Les choses avaient été... différentes ces derniers temps. Un sentiment de malaise croissant parmi toutes les parties, aux yeux d'Isaïe. Il semblait que les civils étaient plus rigides, et pour de bonnes raisons. Au fur et à mesure que la résistance s'insurgeait, le régime commencerait logiquement à réprimer les libertés, comme tout système fasciste tendait à le faire. Isaïe avait commencé à dépendre davantage du scoutisme à l'avance, et ses courses d'approvisionnement étaient devenues de plus en plus dangereuses. "J'ai besoin d'un partenaire..." Il a grondé à lui-même, sachant qu'une seconde paire d'yeux rendrait les choses tellement plus faciles.
La vie pour Ésaïe n'avait pas été facile. Né d'une famille pauvre, il a été poussé dans un esclavage proche, travaillant de longues heures aussi tôt qu'il le pouvait, jusqu'à ce qu'il soit épuisé. Mais Ésaïe avait toujours été bon pour s'échapper et se cacher, et c'était tout aussi vrai quand il était enfant. Il a évité le travail dans la mesure du possible, et la mauvaise tenue des dossiers signifie qu'il n'a pas toujours été manqué. C'est ainsi qu'il a développé son habileté à éviter les yeux, quelque chose qu'il pratique presque tous les jours, et qu'il a aussi longtemps qu'il peut se souvenir. C'était dommage que sa maison ait été anéantie, mais maintenant... rien ne l'empêcherait de faire tout ce qu'il pouvait pour saboter les efforts du Régime pour écraser la résistance.
Isaïe était dans les forêts, quelque part pas trop loin de Jackson. Un œil vigilant, le jeune homme avait suivi un chasseur, l'un des membres du Régime qui a cherché le pokémon sauvage et les a capturés pour les utiliser plus tard. Mais quelques heures plus tôt, Isaïe avait perdu la piste, et sans un pokémon pour l'aider à suivre l'homme, Isaïe était perdu. Il n'avait pas été formé pour suivre les signes, et alors que la logique l'avait poussé loin, il était incapable de trouver d'autres indices. Pas un pour abandonner, Isaïe avait continué à pousser vers Jackson, ne sachant pas que l'homme était devant lui.
Niamh Reimer


Face Claim: Barbara Palvin
We cannot attribute to fortune or virtue that which is achieved without either.
—Niccolo Machiavelli
 {Lana Del Rey — Born to Die}  |  {Halsey — Colors} 

The Road is Long, We Carry On
Ω Full-Birth Given Name Ω
Niamh Elin Reimer
Ω Preferred Name | Nickname Ω
Niamh. Reimer while on-duty.
Ω Sex Identification Ω
Heterosexual Female
Ω Established In Ω
September 21st, 2326 — 20
Ω Place of Birth Ω
Los Angeles, California
Ω Also Knowing Ω
”I’m nicer when I’m off-duty.”

Try to Have Fun in the Meantime
Ω Rebel or Regime? Ω
Regime, Rebel-sympathizer
Ω Pokemon Companion Ω
A Sableye named Lennox and a Regime-assigned Metang
Ω History with Pokemon Ω
The Sableye was a neighborhood rumour, and Niamh didn’t catch a glimpse of it until she was 12 and her family home was being ransacked by the Regime for valuables. Furious at the Regime, Niamh had half a mind to just bury the valuables when she’d seen the drooling Pokemon. After feeding a jewelry box of gems to the Sableye, she’d been graced by his presence more often, and she soon found a strange sort of company with the Pokemon that was easier to hide than others, being able to phase through walls and melt into shadows and all.
Niamh’s Metang is her assigned Pokemon, with an ID number of MT1938. Being largely metal, the Pokemon lacks personality and Niamh just uses it as transportation and to fulfill her assignments.
Niamh once owned a Growlithe named Ayden back when she was 14 and in the lowest tiers of the Regime military, the Patrol Troops. As her duty was to patrol Regime land, she and her Growlithe spent much time together and soon became friends, albeit secretly. The puppy Pokemon was her dearest friend during her early days in the Regime, and she was heartbroken when she had to part with him. As most Pokemon have their memories blanked when passing through Regime headquarters, Niamh considers Ayden to be gone.
Ω Short Biography Ω
Niamh was born into a family of scientists that had been relatively prominent before the Regime took over. During the wars they’d fought against the Regime and aided the rebels, and that was their downfall. Niamh’s parents now live day-to-day serving the Regime and helping them design their Pokemon-trapping technology, never a thought of rebellion on their minds despite how badly they are treated, and it disgusts Niamh even though she still loves them.
As the child of Regime supporters, she was recruited to join the Regime forces at age 14 when she was first given a Growlithe. Before that she’d attended the Regime academy where children are brainwashed to support them, but Niamh was able to tell truth from lies because she’d heard enough lies at home. She graduated two years early after mastering the skills necessary and was therefore allotted a Pokemon early as well.
Over time, Niamh’s intelligence and aptitude for tracking down Pokemon became apparent, and she was switched to the Investigative Squads whose duty was to hunt down possible Pokemon and alert the Hunting Squads of them. At age 17, her Growlithe was confiscticated and she was given a Metang instead for this role. She now serves out her days in the squad, living in Regime headquarters where she aids Rebel forces when possible.
Ω Persona Ω
Before she discovered the horrors of the Regime, Niamh was a curious and kind-hearted child in a relatively wealthy and comfortable home. After she started attending the academy, however, Niamh quickly discovered that her world was a lie built on others’ suffering, and she quickly became reserved and cold. Her gentle side only came out towards her first Pokemon, but after he was confiscated Niamh withdrew into herself even more. There are cracks in her mask of indifference and contempt, but one would be hard-pressed to find them.
Her brilliance and sheer aptitude for learning and making logical leaps has allowed Niamh to excel throughout her academy years. When she passed the graduation test at age 14, she was allowed to select between joining the research department or signing up for the Regime military. She chose the latter because joining the military meant she would be allotted a Pokemon even though her mind is arguably more suited for the former.
Niamh is sharp-tongued and sees no point in honor in current times. She’d much rather save her own skin that someone else’s and doesn’t care much for innocence or guilt. However, all above principles go out the window should the downfall of the Regime be related. When it comes to bringing down the institution that controlled her life from before she existed, Niamh is all in, no matter the cost.
Ω Physical Description Ω
At slim 5’9” with lean muscle from field work, Niamh usually keeps her light brown hair tied back so that it’s not in her way. Weighing roughly 121 lb, Niamh wouldn’t be considered intimidating if one doesn’t see her piercing blue eyes. She often frowns and only pulls mocking or polite smiles when needed.