DH: Aeron Bowen

First things first: I'm totally fine with RPing yuri, but would like to say to anyone who's interested that I haven't RPed any kind of romance for a very long time, so you'll probably have to be patient while I get my bearing a bit.

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Name : Aeron Bowen
Year : Sophomore

Status : Approved

Age : 16

Height : 4' 11"

Nationality : Welsh

Quote : "Target eliminated!"

Weapon of choice : Rifle [Long Range]

Personality : The best word to describe Aeron would be mellow. She's very patient, able to remain calm in most situations, and has a generally friendly nature. However, that isn't to say she can't be pushed into a panic; for example, she's scared of them, and therefore can only remain calm when a good distance away.

Despite having some talent for strategy, Aeron is a follower, not a leader. She can happily take orders without question, and often ends up hero worshipping those in positions of power that she respects. Aeron is loyal, and the type of girl to stick to her word. This makes her very reliable, as it takes extreme circumstances to get her to not do what she's said she will. However, these traits sometimes lean into 'doormat' territory, as the orders do not necessarily have to be something she agrees with for her to follow them.

Socially, Aeron is not overly extroverted, but she does prefer to be in the company of at least a few friends most of the time. She's a good listener, and therefore tends to wait for her turn in conversations rather than what she sees as butting in.

When she is shooting, she prefers to have a partner who can either fight at a closer range to help keep distance between her and the enemy, or, when she is sniping, to act as a spotter. In teams, she often takes a supportive role, whether that be by handling information and communications, or by providing covering fire.

Background History : Aeron had a rather average life before the outbreak. She lived with her strict but kind father and her distant mother on a farm in Southern Wales. Her father felt that if she didn't have a change of atmosphere, she wouldn't aim for any goal other than inheriting the farm, and therefore began to look in to places she could learn some skills. Eventually, after some research, he discovered Belaya Rosa, and had her enrolled, feeling that the discipline of a military school could be good for her.

After starting at Belaya Rosa, Aeron discovered that she had a talent for both sharpshooting and managing information, and was working to improve these skills when the outbreak began.


Likes :
Old technology
Snow
Books
Farm animals

Dislikes :
Being alone
Restrictive clothing
Lack of space

RP Sample : I can switch between script and narrative styles as necessary, by the way, but I'm more comfortable with the latter (although I tend to get wordy)

_{You are in the campus' field complaining about your P.E class and the sweat. Everything seemed normal before you heard screams not far from you. A classmate of yours was pounced on by your Science teacher who started biting her, causing your classmate to bleed a lot. Your P.E teacher tried to do something about the ruckus but only ended in getting a bite on his ankle, making him fall on the ground, screaming. What will be your reaction?}

Aeron shared a small smile with her friend, who was complaining about how strenuous their shared class was; though she herself greatly respected all of their teachers, she agreed that the effort needed here was unnecessarily cruel.

Their conversation, was interrupted sharply by the sounds of some other classmates screaming. Aeron span quickly toward the sound, only to witness a slightly younger girl pinned beneath their science teacher. For a moment, she wondered what on earth was happening, the blood quickly pooling beneath the pair indicating that something was horribly, horribly wrong.

She turned to the P.E. Teacher, to see if he would give them instructions, wondering if this was meant to be a trick to test them, only to see him rushing toward the girl on the ground, who was oddly silent, and the other teacher. Quicker than a blink, a hand shot out, grasping the teacher's ankle and pulling, dragging him to the ground. Aeron did not see entirely what happened next, but suddenly distinctly masculine screams were filling the air too.

Aeron did not know what was happening, but suddenly, she wanted to be farther away from it. Wrapping her fingers around her motionless, shocked, friend, she began to step backwards. “We have to move away, come on...” she whispered, lightly tugging the other girl back. Hopefully, someone would be with them soon to help.



Extras:
orz I rushed this for some reason.

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