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Stryfe

The current leader of the Invictus, known for her prowess as a tactician.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Saarai

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The current head of the Invictus known for her tactical prowess and polyamorous love life.


Real Name: Fatin Alfarsi.
Alias: Stryfe.
Allegiance: The Invictus.
Sex: Female.
Race: Saudi national of Chinese/Lebanese/Persian descent.
Age: 33.
Height: 5'10".
Weight: 183 lbs.
Appearance: Stryfe is a tall Middle Eastern woman who appears to be in her late 20s with an athletic build. Often her long black hair is tied up, never allowed to hang loosely on or around her shoulders. The woman's brown skin is seemingly without blemish, save for the several visible scars on the left corner of her mouth and cheek.

When visible, one can see that her back is completely covered in a single large tattoo of angel wings.

Personality: While she is very soft-spoken and good humored, one should not take that as a sign of weakness. Fatin is anything but weak. The woman has a strong will and a low tolerance for bullies. She takes a casual stance in regards to sex, frequently showing off her seductive nature towards men and women alike.

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Personal History: (at least two paragraphs)
Occupation: CEO of the Invictus PMC.
Family:
Fahim Alfarsi - Father.
Maryam Alfarsi - Mother; deceased.

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So begins...

Stryfe's Story

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Stryfe smiled at Ophelia, a big smile. "Tell me, and pardon my language, why the fuck would you come here?" Stryfe asked, "I've been trying to get Little Brother to relocate myself and our organization elsewhere for a year now." Fatin shook her head, "I do not understand why many are attracted to such real life Mos Eisley." The Arab mercenary looked at Khalek's ears, resisting the urge to mess with them for her own sexual reasons relating to a fetish.

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Stryfe shrugged her shoulders. "She seems to have made you her guardian." Stryfe told Khalek. "How old is she? She seems scared." Fatin said with a nod. "She probably wants to leave, especially after that with Agent Angel." Fatin said to Khalek. She moved to slip a hand in one of her pouches, but she was actually wearing female clothing today. She didn't have any. "If you ever need someone to have your back around here, just find me."

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Stryfe waved to Khalek and Ophelia, "Apeni!" She said, deciding to say a goodbye in Swahili tonight. The woman soon stood from her seat, opting to head back over and sit with her mercenaries.

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Stryfe led the Invictus into the bar, she seemed to be holding in her breath for some reason. After a few second the woman opened her mouth and large amount of smoke came easing out. To those that had been around it before, they would smell marijuana. "You all know why we're here." Stryfe said, waving a hand around the bar. The sixteen Invictus mercenaries taking up positions, they were either ready to ambush someone, to defend the bar, or fuck shit up. Maybe all three. "Anodyne, want some tea?"

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Stryfe pulled Anodyne along with her towards the counter, allowing her assault rifle to rest across her abdomen. "Come, tea!" It was obvious Anodyne didn't care either way, she was just going because she had nothing better to do. Stryfe took a seat beside Ilse on purpose, Anodyne sitting on the opposite side of the woman. "You are Kazen's girlfriend, correct?" Stryfe asked, receiving an answer from Anodyne in the form of a nod. "We have seen you. You make the little crazy blond funny talking boy get all red in the face and queer sometimes."

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Stryfe nodded. "I'm sorry, all you white people look the same to me." Stryfe joked, "No, I'm not that racists. But, my mistake." Stryfe waved a hand towards the bartender, hoping to get his attention. "You two seem close, but what do I know? Well, I know you have met The Ripper." Stryfe gestured to Anodyne who was messing with a new Rubik's Cube at this point. "I'm being rude. I am Fatin Alfarsi, known as Stryfe by some. I help to lead the Invictus with Kazen and the Little Brother."

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Stryfe smiled at Adrian, a smile similar to Kroger's. It was unusually kind and cheerful for a mercenary. "Tea for myself and The Ripper, good sir. Shukran."

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Stryfe raised an eyebrow, watching Adrian and then turning to look at Gareth. "I shall never understand the people of Gambit's Bar. Then again, they may never understand me either. And not just because of my accent, my English is pretty good these days." Stryfe said to Ilse, "He is a good friend... when I first met him he spoke openly about the Little Brother like they were lovers or something. But... to a lesser extent, kind of. It was still pretty odd, either way. The Little Brother does the same." Stryfe said with a small chuckle, she looked back at Adrian and then gestured to her tea. "You are too late, sir. But, maybe we can offer you a drink?"

