"     your  Confidence  Is     ...     "     he  Fights  For  A  Way 

𝟶𝟶𝟷.   𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂   ...

⋯⋯⋯   GENERAL DETAILS.

FULL NAME:   guinevere lovelace. NICKNAME(S):   neve (if you must use a nickname, this is preferred), winnie (reserved for family). ALIAS:  previously known as agent bloodhunter. AGE:   twenty9. DATE OF BIRTH:   august 5. PLACE OF BIRTH:   seattle. CURRENT LOCATION:   apex city, washington. GENDER:   questioning. PRONOUNS:   she/they. ORIENTATION:   bisexual. OCCUPATION:   reporter for apex news network. EDUCATION LEVEL:   bachelor's degrees in journalism and political science. 

⋯⋯⋯   PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

HEIGHT:   5'10. TATTOOS:   none. PIERCINGS:   ears. SCARS: many on her left shoulder / arm and others scattered about. STYLE:   sleek, striking, bold. enjoys a dramatic overcoat or statement piece. incredibly fond of accessorizing.

⋯⋯⋯   HEALTH.

ALLERGIES:   none. SLEEPING HABITS:   average. incredibly light sleeper. never sets an alarm as she just seems to wake up when she needs to.  EATING HABITS:   well. meal preps. SOCIABILITY:   7/10.  interrogative and prying though she keeps a front up to make herself / her questions seem unassuming DRINKING / SMOKING / DRUGS:   socially   /   no   /   no. RADIANT STATUS:  n/a. solaris failed to work. OTHER:   hard of hearing in left ear.

⋯⋯⋯   PERSONALITY.

LABELS / TROPES:   intrepid reporter, reluctant hero, fallen hero, action survivor, undercover as herself, badass normal, deadpan snarker, hidden heart of gold, undying loyalty INSPIRATIONS:   lois lane (dc comics), veronica mars (veronica mars), karen page (marvel) TRAITS:   determined, resourceful, compassionate, scrupulous, stubborn, distrustful, impulsive, resentful, envious, closed-off, pragmatic, adaptable, observant, driven, independent LIKES:   coffee, traveling, martial arts. DISLIKES:   red tape, being underestimated, sensationalism. WEAKNESSES:  impulsivity, severe trust issues, difficulty with authority, emotional guardedness, tendency to shoulder burdens alone. STRENGTHS:   investigative skills, resilience, adaptability, resourcefulness, negotiation, martial arts. FEARS:   betrayal, powerlessness, loud noises. HABITS:   checking her surroundings / checking for exits, strict routine, double/triple checking any information, carrying a weapon at all times, limiting true / deep personal connection. HOBBIES:   martial arts, cooking, cryptic / logic puzzles, urban exploration.

⋯⋯⋯   FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.

MOTHER:   evelyn lovelace,  biomedical agent, whereabouts unknown. FATHER:   marcus lovelace,  psychiatrist, alive. SIGNIFICANT OTHER:   n/a. BEST FRIEND:   none.  EXES:   womp womp.  SIBLING(S):   elidyr lovelace, field agent, deceased.  CHILDREN:   none.  PET(S):   a betta fish, unnamed.

𝟶𝟶𝟸.   𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈 / 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂   … 

marcus and evelyn lovelace were part of mercy organization from its inception. evelyn in particular was a young researcher in biomedical who was part of the team that made solaris what it is today. a couple years before project genesis, she gave birth to her second child, guinevere. marcus was more hesitant about mercy and decided that it was best for him to raise her and her older brother, elidyr, in seattle while evelyn continued her work in apex city.

when guinevere turned fourteen, marcus was offered a position as a therapist in apex city, and the family was properly reunited. it wasn't surprising when eli joined mercy as a legacy junior agent a couple years later.

neve practically idolized both her parents and older brother and always assumed she'd follow in their footsteps. she excelled in her studies, driven mostly by an eagerness to make them all proud.

she studied journalism and political science before joining mercy as well. eli wasn't shy about being related to her, going as far as to help her train whenever he had the availability. their mother, however, decided it would be best if she stay out of the way of her children, though she occasionally checked up on them when possible and without raising suspicion of favoritism.

during her time as a junior agent, she forged a close bond with an agent who was in the same joining class as eli. both neve and this agent were driven by a shared sense of idealism and a desire to make a strong difference. when it was possible for them, the agent volunteered for project genesis and underwent the solaris treatment.

unfortunately they underwent a practically catastrophic transformation, emerging a changed person. when they'd previously been quite bright and optimistic, they'd become cold, calculating, and ruthless. they were given incredible powers but to neve on the outside, it seemed that it cost them their humanity.

