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Diary of a Madman... I mean genius
Coffee, chocolate, sugar... blah blah blah
Cinaed and Cinaed
Personnel File 10987




So you wanna play with magic
Boy you should know what you're fallin' for
Baby do you dare to do this
Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse
Are you ready for a perfect storm
'Cause once you're mine
There's no going back




Name: Jon Cinaed

Likes: Silence, the scent of gingerbread, coconuts, freckles, soft laughter, carelessness and safety, going unnoticed.

Dislikes: Screaming, the scent of copper, the eyes of the broken, forgetting his gloves.

Jon Cinaed is not his real name, but to the people who bought him from the slavers, it was better then John Doe. Raised from a young age to be a military interrogation specialist, Jon is the last person you'd come along should you be the captured enemy. He breaks the unbreakable souls, twists them and makes them his with his soothing mellow voice and strictly hands-off techniques. By the time you get to Jon, you've already run the docket, and by the time he's done with you, you'll never be whole again.

Jon hates his job, hates it with a cold passion that has been simmering for more years then he has been alive to those he works for. But as much as Jon hates it, is how very good he is at it.

When the military Jon worked for fell, partly with his help, he found himself drifting, it wasn't long before a gun found Jon when he wasn't paying attention. This is his second trip through the pancake machine, he's got it pretty much on lockdown now. Muffin's security detail and shop security specialist, Jon is who goes after you when you shove that body under the couch. (Well him and Jane now, thanks to quantum anomalies taken advantage of by Muffin.)

His Seasoning's Included: Dried ferns from an overgrown forest, A handful of pain killers, Ashes from a burned down cottage, a war-torn photograph, thin silver chain, peppermint oil, a tumbler full of scotch, and a piece of red ribbon candy.

Skills: Interrogation, Psychology, Hand-to-hand combat (which he does not ever partake of if he can help it), Marksmanship, Observation, Leadership and control (including of the self), Linguistics.










I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend
Sometimes, you're better off alone
But if you change your mind, you know where I am
Yeah if you change your mind, you know where to find me
'Cause I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend




Name: Jane Cinaed

Likes: Silence, the scent of gingerbread, coconuts, freckles, soft laughter, carelessness and safety, going unnoticed.

Dislikes: Screaming, the scent of copper, the eyes of the broken, forgetting her gloves.

Jane Cinaed is not her real name, but to the people who bought her from the slavers, it was better then Jane Doe. Raised from a young age to be a military interrogation specialist, Jane is the last person you'd come along should you be the captured enemy. She breaks the unbreakable souls, twists them and makes them hers with her soothing mellow voice and strictly hands-off techniques. By the time you get to Jane, you've already run the docket, and by the time she's done with you, you'll never be whole again.

Jane hated her job, hated it with a cold passion that has been simmering for more years then she had been alive to those she works for. But as much as Jane hates it, is how very good she is at it.

But Jane found someone in that hell, someone sweet with curly red hair and a sad smile, and this person pushed Jane over the edge. It wasn't hard to leave, but it was hard to stay alive after that. They don't like it when you spring a captured weapon's specialist and turn security duty for her after. Jane remembers blood, a lot of blood. Oh and Mer too, of course.

Her Seasoning's Included: Dried ferns from an overgrown forest, A handful of pain killers, Ashes from a burned down cottage, a war-torn photograph, thin silver chain, peppermint oil, a tumbler full of scotch, and a tube of Ferrari red lipstick.

Skills: Interrogation, Psychology, Hand-to-hand combat (which she''d rather not), Marksmanship, Observation, Leadership and control (including of the self), Linguistics.






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Dr. McKay
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