Dakota Cathcart

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Dakota Marie Cathcart

Dakota stands just at 5'6". Depending on the situation and what ever whim she happens to be in at the time her hair may be black, brown-blond, and even has been blue and purple at times. Short and long, it is more a matter of whim as to her hair style and color than to make a fashion statement. Slender but wiry, she carries herself arrogantly. She is cutting edge, not afraid to push the envelope. She hates failure in herself and others. Assertive to the point, some would say, of being a demanding B*.

Dakota Cathcart

Full name	Dakota Marie Cathcart
Date of Birth	Aug 03, 2510
Parents	Father: Major Stephen Cathcart (Alliance Marines) Mother: Brenda Cathcart
Siblings	Susan Lee Cathcart
Spouse	None
Children	None
Assignment	Pending
Gender	Female
Eyes and Hair	Blue-grey; Varies, most times black, has even had purple
Height and Weight	5'6" and 140
Status	Single
Education Information
Home school, various military schools, Alliance Academy
Military Service
Pending

History

All her life Dakota has known only two things, the Alliance and moving. Just weeks after being born on Londinium her father, a career Alliance officer, received transfer orders. And for the next 20+ years that is the life she has known.

Her father was considered a trouble shooter. If there was a problem that couldn't be rectified he was sent in to do it. Much to the chagrin of those opposed to the Alliance and those in the Alliance that needed straightening out. He earned this reputation purely by chance as his commander was killed during the Battle of Serenity Valley. He took command of the company, which was struggling to even hold back the Brown Coats to say the least, and made some quick and rapid changes. Not only did he reverse the fight they began to advance. There were rumors that said he actually shot two of his own men that refused to obey his orders and fight. Though this has never been proven.

So from Headquarters to the far reaches of the 'verse Dakota learned that nothing is ever permanent except for the Alliance. It also taught her, though at the time she did not recognize the talent, how to adapt and an uncanny knack to pick up all the slight nuances on speech and place them at the point of origin. Another valuable lesson was an ability to blend in easily and quickly to what ever gawd-awful backwater world they happened to move to.

Dakota grew up in a loving but disciplined household. But it was a household that centered on the Alliance. There were rules and they were to be followed. Period. No questions asked, no gray areas. Dakota inherited her father's drive. Which kind of ran in the lines of: Get the job done or get the hell out of the way so it can be done.

Dakota on the back water worlds, which she came to loath, was home schooled by her mother and when living in the core planets she was sent to the best of schools. She excelled in all. When she turned 18 she was granted access to the Alliance Academy. To no one's surprise she once again excelled. When singled out for additional classes in clandestine and special operations her true talents came to light. Each new task assigned to her pushed her to, and past, the expectations of her instructors.

At age 10 while on Ezra, Dakota was stung by a bee. No big deal, kids there always were getting stung. But what was not known was that Dakota was highly allergic to bee stings. Dakota nearly died. Were it not for the medic on a transport that just happened to be unloading goods she might have just perished right there. To this day Dakota is never with out her Epi Kit.

The only serious blemish on her record at the Academy was when she was placed in charge of leading a team into a simulated compound. At night the 4 team members crept into place. Near enough to hear the breathing of one of the 'guards', one team member decided to slap a bug that had bitten him and almost cost them the mission. But in the end they were successful. Returning to their barracks, Dakota calmly walked up to the offending recruit and proceeded to beat the snot out of him. Fists, the handle of a broom and a chair were all in use. In the end the male recruit, who was hands taller than she and nearly 100 pounds heavier, ended up with a broken jaw, broken arm and a severe concussion before the other recruits could (or dared) pull her off the fellow.

>>The results of the inquiry and any disciplinary actions are still pending.<<

Recent Events

Coming soon

Personality

To say that Dakota is driven is an understatement. Nothing short of success will be tolerated by her. She is cutting edge, to the point of shocking even the few close friends that she has managed to stay in contact with. There is a mischievous side to her, only seen by those very few that she can let her hair down with. Boy friends come and go nearly as quickly as her hair styles change. Shocking is fun, boredom can't be tolerated!

Fun Stuff

Favorite drink: Tequila
Favorite food: Most seafood, shellfish being at the top of the list
Favorite type of music: Hard core, electric, and loud
Highly allergic to bee stings. Dakota is never with out her Epi Kit (Epinepherin)

Friends

Do you want to include your name here? You will have to win her over via RP.

RP Hooks

• Coming soon.
• Coming soon.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

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  During one of her short brown days

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  Two gun training

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  Back to black hair

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  Yep, the purple hair days

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  Early teen years

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  Black hair again

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  Spring Break at Newhall during her high school days

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  More training shots. Can one ever really have to many guns?