Naomi Robinson 
Emplacement actuel: Squad 914 Camp


Se tenant debout avec une posture redressée et des bras placés derrière elle, Naomi écouta en silence le discours du commandant. Il avait été clair que Vychenko tentait d'adoucir la conversation pour instiller le patriotisme au sein de ceux qui se trouvaient devant lui, mais Naomi--malgré son dégoût pour de tels mots--refusé de bouger ou de détourner son regard de peur qu'elle ne se compromette elle-même ou quelque ordre que ce soit ses supérieurs au Royaume-Uni et maintenant l'Union soviétique ait donné Naomi. Quoi qu'il en soit, cela n'avait pas empêché Naomi de se froisser le nez dans le dégoût en entendant qu'il devait y avoir des Allemands--Krauts comme elle les appelait--dans leurs rangs. Rien de plus que des menteurs, des violeurs, des voleurs, et surtout, des meurtriers de sang-froid, Naomi pensait, se serrer les mains derrière le dos en poings comme les souvenirs passés ont refait surface, rappelant à l'agent les terribles événements qu'elle et le peuple de l'Empire britannique ont été forcés d'expérimenter aux mains des Allemands.
Alors qu'il a terminé son discours, leur commandant a détourné leur regard vers la droite avec un mouvement de son bras. Une rangée d'officiers en uniforme se tenait dans l'ordre, chacun tenant ce qui devait être leur affectation. Aucun des officiers n'était accueillant, mais le regard troublant qui avait rencontré Naomi alors qu'elle s'approchait pour recevoir ses documents avait montré qu'ils avaient également survécu au procès par le feu, mais aussi qu'il existait une lueur d'espoir pour ceux qui ont été choisis pour être à l'écart de l'escouade nouvellement formée. Leur apparence brutale et impitoyable a rappelé à Naomi son père, et elle a commencé à se demander si--par hasard--il était toujours là, vivant et en train de frapper. Le Troisième Reich avait rapidement dépassé les forces qui avaient contre leurs soldats en France, et son père avait disparu depuis l'expédition désastreuse. Malheureusement, c'était une possibilité avec peu de chance d'exister, et tout ce qui restait à Naomi était d'espérer que son père était vivant pour voir ce qu'un fier soldat sa fille était devenu.
En s'éloignant des officiers, Naomi a rapidement jeté un coup d'œil sur les documents qu'on lui a remis dans une zone isolée de la pièce. En aucun cas Naomi n'était un loup solitaire, mais elle avait voulu rassembler des renseignements (comme l'était l'une de ses fonctions) sur ses camarades sans que quelqu'un la distrait du reste. Deux Krauts, un certain nombre de Soviets, et un Vietnamien... Naomi réfléchissait à ceux qui se conversaient à l'intérieur de la salle de réunion. Alors que son regard rencontrait les deux Allemands conversant, Naomi sentit un sourire sur son visage alors qu'elle remarquait la tenue de l'homme bruissant. Porté de terre, son uniforme pénal a laissé croire à Naomi que les Soviétiques faisaient quelque chose de bien. La machine de guerre allemande avait infligé tant de douleurs et de souffrances ainsi que des effusions de sang et la mort à des familles innocentes, et Naomi a tenu ferme avec sa détermination à ce que les Allemands soient forcés de payer pour leurs péchés et leurs crimes.
Name: Naomi Robinson
Age: 20 Years Old
Gender: Female
DOB: June 17th, 1927
Hometown: York, United Kingdom

Theme


Appearance
Standing at a modest one hundred and sixty centimeters and weighing a total of fifty-four kilograms, Naomi Robinson is a fit female with fair skin, although caked dirt and grime conceals most of her youthful appearance. Her blonde hair is cut short right before the shoulders, while Naomi's irises are a gentle blue reminiscent of the waters of the English Channel. With a white undershirt, Naomi wears a traditional British garb consisting of black combat boots, camouflaged fatigues and a red beret, although it is clear that each piece has seen better days. Layered over her person by strap or belt loop, various satchels and pouches are used to store field supplies, along with any ammunition Naomi has scavenged from fallen German soldiers while on the Eastern Front.

