chain of command.
Bryanne slung her gun over her shoulder and picked up the GPS, half tempted to take the shovel to Patchi's head. Instead she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to his feet. "You, you better start taking this shit seriously or so help me I will put a bullet through your leg and leave your immature ass out here to rot." she growled, letting him go and checking to make sure the GPS worked, never trusting equipment to work until after she checked it herself.
"Trap door huh? So what is the game, Tomb Raider?" she muttered, glad the others seemed to have sobered up a little bit and she was able to relax for a moment. "Alright, screamer, open her up." she said, looking at Dragon, meaning for him to get the door. She trained her weapon on it with learned precision, waiting.
Bryanne went in first as she was the most well armed, not that she really expected something to be waiting down there. Flicking on the light she swept her eyes around the room and waved the others down. "Those of you who don't know what it does, don't press any damn buttons." she said, she really hated to feel that she had to say that but to her Treia seemed the only one who wasn't busy posturing or making a fool of himself.
"Dumbass, never close a door." Bryanne muttered, "Dragonboy, you're taller, see if that is sealed." she said, heading for the keypad. She wasn't a wiring guru, that was her sister, working cyber warfare division. She was a grunt, and that was all she wanted. "Treia come here, if you have any wiring or hacking skills now is the itme.
"Hell if I know, my sister is the computer desk jockey, I'm happier carrying one of these." she said before the voice came on. "Shit, everybody out." she said, heading for the door, motioning for Treia to follow. "Toss his sorry hide back upstairs, we're getting out of here." she said. She didn't know how much time they had and she didn't want to monkey with an override that might just make things worse if it was read wrong.
"Better put that code in quick," she called to Treia before turning to the other two. "Both of you, cool your jets, you both have more testosterone then you know what to do with and I swear when I found out who assigned me to this I make sure they get locked in a room with both of you." she said, stamping her foot and the tiles around the one she stepped on jumped an inch into the air.
Bryanne was as clueless as the rest of them. "The hell?" she muttered, walking towards it, weapon in front of her ready to raised at a moment's notice. Thankfully with the alarm no one had noticed her slip up, or at least didn't draw any attention to it. "What is this? This day just gets more and more like a bad trip as it goes on."
Bryanne shook her head. "Why me?" she asked to the empty room and charged through, looking the professional soldier the way she moved, stepping through someplace all too different then where she had just been.
The setting changes from The Boiling Plains to Dark Woods
Bryanne came in just after Dragon, staggering as she got through and almost bumping into him as she let her weapon hang from its sling and put a hand on her mouth. "The" she paused to swallow. "Hell is going on here?" she muttered, looking around at the people there.
"Sergeant Shields reporting." Bryanne said, standing up straight and giving a slightly shaky salute. "I believe I deserve an explanation for my current assignment to this squad." she said, standing at attention as she waited, she wasn't going to give up until she knew why she was there.
"If I can get what I selected then take this and bring me a P90 if you would." she said, holding her weapon out to him. She was keeping her sidearm but she would rather half the other SMG, it was less likely to catch on things or get in the way, it was also more comfortable to hold. She would be happy to get her own room, since she actually had a rank on her name she hoped for a little privilege above the others, of the three she had to work with she respected the Treia, the other two had a lot of work to do for that.
"Damn it." Bryanne muttered, eight beds, eight of them. Well at least she knew she could deter people from getting ideas about her. That and she wasn't all that much to look at, five eight and lean with not much of a figure to catch eyes. That was always good and it kept her from starting fights in bars.
Bryanne grumbled to herself and chose a bunk in the corner, top corner and just climbed up there, taking her boots off before she climbed up and just laid on her back. She didn't buy any of that BS Samson gave her, and if they meant special, did they know it was her who stopped that train?
"Deal, but if you start it I am messing you up and leaving your cloths where they are." said Bryanne to the ceiling as she laid there with her arms crossed behind her head. Another posturing idiot, this place was fully of them. One girl seemed dim, half the man were more centered on themselves than anything else and there was Samson and Treia, the she figured could actually get something done.
The setting changes from Dark Woods to The Hidden Glen
At least this was the same, chow time in the Mess Hall, people everywhere and a long line for a tray of half decent food. Bryanne shuffled along with the line to get her share. The one thing she missed from civilian life, the food. Here she was waiting for what was supposed to be bread and gravy, shit on a shingle as they called it where she came from.
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