neve began to distance herself from them out of concern for them as well as herself. still, she was chosen to come on what should have been a relatively easy mission that included their (former?) friend as well as elidyr along with another agent.

what should have been a routine recon mission spiraled out of control when the four agents' cover was blown and they were ambushed. off guard and outnumbered, the team were forced to fight for their lives as they fled. guinevere watched as the fourth agent fell dead, and then as their (former?) friend used elidyr as cover for the two of them to escape the immediate fight and find a way out. neve made the split second decision to detonate a cache of explosives they had discovered earlier, allowing them a distraction to escape the carnage, though the mission had clearly been an absolute failure as valuable intelligence was lost along with two agent lives.

haunted by these events, wallowing in blame, and tormented by the knowledge that she was somehow responsible for the death of her brother and another agent, she knew she should have left right then. however, she figured that if she was already so close to graduating from junior agent status, she may as well see it through and take solaris.

yeah... solaris didn't work for her. they waited weeks and it amounted to absolute zilch.

horrified by everything she experienced and disillusioned by project genesis and mercy as a whole, her decision to leave mercy behind and forge her own path was reinforced. she cut ties quickly and started up an anonymous blog regarding apex city as a whole.

also um at some point her mom went missing???? so she's also using what remains of her connections to figure that out.

a year ago, she was given a job interview at apex news network, and was hired as a reporter. she's determined to uncover what the hell is really going on, though she keeps that very much on the downlow as she doesn't want to seem too conspiracy theorist. for now she does her due diligence as a reporter and ex-mercy agent by utilizing what remains of her connection to mercy to get information that will be useful to the network.

𝟶𝟶𝟹.    𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂   ...

coming soon but $10 to anyone who wants to take up either marcus lovelace or the (former?) friend / current mercy agent. mwah <3

          "     i  have  spent  the  entire  night  telling  myself  it  could  be  worse.     "     this  is  the  most  honest  he's  been  to  himself  or  another  in  the  past  twenty-four  hours.  far  be  it  for  maxime  to  enjoy  anyone  else's  company  these  days,  but  domnhall  is  always  a  welcome  presence,  grounding  and  prudent  when  everything  seems  to  be  one  step  from  chaos.  corner  of  his  mouth  quirks  into  a  half  smile,  like  he's  sharing  an  inside  joke  with  an  old  friend.     "     i  don't  know  how  many  times  i  can  pull  off  pretending  to  take  a  phone  call  to  exit  mid-conversation  without  raising  suspicion.  tell  me  yours  has  been  better.  let  there  be  some  hope.     "

starter : dom ft. open @ sentinel electric governor's ball

agent merlin leans nonchalantly against a column, sipping at a glass of some wine most likely worth more than his weekly paycheck. he's just escaped a dull conversation with a few guests affiliated with assorted private companies — pawning them off on another agent with more knowledge of the field and technological aspects of the organisation. " how has your evening been thus far ? " he asks to the person approaching — initially preparing for the mental toll of conversation like four-dimensional chess, but relaxing a little as he sees they are another agent of mercy. not that his coworkers are that much easier to make conversation with, but the stakes are at least a little lower.

two things: I hate change and having my routines interrupted. I hate things being the same it’s boring

Ayo Edebiri as Sydney Adamu in The Bear — 2.04 "Honeydew" + 2.05 "Pop"

➥     status  :  open  +  ongoing  ...  ➥     location  :  mercy's  recreation  center

          not  a  full  ten seconds  pass  when  the  other  agent  walks  in  before  yejide  scrambles  to  her  feet  and  beelines  towards  them.     "     okay,  so,  hear me out.  i  know  everyone's  super  stressed  and  wants  to  make  sure  they're  getting  stuff  done  and  everything,  and  that's  cool  and  important  but  i  feel  like  people  are  driving  themselves  into  the  ground.     "     she  speaks  a  mile  a  minute,  her  pre-prepared  spiel  thrown  out  the  window  the  moment  she  had  someone  to  deliver  it  to.     "     i'm  proposing  an organization-wide  game  night.     "     a  finger  is  held  up  to  silence  them  before  they  have  a  chance  to  respond  and  she  looks  over  her  shoulder  at  the video  and  board  games  she  set  up  and  brushed  the  collected  dust  off.     "     i  think  it  has  a  chance  to  be  successful,  i  just  need  support.     "