Personality
A tried and true patriot, Naomi takes great pride in the British crown and holds the United Kingdom in high regard. As such, Naomi detests Germans after what happened to her family and her country's people, and while she has no problems with working with German defectors or resistance, the bombing of the United Kingdom is still fresh in her mind and results in a heavy heart full of hatred. Years worth of skirmishing in Eastern Europe has emotionally drained Naomi, and she dislikes those who are "talking bollocks" (i.e. nonsense) or beating around the bush, and would rather get straight to the point instead of trying to sweeten up a conversation.
Except in the case of Germans, Naomi is a friendly soul to her comrades, but she is likely not to grow attached to any of them. Naomi has learned that with war comes a wave of death, and after a potential love interest died in her arms, she is hesitant to form any lasting relationships outside the context of fighting. This hesitance often makes Naomi appear distant from her comrades, although she knows this is for the best lest she take up the bottle as comfort after having another person she cares for die in her front of her eyes. In the end, Naomi does whatever she can to keep her sanity, especially with the chance that she might never see those in 914 again through the course of the war until it is won.

Relationships
N/A; Will be updated as RP progresses.

Classification
Soldier Class: Specialist
While Naomi has more or less intergrated into the Soviet military, her equipment remains predominantly British. However, while she favors the use of British weaponry, Naomi has no qualms with Soviet weaponry and its usage on the battlefield.
Primary Weapon: Sten MK IIS, chambered in 9x19mm Parabellum (9mm Luger)
Secondary Weapon: Welrod Pistol, chambered in 9x19mm Parabellum (9mm Luger)
Melee Weapon: Fairbairn-Sykes Fighting Knife
AoE Weapon: 3x Molotov Cocktails

Experimental Gear
During the design of the SHG-48, Soviet Inventor Atyre Ushaeke was inspired mid-testing by the compression of gas assisted support equipment as seen in the handgun given to Aleyev. Whilst in a training incident, the prototype compression canisters exploded, launching one of his assistants across the hall with not too many serious injuries. The design for the SHG-48 was mostly based upon Spanish materials, but the inspiration he was given allowed him to design something completely from scratch and from within his own and incredible mind. Here, the SDJM-48 came into the picture.
The Short-Distance Jump Mechanism, commonly referred to as the SDJM-48, the 'Jump-Pack' or the 'Thrust-Suit', was designed to launch the user under controlled conditions over a short distance, being a few meters. This was the ideal invention Atyre had in mind for combating fast-paced movement across rooftops in urbanized areas for marksmen. However, during its design and testing, he realized that the suit itself served great use of dashing between streets, cover and battlefields for short distances, as well as launching the user into the air by a few meters to assist in climbing and scaling unreachable edges. This allowed Atyre to think of better uses. And so, through even more testing, ones that nearly didn't meet the deadline of the activation of Squad-914, he tested it on CQC courses and found them to be just as, if not more, effective when ran by a infantryman as a Marksman would use it.
The SDJM-48 uses larger compression tanks built into the backpack slots. The backpack contains two ports for the canisters to sit within, much like how a double-barreled shotgun holds its cartridges, and feeds its compression tanks into mainly the back, leg or arm ejection systems. The backpack itself is not big at all, and is more part of the suit, but is detachable at most. The rest of the invention is mostly dependent on the user itself. An exo-skeletal frame is fitted specifically for the user's body, to prevent the enemy using it against them if captured, which hold nozzles to eject the huge bursts of pressure and force to propel them slightly.
In addition to this, emergency, and far smaller, canisters can be fitted into a compartment on each arm and leg, acting as a single thruster on each limb. Whilst this seems an advantage, these have to be triggered directly via pressing a trigger button on each limb. These problems are yet to be fixed, but it is still a prototype feature to the prototype equipment. As for the main source of compressed force, but hitting a button on the hip, the user can initiate the upward thrust if pressed on the right side. If the left side is pressed, the force is directed behind the user, helping them move forward towards things like cover and other rooms quicker, most effective when sliding. These are triggered by pistol-triggers retrofitted to the gear to remove any, or the vast majority, of accidental activation. A small timed delay allows the user to brace their body and get into position to move.

