Personality: Rio is the type of girl who doesn't mind getting her hands dirty. Hard work is no stranger and she's the first one to tell someone to get it their damn self. As such, asking for help is a last resort and if it's you she's asking she either needs it more then life itself or she trusts you enough not to rub her nose in it. This stems from being the youngest in an Irish family of all boys. From an early age she learned how to fight and spit and cuss. That isn't to say that she doesn't have a soft side...it's just hard to find. The type of woman who thinks the whole 'man's world' is a load of bullshit and she's not afraid to show those 'men' she can do anything they can do, and look better doing it. Despite all that, she leads a relatively simple life. Work, sleep, drink, eat, catch the bad guys, repeat. She is an adventurous soul with a quick wit and an allergy to stupidity. If diplomacy is what you need...do not take Rio. She's more likely to punch them in the face then sweet talk them. However, if you get past the wall and giant chip on her shoulder filled with daddy issues, she is the one you want in your corner. She is loyal, strong, and fierce. Rio has always been a bit of a prankster, though sometimes it's hard to grasp her jokes or sense of humor being a little more raw and deadpan then most.
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Appearance: Riona is the type to go for comfort over style, though she does tend to wear a lot of green to bring out the green flecks in her blue eyes. While at work, she goes for jeans and a good pair of boots with a clean shirt that won't get in her way (or in her evidence). When out on a case she can usually be found in her black SCPD coroner's jacket, but in her lab she throws on the stereotypical lab coat. Outside of work isn't so different, though she trades in the lab coat for a leather jacket baring the colors of biker group she's with. The group itself, the Wolfhounds, have loose affiliations to the Irish Mob, but then...so does Rio. Rio mostly shows up for rides and enough meetings to keep her place. Riona Connors will not be caught dead in a dress...unless it's her wedding and then she might make an exception. She has a number of tattoos, telling the story of her life since her family came over from Ireland when she was teenager. Across her ribs on her right side she has the old celtic prayer written in Gaelic: "May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face; the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand." On her right forearm she has the Irish tree of life, small leaves falling from it's branches depicting the names of the people she's lost. On her left shoulder blade is the Triquetra wrapped in Cornflowers for her mother who died the year she turned 18. On her right shoulder blade she bares the army combat medics insignia with the words "Death is not an option."
She normally wears her brown hair up in a ponytail or a messy bun, though she has been known to curl it when the mood strikes. There is a small, mostly faded, scar above her right eye from an incident involving a rock as a kid. She has a round scar in her right shoulder from a bullet she took in combat, to this day her arm still bothers her, especially when it's going to rain. Right above her left hip is a knife scar, and the flesh of her left thigh carries a burn scar. While she generally doesn't wear anything but pants, in the summers she doesn't seem to give a crap about wearing shorts. She's not ashamed of her scars and carries them with pride. The one truly girlie thing she enjoys is manicures and often sports outlandish colors and designs on her short nails...toes included.
Abilities/Skills: Riona has no magical or supernatural abilities, she is pure human. She does have an array of learned abilities. Her favorite, and most prominent, is her medical expertise. She didn't join the Army until after she completed her medical degree. Her fighting skills before joining up could easily be described as bar brawl and some of that still shines through to this day. After the Army, she learned a number of fighting techniques from hand to hand and knives, to firearms. Though her MOS was medical, she still had to go through all the training everyone else did. She stayed in long enough to get deployed once and then was honorably discharged for medical reasons, taking home a purple heart for her trouble. The injury nearly shattered her shoulder but she wasn't going to let that stop her. After the Veil fell, and Riona learned that all the bedtime stories she was told as a kid were real, she began to research as much as she could. Somehow, she had a feeling that humans weren't going to be the only ones dying, and she needed to be able to tell the difference.
Talents: Besides her talent for sarcasm and pointing out the obvious, Riona is an avid fiddle player, taught to her by her mother before her death. Sometimes she plays with a band at a local Irish Pub but only when she's on speaking terms with her brothers, which isn't often.
