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| | ==Background/Bio== | | ==Background/Bio== |
| − | Patience was born on Albion, and almost immediately her family saw she was odd. She knew things she had no good reason to know, and she saw things before they were happened. Already in their small town people were starting to talk. For the well off Albion family this talk was uncomfortable, and perhaps dangerous. Her mother, worried for Patience, arranged for her to be sent for her companion training on Shion while before Patience attracted the wrong kind of attention. The Guild knew how to train and protect Readers. Her ability to read a room, to notice the little things that many people missed, led the Guild to focusing her training, a little less time spent on the standard Companion skills and little more spent on those that would allow her to work as a detective. There were in the Verse many people who wanted a Companion who could help them with complicated situations. As arm candy for the powerful few people noticed her investigating. | + | Patience was born on Albion, and sent for her companion training on Shion while still young. Her mother saw the signs of Patience being a Reader and knew the Guild could protect her. |
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| − | Patience enjoyed a few successful years as the Guild's foremost Detective. She learned many secrets during that time, but was sworn to confidentially in service of the guild.
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| − | Everything changed the day that an Hua Zhao Alliance Admiral, who had hired her only for her Companion Skills (Patience was her type), brought Patience into a room full of politicians and Blue Sun Executives. There was something in the air, she thought, and she was pulling secrets from the minds of those around her without even trying. Too many secrets.
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| − | Afterwards she thought she was okay, that she would hold all she had learned to herself, but someone must have realized what had happened. Maybe there had been another reader in the room, or maybe she had let something slip. Either way a few days later some people came to kill her. They made a mistake, did not realize she was as much a killer as any of them. With her Second Best Pistol she put them all down. She hid the bodies and cleared her schedule, grabbing the first ship out to the Rim. She wanted to be a moving target, far from the centers of power, while she made worked out her next move.
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