          he'd  done  his  best  in  helping  out  where  he  could  during  the  evacuation.  it  was  too  much  going  on  for  him  to  negate  anyone's  pain  then  —  the  pandemonium  overwhelming  enough  to  leave  him  utterly  scrambled,  resorting  to  simply  evacuating  who  he  was  able.  now,  after  what  was  likely  a  fitful  rest  for  everyone  if  they  managed  to  get  any  at  all,  he  still  manages  to  meet  sinéad  as  he  said  he  would.  maxime  senses  the  burning  pain  she  radiates  before  he  even  catches  her  in  his  line  of  sight.  mouth  pressed  into  a  thin  line,  he  approaches  and  forgoes  any  greeting.     "     did  i  not  mention  that  you  should  pay  biomedical  a  visit  as  soon  as  possible     ?     "     what's  the  point  of  his  rank  if  no  one  fucking  listens     ?     "     i  can  grant  temporary  relief.  just  say  the  word.     "

@greatpain

returning battered and bruised from a ball wasn't an expected outcome for the tactical agent. chaos ensued and sinéad had been knocked over, most likely unintentionally, as people moved out of the hall. things around the organisation hadn't felt quite right and with what happened, it had only unsettled her further. she's made sure to leave her accommodation half an hour earlier than she would have to ensure a smooth transition, despite having a really bad night. sitting in her chair, the woman adjusts her position until she's as comfortable as can be. being bruised just made everything hurt more - there's a sense of doubt in her mind, that it's all mental considering they've all been under duress but even then, she can physically feel it as there's a burning sensation in her back and hip. it causes her to lean forward and plant her elbows on the table. show your face for a couple of hours and then you can get home and cry. "agent vitalis." she nods towards the other as soon as she could see him. he was the one who had helped her but she couldn't start trusting people now...

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @or4cles ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTMOIRAI  +  AGENTBYTE

          "     sitting  out  here  alone     ?     something  the  matter     ?     "     a  better  question  would  probably  be  what  isn't  the  matter.  their  brain  is  fried,  no,  disintegrated.  they're  holding  on  to  what  little  scraps  of  sanity  they  have  left,  vision  going  in  and  out  of  focus  the  longer  they  stay  up  researching  absolutely  nothing.  some  fresh  air  is  warranted,  even  if  the  spring  night  chill  has  her  wrapping  her  hoodie  around  herself.     "     d'you  wanna  talk     ?     i  can  also  offer  distractions.     "

➥     STATUS  :  CLOSED  @doghoods ➥     FEATURING  :  AGENTEPSILON +  AGENTBYTE

          it's  not  often  she  visits  the  medical  bay.  as  an  intelligence  agent,  the  worst  injury  she  deals  with  is  a  papercut.     (     call  her  retro  if  you  must,  she  prefers  seeing  things  out  physically.  helps  with  the  headaches  she's  never  gotten.     )     "     hey,  got  anything  for  migraines     ?     "     yejide  is  not  above  faking  an  ailment  for  information.  there's  worse  she's  done  to  sate  curiosity.     "     over-the-counter  stuff  never  works  for  me,  and  natural  remedies  are  failing.     "     not  even  a  half  second  pause  after  her  poor  explanation  before  she  jumps  coyly  into  the  real  reason  she's  ventured  so  far  away  from  intelligence.     "     those  images  that  were  shown...  real  weird  right     ?     is  any  of  that  possible     ?     like,  medically     ?     "

         "     oh,  trust  me,  i've  been  here  for  five  years  and  i  still  get  spun  around.    "     yejide  slips  her  phone  out  of  her  jeans  and  grins  at  ari.    "     i  made  a  mini  navigation  app  specifically  to  help  people  get  where  they're  trying  to  here.  i  can  help  you  figure  out  where  you're  headed  and  then  send  you  the  link     ?    "     the  application  was  birthed  from  boredom,  as  all  great  technologies  are.  her  sense  of  navigation  has  never  been  the  best,  managing  to  get  lost  even  when  it  is  virtually  impossible  to  do  so.    "     do  you  like  it  here  so  far     ?    "

open, the mercy hq courtyard, afternoon of may 3

"These are good digs you all have here. I was starting to think I might never find my way around." Ari gestured at the labyrinthine complex as they spoke to their companion, clearly still adjusting to the world of Mercy. It had been over a month now since the merger, but that didn't mean Ari felt at home yet, still getting to know both the headquarters and the people that worked within it. Never mind the fact that the newcomer didn't entirely feel they were wanted, despite their best efforts to change that. "How'd you ever get used to it? One wrong turn and it feels like I'm never gonna find my way out."