Background
Born to a British officer and a seamstress, Naomi was allotted a bountiful life in the streets of York alongside her two older brothers. While her mother wished Naomi to take over the family's business as a seamstress, she had dreams of being on the stage, regaling the patriotic tales of her father and other servicemen that had served in the Great War. Her siblings would often pick on Naomi for showing such a patriotic attitude, given that the United Kingdom had just fought through a devastating and bloody war, but also because she was a woman, and that it was a man's duty to be there for their country. However, each time her brothers would bully Naomi, her father would take her side, scolding both of his boys as he took pride in Naomi's backbone and loyal support for the country he had bled for.
By the late 1930s, appeasement had begun to fail and by 1939, the United Kingdom, allied with France, was now at a state of war. Her brothers were soon drafted and her father returned to service, leaving only a twelve year old Naomi and her mother in York. Horror ensued from what letters her mother and the people of York were receiving from the front lines, but Naomi attempted to keep the public in support of the war by using her gifted voice and patriotic spirit, but it was an uphill battle. France soon fell, and the Battle of Britain had soon began with what was left of the expeditionary forces against the Nazi hordes as the skies were blotted with various bombers and fighters such as the Heinkel HE 111 and the Spitfire Mk I dishing out hatred and anger in numerous aerial dogfights and bombing raids.
For Britain, this was a dark time, but for the Robinsons, it was to be even darker. With Naomi's father still missing and Lucas--the middle brother--confirmed KIA after the disastrous mainland expedition, the war continued to take more souls from the Robinson family. Callum, the oldest brother, was shot down by the Germans over the London skies, and a mere week later her mother was killed in the family business by a bomb while Naomi was away at a sleepover. Now left alone in the world and with an infuriated passion to hold the Germans responsible, Naomi was forced to wander the streets of York as a newly minted orphan. However, the Special Operations Executive had heard of a young girl with a fiery spirit in York, and quickly set out to bring Naomi into their fold.
While Naomi was still young and under the age for active service, the SOE ignored the rules in Naomi's favor and for confidential reasons to implement her as one of their operatives. Given weapons training and taught survival skills, Naomi soon learned that she had a knack for easily picking up foreign languages, and could learn them with hardly any effort. This ability and her age soon landed her place in Operation Lovejoy, using her youth to fool the Germans and to act as a universal translator for the agents as they delivered top secret documents and blueprints to the Soviets. While this mission was considered a success, unfortunately a British prisoner of war was executed along the way. Nevertheless, the agents continued to progress with their orders, and left for what was once Poland to aid the resistance that was fighting German regulars that had occupied their homeland since the start of the war.
Linking up with the Armia Krajowa, or in other terms, the Polish Home Army, the agents attempted to contact the United Kingdom to confirm the mission's success, but no answer had came. Multiple attempts were tried, but neither the agents or resistance fighters could radio in, each of them unknowingly aware that the United Kingdom had capitulated under a massive invasion by Axis forces. Believing that the Germans were blocking communications, the agents decided to follow orders as planned, and began to sortie against German installations and troops, where Naomi was given her first taste of battle as a soldier. While Naomi followed the training she was given back in England, she was soon known to be more ruthless against the Germans--even if they surrendered--in a nature akin to the various Polish resistance movements, as anger swelled in her veins against the soldiers that had killed her family.
Not long after rallying with the Armia Krajowa, Naomi would begin to take an interest in a young resistance fighter by the name of Mieszko Michalek, who was only a few winters older than her. Despite the depressing state of the world, Mieszko--affectionately named Mie by Naomi--would always bring laughter to her, and some of the older veterans would joke that the two were lovebirds. While neither of them had refused to admit that they were in love, the two would spend the time allowed to relax together by the fire or any other place suitable to be alone with one another, leading to plenty of rumors circulating around them. However, in war, anything can change, and began to do so by 1944, not long after the Germans introduced the first walking tank.
The development of the walking tank was something incredible, but it was also devastating. The machine brought hell onto the resistance fighters and the agents, pushing them further back towards the Soviet border. It was one of these instances when Mieszko would bleed to death in Naomi's arms, shattering her perception of reality as she held his bloody corpse. Taking his broken watch, Naomi was forced to flee the battlefield with those that remained, and hid within the shattered villages and towns of old Poland. The agents attempted to continue their mission, but sorties and sabotage soon became unheard of as the Germans began to whittle away who remained, until Naomi was left alone once more in the world--this time without comrades.
Thankfully, a stroke of luck had finally appeared for Naomi, who was certain her death was coming soon. A squad of VDV soldiers had landed nearby, and were clearing out a small village guarded by the Germans. Clearing house to house, the Soviets met Naomi in a dramatic stand off as the door was kicked in and guns were pointed. After a few words in broken English, and then Russian, the parties that realized that they were allied soldiers to one another, and Naomi began to help the Soviets finish the cleanup in the village. Their leader was appreciative of her help, and offered Naomi a ride back to their base. Seeing as it would be the best option, Naomi accepted and soon joined up with the Soviet forces, eventually leading to her placement in Squad 914.

Experience
Basic Training: 3 Months - Pre 1942
Operation Lovejoy: Success - 1942
Aid to the Polish Resistance: 1942 - 1947

Family
Father: Henry Robinson - Status: Unknown
Mother: Emilia Robinson - Status: Deceased
Brother: Callum Robinson - Status: Deceased
Brother: Lucas Robinson - Status: Deceased
Love Interest: Mieszko Michalek - Status: Deceased