[OOC: Reposting character profiles.. damn ..-hunts through thread-]
Name: Alice Walker (Street Name- Kiki)
Race: Chambion (half human/half succubus)
Appearance: [Normal Appearance] Her under cover appearance varies day by day, and she owns a assortment of wigs,contacts, and outfits to accomodate the work.
Personality: Normally she is a very sweet, innocent, and even bubbley. She is a very social butterfly and enjoys meeting people. Despite this, sex is a topic she discusses as if talking about what she had for breakfast the day before and does not understand why people get so flustered over the topic. However, the moment she dons hwer wig and make up her personality drastically changes and she puts on the persona of Kiki, the shameless and flirty Prostitute who'll moonlit, now and then, as a drug mule. She also tends to eat a lot, and can always be found munching on something fatty when not working.
Weapons: Pocket .380 Pistol- Being under cover she can't carry any big weapons usually, so her standard issue 9 mm stays locked in her locker at the police station. Instead she carries her Pcoket pistol in a small purse on her when she's walking. OC Spray- A can of OC spray (a bit stronger than pepper spray) is also carried in her purse. Depending on the outfit, she may carry a knife or two on her person.
Position: Undercover (Prostitute/ Drug Mule)- When she's not pulling a job, she's usually at her desk writing reports.
History: Alice has grew up a fairly normal kid. As a cambion her succubus mother was not very keen on raising her and left her in the care of her father, a Police officer. He raised her the best he could doing his best to repress her Succubus tendencies. Unfortunately, doing so, led to the alter ego Kiki. Kiki first appeared when Alice was in middle school, and further came into her own as she got older and her farther tried to repress those sexual tendencies. Eventually she got an outlit by moonlighting as a prostitute under a disguises. Surprisingly, it was this dual life style she managed to balance with school and work was what brought her father to suggest she try out for the police academy. Alice jumped at the chance. She's never looked back since. Kiki got her outlet, and she got to do good things for the city, and all guilty free! Recently she's been finding Kiki's personality blending into her own, and it has begun to worry her a little. She has yet to bring this up to anyone though. Usually she would have spoken to her father about it, but he died three years prior KIA on a job. He was the former team leader of the SWAT team.
Alice was recently placed on the case of Isara, who went missing during a break out at the station. She took the job eagerly mostly to get her mind off the strange, slightly building emotions that were stirring for Nick Valor, a rookie SWAT officer she broke her 'do-not-sleep-with-co-workers" rule for. Now, desperate to rid herself of the starting of strange emotions, she's thrown herself to the wolves- or in this case, Big Bad Wolf- Diego Vance. Teetering on the edge of betraying her co-workers at the station and the security that Vance is offering her, she seems to be slowly digging herself into but a deeper hole.
Name: Raven Wolshire
Race: Human- Robotic Prosthetics
Personality: loud, flirty, rebellious, adrenaline junky, and cocky
Weapons: Standard issued 9mm Glock, Robotic Prosthetics that include small laser guns, and other little nic-nacks
Position: Under Cover Agent (specialty sex trafficking/ Drug Dealers)
History: Raven has always been quite adventureous and was always known to take risks. He joined the police academy straight out of high school, and took the fast track to the job that would allow him the most freedom- under cover agent. He was good at it too. At least until he dug a little too far. A job posing as an undercover biker for a known drug dealing biker gang, he was in deep for nearly ten years of his career. They were finally about to make their bust was he was outted by another agent to the gang, forcing him to make the bust earlier than the original plan. It was quite the violent exchange involving plenty of gun fire and a lot of crashed vehicles. Nevertheless, the drug king pin they were after was indeed caught, but at the cost of his right leg and left arm. It was quite a loss and he had even gone through an entire year of depression when they told him he would have to resign from his job- take a desk job. Luckily, a break came through when he was offered to try an experimental technolgy for robotic prosthetics. The prosthetics look no different from the flesh and bone counter part on the outside, but make no mistake that they are very, very robotic. Raven was back on his feet and back in the job in no time. Technically he's still supposed to be on convalescent leave until he had adjusted to the limbs completely, but he refused to rest and agreed to take the less dangeorus job as look out for other undercover agents and jobs until he fully adjusted to his new limbs.
Recently, Raven has come to terms with his growing emotions for none other than his boss, the Chief of Police. He had always admired her after she sat through hours upon hours of his shouting and ranting while he was in the hospital. No matter how often her cursed her, insulted her, screamed at her, she had always come back at the same time every day to see how he was. Despiteh is behavior then, he was always greatful for her dedication. Now, it seems there may have been more to Jacy's daily visits than he originally thought. Emotions stirring between the two have left him feeling stronger and stronger for the woman by the minute, but whispers from her past of a lover taken from her makes him unsure if this relationship is worth pursuing. Deciding to throw caution to the wind though, he's willing to risk his heart and his life to see where this leads.
Name: Carlos "Carl" Rodriguez
Race: Garou (aka Lycan, Werewolf)
(Lupus = wolf form)
(Similar to Lupus, but much larger-think small horse- and more prehistoric in appearance)
(height is well over 10 ft)
Personality: Much like his Partner, Raven, Carl is a very free spirit however he has a good more measure of responsbility. While Raven is known as a "player" Carl would be considered his halaroius wing-man. Most people don't take him seriously outside of his job, which he is fine with and actually prefers.
Weapons: Standard issue 9mm Glock, Two identical daggers with 5 inch blades and zip cord hooks on the hilts that can hook together, or can be used to retract the blade if thrown.
Position: Leader of Undercover unit Team Delta (Alice & Raven)
History: Carlos has been an under cover agent for well over 15 years, having worked his way up from a typical street gang banger to traffic cop and busted his ass to get as far as he had and is probably one of the best at his job, if not the best. He probably could have gone into acting with how convincing his disguises were and his ability to just 'take on a character', but he did not. Not too much is known about him since Carl rarely talks about himself and keeps his private life just that, private. He's firm believer in keeping his home life and work life seperate. Unknown all, save the Chief of Police and Raven, he does had a son Daniel. Many would not think Carl would be a good father with how he never seems to take anything seriously, but surprisingly he takes being a father quite serious. He's quite intent on raising his son well, especially since he's doing it on his own.
"I'm always fine, Raven. I'll probably hate it more tomorrow, but I'm alright....For what it's worth, I'm sorry...I never wanted you to get dragged into this mess," Jacy sat herself behind her desk and lit up on cue.
Raven wanted to tell her she had not dragged him into anything, that he had come like a happy blind puppy, and he didn't regret it, but as he opened his mouth to speak he noted Jacy's attention drawn. He followed it to the door where Wong stood.
"Must be important," Jacy muttered after the officer told her Harper was wanting to see her.
Raven debated on following, but he wasn't sure. She was in Chief mode at this point, and he wasn't sure if he had shaken off enough of the fear from seeing her unconscious from his mind just yet to play the role of subordinate, so, he let her go without following. He would get his nerves together first...
And now that the adranaline was wearing off, he realized he was a bit on the trembling side. Had seeing JAcy as pale as death, motionless, been that scary? Evidently so.
"You alright, hermano?" Carl's voice cut through the silence, drawing Raven's eyes from the drawer JAcy had tucked that photoframe away in.
"Ah, yeah," he replied and tore his eyes away from the desk. "Just comin' off the high."