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Stryfe nodded. "I think so..." Styrfe sipped her tea and then frowned. "Kazen called me, they are in jail right now. Not sure why, he was rambling and speaking funny. I like how Americans speak English, not hard to know what you people are saying." Stryfe was trying to lighten up the situation. She waved a hand to Anodyne, and then pointed to the exit. "But... anyways... Kazen said that the boy won't talk to anyone. He's been huddle up, crying one minute, cursing the next. He even said the first thing he's doing when he's leaving is calling Marlene and destroying the city... I am honestly afraid..."

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Stryfe looked down at Ilse, "What's wrong?" She asked, like it wasn't obvious. Stryfe flicked the safety off of her rifle and then got down beside Ilse. "We shall continue to speak on this later." Stryfe said, "But, yes they are together, and I'm not sure, not yet." Stryfe sighed quietly, keeping her head low. "Vacations... I need one..."

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Stryfe looked to Alanna and gave her a nod. "Any other time we would go see what they want, or surrender with certain terms in place... but... they have already opened fire and have just threatened to use a nuke on the bar, and kill anyone who walks out that are not any of us." Stryfe said, "They shall be dealt with using violence, hopefully away from here to spare these innocent people." Stryfe stood up slowly. "I'm sure you understand why surrendering to people that tried to kill us for what appears to be no reason isn't part of the plan."

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Stryfe shrugged her shoulders. "I do not know. I just ask that you do what you can to keep these people safe, as we cannot do so from in here with you." Stryfe said, "So long as I can prevent death, I will." She said, "Everyone, non-lethal." She called out to her mercenaries before nodding to Alanna. "This happens too often."

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Stryfe frowned at Ilse's words. "Are you sure?" She asked, one final nod being given to Alanna before the woman turned to join the others. "You might die..." Stryfe informed Ilse, "As in, dead for good..." She was trying to get the point across. But she figured Ilse wouldn't take no for an answer.

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Stryfe nodded. "Bring your friend along too, if he has any honor and wishes to fight for these people's lives." Stryfe grabbed one of Anodyne's revolvers from her holster and then tossed it towards Ilse. "You'll need as many bullets as possible." Fatin said as she pushed her way to the front of her mercenaries. "This seems so much like 300 Spartans! But, we'll survive, I hope." When Stryfe heard those words, she was reminded of the many times the Aschen claimed that and were forced to retreat. "Tear gas..." She muttered, rubbing her eyes. "They could be trying to flush us out or keep us in, any ideas...?"

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"That works too!"

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Stryfe raised an eyebrow. "Don't we have to do something to be considered terrorists?" Stryfe asked, the know-it-all in her was showing when she decided to speak further. "Terrorism can be violence against civilians for military or political objectives." Stryfe called out, "Take note. We did not attack a bar full of civilians and claim that a private military company are the actual terrorists." Stryfe said this mostly to Ilse and anyone else close by. "Let's go..." Stryfe said, stepping out of the bar with the others following.

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Stryfe raised an eyebrow, "They shouldn't be claiming we're terrorists with no proof and trying to kill us with nukes." Stryfe said, trying to add to the conversation. "What is this wall they speak of...?" She asked anyone that could answer. "There is a hole in that story!" She called out, "Why would we hire someone to commit a murder for us? We're mercenaries."

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Stryfe raised an eyebrow, "Where is the proof?" Stryfe asked, "We are also not lazy. At least, I'm not." She said, "I run the Invictus alongside two other people every single day." She said.

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Stryfe sighed a sigh of relief. They didn't have to fire a shot, and it seemed that the people of Gambit's Bar were safe for now. Even though she didn't get to prevent the deaths of her enemies, which made her frown. "I think I'm going to go home and arrange to figure out why Izumi and Kazen were arrested. Anodyne... look after Ilse here." Stryfe glanced at the woman, Ilse, and gave her a smile. "I'll do that." She said.

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Stryfe sat herself down at a chair across from Sophia, making sure Kroger was pulled down beside her while Anodyne stood off to the side watching the patrons of the bar. "I am well. I have been working. I had to do a lot more than I usually would have. But, the old help has returned, so it's all good." Stryfe told Sophia, "I have to ask, The Eyes, has he made contact with you?" Stryfe raised an eyebrow, she was curious. "Oh!" She poked Kroger in the chest, mostly because he was being too quiet. "This Izumi's father. General Kroger Jeru ibn Haggai."

"Hello." Kroger said to Sophia with a smile. "I've heard a little about you."

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