Civil Workers Union Associate
Gender - female
Age - 24
Birthplace - New Hampshire, United states
Nationality - United States
Languages - English
Sexual Orientation - Homosexual
Interests - welding, engineering, and drinking
Mental Health - mostly stable
Mental Disabilities - depression
Height - 5'5"
Weight - 132 lbs.
Physical Disabilities - missing left arm, replaced with basic prosthetic; heart murmer and occasional irregular beats
Her left forearm would be substituted with a basic, three fingered mechanical arm, and a lone glove would cover the other hand. She usually wears a green jacket, jeans and dark leather, steel toed work shoes. When she's working, she would wear a CWU tunic and an apron, welding gloves and face mask when appropriate. Her eye color would be a faded steely green and her hair would be a dirty red color.
A very hard worker. She is an introvert and often avoids big crowds of people. This doesn't mean she doesn't like company. Standing on the balcony near the square with the cold winter air is the only peace she ever really allows herself. Drinking is among her hobbies and even though it's borderline alcoholic, it doesn't seem to get too much in the way of her social life and work.
A hard worker of course. His workblocks are laid out simply and the workblocks I've seen done with my own eyes usually go pretty smoothly. I heard amidst some gossip that he was promoted to chief worker or something. I hope to aspire to be like Albert.
I feel like I see her too often. Getting used to a new city has made it hard for me to hide my problems, and I'm sure it's been a headache on her part. She can be a bit quick sometimes and put quantity over quality in her work. Other than that, she seems to be quite the genuine individual. I don't think she knows the meaning behind the symbol on her ushanka... I don't think I'll tell her.
Probably one of the most respectable people I've come to know here in the industrial sector. He is a proper gentleman with a level head. He's been rather supportive of my position in the Civil Workers Union. The depression I suffer from has made it hard to have a decent heart to heart conversation with the man. I hope he doesn't think I'm trying to distance myself as a workaholic... then again that may all be true. I'd like to offer him a drink sometime. ...I'm drunk rightn ow... I;'llf finish thislater.
The best of the best from what I hear. He's a smart and timid fellow human. I worry he thinks I hate him for having to do what he did with my arm and all, but I understand. I know I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for him, and for that I can do nothing but thank him. I would hope that his leg is okay as well.
A good friend who's probably saved my life more than once. I met her by Mediko's Tonics and said she was a foundry worker, but I've come to understand later that her employment is otherwise. I don't know if it's even confidential. She was also there to help stabalize me when I took a bullet to the gut, for the surgery and times afterwards.
MPF Unit 450
We've chatted a few times, and for a unit I'd have to say they're rather friendly and easygoing. A unit who's fine with striking up conversation. It wouldn't surprise me if they drank a ton on their days off.
MPF Unit 719
She's been rather firm and strict, but forgiving it seems. I wonder why it is they seem to have such a warm attitude towards me, even after I mess up. They sometimes seem to act cold, but I think based on their actions around their expression, she seems to care more that she'd probably like to let on.
She used to run a restaurant once, that's all I know.