Name: Rana Tabak
Gender: Female
Facial expression: Srs Bns
Hair: Black and short, no longer than just below her chin and likely curling under it some. I'm not really attached to any style in particular so long as it's pristine and practical.
Eye color: A chestnut brown.
Skin color: White
Outfit: Standard
Personality:
Rana is a steadfast and orderly young lady, 20 years of age, who sees the world for what it is. Whether this safeguards her life or claims it will be a matter of circumstance. She's all too aware of her mortality and embraces humility as something vital to survival. You won't hear Rana boasting she's not afraid of Titans, overestimating her battle prowess, or refusing help — even scathing criticism, if grudgingly — from someone who might know better. But in seeing things for "what they are," she often overlooks what they could be. She'll thrive in a classroom setting as well as basic training, where by the book, tried and true methods can be her guide; however, if instructed to devise a new plan unexpectedly or under duress, she'll range from looking clueless to resembling a deer facing down a lighthouse. A lighthouse full of wolves with the door open.
You are what you act to Rana. She isn't naive, by no means stupid, but someone truly capable of deception won't find themselves expending much effort in her company, especially if introductions went well. First impressions mean a lot to Rana, more than she herself is sometimes aware of. It would take quite a bit of convincing to persuade her to favor someone she's decided is wicked and she will hesitate to condemn those she already likes. This makes her prone to misinformation, favoritism, unfair judgements, and as a result being seen as too rigid.
In general, her patience with her fellow recruits could use some polishing, but her willingness to endure setbacks? Second to few. In this regard Rana is flexible. They decided not to serve her favorite food for dinner? No big deal. She broke an arm? Annoying, but it will heal. Better than having it bitten off! And while her social skills are at times lacking, her loyalty isn't, though it can certainly stand divided. She's unlikely to throw someone under the bus unless it's a risk to the safety and security of others not to — or, perhaps, if it's for the benefit of her social status.
Rana isn't so much concerned with being liked as being approved of. The higher someone is on the ladder and/or the more respect they command from the general populace, the more likely she'll admire them and the less likely she'll be to "disappointment" them (by whatever means necessary). Teacher's pet? Very much so.
Garrison: Rana aspires to join the Garrison. Her mother has unwavering faith the wall will stand long after they're both dead, and this has influenced her thinking. The best way to protect mankind is to maintain their shield and keep things the way they are. Simple as that.
Scouts: Rana considers joining the Scouts a fool's suicide mission. Why go looking for trouble when they have means to keep safe as is? It's wasted energy and wasted lives, if you ask her.
Military Police: Rana doesn't assume for one second there's no corruption from the higher ups, but for the most part she contends the scrutiny aimed at them is your typical jealous hyperbole. Probably.
Wallists: Crazy people. Enough said.
History:
A citizen of the Shiganshina District nestled comfortably behind Wall Maria, most of the excitement in Rana's life comes from outside sources. There is the death of her father, but not from noble — or for the morbid among us, interesting — causes. An infection underestimated and left to fester too long allowed fever and sickness to consume him, no doubt lending to his daughter's cautious nature. Most of Rana's childhood was thus spent alone with her loving mother, working alongside her as a seamstress when she was old enough. The only battle scars her kin sports are from the pricks of needles.
Rana's enlisting isn't spurred by profound grief or any life-changing incidents. She simply has a deep sense of duty to help keep the walls secure and plans to adhere to it. Because her mother is confident the walls won't be breached and since her daughter has her sights set on the Garrison, she has permitted these ambitions without complaint. Secretly, she'd always hoped Rana would excel in training and join the Military Police. Mothers always want the best for their children, after all.