Posessions: Riona has about as many possessions as the next normal woman her prized possessions however include her Harley Davidson Switchback, her Irish Wolfhound: Madigan, the Fiddle that used to belong to her mother, and a silver Irish cross she wears around her neck.
History: Riona was born in Ireland, the fifth child and the only girl to a large Irish family with a dark history. Her grandfather had immigrated to America, taking the "family business" to new levels. Her father joined him shortly after she was born. Her mother raised her for the most part though in Ireland the term 'it takes a village' is definitely used. However, her village had no idea what to do with the little spitfire. It was her way or the highway One of her playmates disagreed with her over some such and threw a rock at her, striking her in the forehead just over her eye. At which point she gave him a good thrashing and got into her first actual fight..at 9. From then on there didn't seem to be anything that could cage her in. Her test scores in school were perfect, even if her home life wasn't, and some wondered how she found the time to keep up on her studies. One evening, her mother managed to get her into a dress for some fancy dinner, she snuck out and promptly threw herself in a mud puddle, rolling around enough so that her dress was thoroughly ruined. She was sent to bed without supper but she could be heard muttering 'worth it' under her breath.
And then her father came home and told them that they were moving to America. That was the first time Rio ran away and it took them a week to find her and even then it was only her oldest brother Eoin who convinced her to come home. At 13, she was moved to America, Starling City, Georgia. Without her friends and her old life, she threw herself into her schoolwork and tried to ignore the family business as much as possible. Though it became glaringly obvious she wouldn't be able to ignore it forever when a party she was at got busted. The cops took one look at her ID and then personally escorted her home. That night, she vowed she wouldn't let her family's reputation rule her, and if she could, she'd throw the biggest wrench she could find in it.
That started by graduating the top of her class, one of six valedictorians and getting a full ride to New York State, on her own dime and taking none of her family's money...as far from her father as she could get and still be on the same coast, as per her mother's wishes. Before she left for college however, her mother was murdered. Her killer was found to be none other then a rival family trying to get back at her father for some such, apparently he had been the target but her mother had gotten hit instead. The smoldering rage that Riona had been harboring exploded that night and she left her family with her final words to her father explaining just what he could do with his guns. Her life in New York was about as normal as she'd ever had, she even changed her name, adopting her mother's maiden name and leaving her ties to organized crime behind her. She excelled in college just as she always had in school, earning her doctorate two years early. She spoke to her brothers a little, but she never spoke to her father and if she'd had it her way she never would again. But we don't always get our way.
Her father showed up for her graduation in New York, and afterwards he told her that it was time she returned to the family and take her rightful place...in other words, play the bargaining chip in his power plays. Well, Rio told him exactly what she thought of his demands...by punching him in the face, and when he moved to slap her, she dislocated his shoulder before her brothers stepped in. The next day, she enlisted in the army, her final insult to her father. She hadn't been planning it, but that didn't mean she didn't throw herself into it just as she did everything she chose to do. She may have started it because of her father, but that wasn't how it ended. Though it certainly didn't end well. Towards the end of her deployment, despite the fact that it was supposed to be a routine mission, her convoy was attacked. She took a bullet to the shoulder that made it nearly impossible for her to use her arm but she didn't let that stop her. She did her job and kept her platoon from dying until the reinforcements could sweep in. She doesn't remember the end of the fight, passing out from blood loss. She spent a week in the infirmary before she was stable enough to get sent home though her shoulder wasn't the only wound she sustained. The burn to her leg from super heated shrapnel she doesn't even remember getting, as well as all the little bumps and bruises adrenaline covered up.
Needless to say, her relationship with her father was in shambles, her brothers weren't that much better though they knew she loved them just not the life they'd followed their father into. She thought seriously about returning to New York but there was something pulling her to Starling City: The chance to constantly ruin her father's plans and put someone on the police force that wasn't going to cater to money. From the depths of her physical therapy she applied to join the ME's office for the SCPD. The last few years have been rough, but satisfying. Settling in to her new job, her new life and refusing to tip toe around.
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Subject: Re: Riona Connors Sat Apr 11, 2015 7:08 pm
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