falcxns

[falcxns]

PINTEREST. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

BASICS.

full name: ana bryce-laporte aka falcon aka who put this bitch in charge

age: forty-one (but also, it’s rude to ask a lady her age)

gender & pronouns: cis woman (she/her)

date of birth: november 20th, 1979

hometown: dallas, texas (grew up in new zealand)

sexual orientation: bisexual

relationship status: single n ready 2 mingle

religion: catholic (non-practising)

nationality: dual nationality - american & new zealand

APPEARANCE.

face claim: tessa thompson

height: 5ft”3 (usually around 5”6 with her shoes)

tattoos: too many to count, but only half of them are on view at any time (with the other half reserved for intimate lovers)

piercings: three sets in her ears, nose, closed eyebrow piercing

personal style: grunge, punk, black clothing

other notable physical characteristics: a dozen scars picked up from her work, each of which has a killer story behind it.

PERSONALITY.

traits: witty, private, easy going, impulsive, stubborn, protective

zodiac: virgo

mbti: ESFP

moral alignment: chaotic good

hobbies/interests: gymnastics, hiking, bar crawls (if that counts), tinder hookups

habits: excessive drinking, smoking, swearing

FAMILY.

parents: aristo bryce-laporte (father), maria bryce-laporte (mother)

siblings: n/a

pets: a stray cat she adopted called peanut

other notable relatives/figures in their life: n/a - maternal and paternal grandparents dead, parents both only children.

BACKGROUND.

(tw: alcohol, smoking, drugs, murder death)

was born to two aspiring american diplomats who quickly cut their teeth on the international scene working for the state department in new zealand & the pacific islands. her parent’s, bless their hearts, truly believed in diplomacy, accountability and international cooperation. ana isn’t so naive. 

although she was technically born in texas, ana was born and raised in wellington, new zealand and has the kiwi accent to show for it, even after all these years. it’s particularly pronounced when she’s angry, or been drinking.

a little excessive ball of energy, she would have been a handful for any parents - let alone those with little time on their hands. unsure what to do with their loud, hyperactive child, they enrolled her into every sport they could think of, hoping it would wear her down. football and dance never stuck, but ana fell in love with gymnastics. she spent most of her life working towards the goal of olympic trials. 

ambitions of a gold medal fell apart when she was a teeanger. on paper, it may have been a hamstring injury that ended her hopes, but the truth was that ana used it as an excuse to dip out, chafing under the rigour of training and knowing she didn’t have the self control to stay focused. 

spent most of her teenage years developing lifelong bad habits instead - a taste for whiskey, rolled cigarettes and petty crimes (although she’s mostly reined in the rule breaking, doesn’t look great on her HR file).

her recruiter turned out to be one her parent’s close colleagues at the state department, someone she’d known since she was five and referred to as “uncle”. having given up gymnastics, ana didn’t have any solid career goals and was terrified of being left in the lurch by her peers - so when her favourite uncle came along and made her an offer, she couldn’t refuse. she thought she saw obsidian clearly - high paced thrills, living out her james bond fantasy. reality was a little different.

as an organisation, she can’t stand obsidian. she’s always resented orders, hates the feeling of continually being assessed and is shit scared about what happens if you fuck up. that’s traded off against the work itself - for most of her career, ana was special agent tasked with taking out and extracting targets, utilising her gymnastics skills to get in and out of tight spots. she became addicted to the danger too, high on the idea that it could all fall apart at any moment.

but the thing she loved most about obsidian was isabelle. a french make up artist recruited the same time as her, the pair were fast friends, then partners and eventually - lovers. ana may have been utterly uninterested in climbing the ranks, content to stay at a low clearance level if it kept her doing tasks she adored, isabelle was the opposite - and asked ana to apply her talent so they could rise together. for the sake of love, ana agreed.

of course, it all fell apart - about five years ago now. it was supposed to be a routine mission - until ana’s team got into a tight spot. when shit hit the fan, ana cockily assumed she could take out the target and save her girlfriend. she was wrong. isabelle ended up dead - and ana has blamed herself ever since.

she’s been grieving for five years now - and become the worst version of herself; closed off, emotionally detached from most of her coworkers, indulging in her vices and throwing herself into her missions just to feel something. she’s quite skilled at hiding the true extent of her messiness from obsidian, which is probably why...

...after red dawn’s team leader “retired” (ana doesn’t know if they offed him or not and isn’t going to put her neck on the line by asking), she was hauled into her superior’s office and asked to assume leadership. she knew that if she said no, she’d probably be fired - or worse - and since she isn’t great at thinking things through - agreed.

that was two weeks ago. now, she’s about to take control of her first mission, a position she’s completely unsuitable for.

[falcxns]

Tessa Thompson photographed by Daniel Riera