Perfection is an Art

You've heard my name, and if not that, definitely my stories. One even created a tourist spot. Nice place. I'd recommend it if not for the death machines everywhere. [Independent rp blog of Risa Uvarsen from Mass Effect 3. Please see OOC and Dossier for details.]

[apathtoperfection]

circumscribedvoid started following you

[apathtoperfection]

She didn’t seem to give him much mind at first, only a brief glance when Risa realized his clothes weren’t quite what they should be. It was only after a second glance and a half glass of wine finished that she truly noticed how odd the man was compared to everything else in her life.

Including the eyes. “That’s a nice party trick,” she said plainly, shrugging. Maybe he was an extra. “This isn’t a fantasy movie though, so I’m gonna have to ask you to take those contacts out, buddy. Can’t distract the audience too much. Make-up should have your clothes for the scene. You did talk to them, right?”

[circumscribedvoid-blog]

The Outsider has given some thought to changing his wardrobe to blend in with this far off future but he cannot be bothered to change an appearance he is fond of. There are some things he does not care to hide—his eyes for instance. “What you see is the authentic truth, not a slight of hand. I assume you.”

The manner in which his gaze settles heavy on her should be all the convincing required. If she would prefer to lose her sight or go mad, he could shed his shell and become something greater than a concept. But that would ruin the fun.

[apathtoperfection]

She wasn't going to give it much thought until something settled inside of her-- a feeling. One that she hadn't felt since the turians had been their enemies, and there was an assault rifle in her face. Risa peered over at the stranger, and felt a shiver run down her spine.

"... Demon then?" she asked before turning to her wine bottle next to her, and with shaky hands began to refill her glass. "I'd offer you some, but I'm not sure I'm going to die yet. I don't think I want to give my killer a drink."

Her trembling grew worse, and with a bite to her bottom lip, she looked away, back to the set. They were still getting everything ready. They had time. "... You... You could at least sit down.  We can find you a chair."

[apathtoperfection]

[Risa's stats framework is absolutely hilarious compared to Kas' for me. With that said, back to replies.

If you'd like a starter, lemme know?]

[aravis-tarkheena-archive]

Character Stats Framework.

[spxctre-hiatus-deactivated20150]

Gif from here

Name: Risa Uvarsen

Full Name: Risa Miriam Uvarsen

Nickname(s): 

Title: Director

Age: 54

Birthday: April 5th, 2132

Species: Human

Nationality: American, Japanese and Indian ancestry

Gender: Female

Preferred Pronoun(s): she, hers, her  

Romantic Orientation: Biromantic

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Religion: Athiest

Occupation: Award-winning Vid Director

Status: Alive

Verses: Mass Effect ; open to others

Relationships

Parents: Mitsuki Uvarsen nee Saitou (deceased), Lawrence Uvarsen (deceased)

Siblings: Hayato Uvarsen (alive, alliance commander), Naoya Uvarsen (alive, author), Shinya Uvarsen (deceased, university professor)

Family:

Significant Other(s): Nathan Lynch (ex-husband)

Children: ???

Closest Friends: -

Rivals: Suspected to be most anyone in the film industry, Francis Kitt??

Enemies: Jokes made about actors, otherwise not known

Physical Traits

Eye Color(s): Brown

Hair Color(s): Black

Height: 5’4"

Weight: 183 lbs

Body Build: Overweight, skin well-taken care of

Notable Traits: Smirk, Alliance logo tattooed on left shoulder blade. Noticeable bullet scar on right bicep and hip 

Phobias and Diseases

Phobia(s): Small spaces, Failure

Mental Disease(s): -

When and how was this diagnosed?: -

Physical Disease(s): Noted seafood allergy

When was this diagnosed and/or how did it happen?:  Diagnosed early, at 4 years after hospital visit.

Personality

Usual Mood/Expression: Often cheery though impatient, fiery and snappish on set. Noted avoidance by most actors.

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Jung: ENTP

Enneagram: Type 7

Four Temperaments: Sanguine

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Top Five Tropes: Bunny-ears Lawyer, Control Freak, Enforced Method Acting, Prima Donna Director, Screw the Rules, I have money

Five Prominent Traits: Ambitious, Controlling, Short-tempered, Sociable, Loud

Misc

Skills: Film-making, storytelling, lying, noted investor

Hobbies: drinking, parties, volunteering as a teacher, shown widely varied scholarly interests, gardening

Element: Fire

Animal: Weasel

Plant: N/A

Anything else you want to add: -

Stats

Compassion: 3/10

Empathy: 4/10

Creativity: 10/10

Mental Flexibility: 7/10

Passion/Motivation: 9/10

Education: 8/10 [Earned masters in film-making after Alliance service]

Stamina: 3/10

Physical Strength: 3/10

Battle Skill: 1/10

Initiative: 10/10

Restraint: 2/10

Agility: 4/10

Strategy: 8/10

Teamwork: 5/10

Musical-Rhythmic Intelligence: 2/10

Visual-Spatial Intelligence: 10/10

Verbal-Linguistic Intelligence: 8/10

Logical-Mathematical Intelligence: 4/10

Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence: 5/10

Interpersonal Intelligence: 5/10

Intrapersonal Intelligence: 9/10

Existential Intelligence: 7/10

Naturalistic Intelligence: 3/10

[apathtoperfection]

circumscribedvoid started following you

She didn't seem to give him much mind at first, only a brief glance when Risa realized his clothes weren't quite what they should be. It was only after a second glance and a half glass of wine finished that she truly noticed how odd the man was compared to everything else in her life.

Including the eyes. "That's a nice party trick," she said plainly, shrugging. Maybe he was an extra. "This isn't a fantasy movie though, so I'm gonna have to ask you to take those contacts out, buddy. Can't distract the audience too much. Make-up should have your clothes for the scene. You did talk to them, right?"

[thekasumigoto-deactivated201405]

[For the pregnancy meme] Will you wear that silly hood at delivery too?

She gave the woman a pout, her comment resulting in her pulling at the hood to hide a greater portion of her face. “I don’t see what’s so silly about such a thing.”

[thekasumigoto-deactivated201405]

"The hood is a representation of the Medieval Thief, thank you very much. And as for it falling, it hasn’t yet and I do enough running in my spare time." She rebuttaled.

[apathtoperfection]

"Oh so you want people to not trust you," she quipped. "I suppose such a thing has its benefits. Someone's bound to have tried taking it down though. Impulse control is a remarkably pervasive problem among idiots."

[allrizing]

Byunghee stopped walking and turned his head; he couldn’t miss that voice even if it’d save his life. “Mhm, it’s stupid. I don’t know how long we’ve been doing this,” he groused tiredly walking up to her. His sunglasses shielded the mildly irritated look in his eyes and his chest lowered when he sighed. “What’s going on? She’s not usually this bad. What? Did we pick up her talentless twin sister by mistake?” he called out nonchalantly but loud enough for some people behind to hear. He heard a mumbling reaction but didn’t look regretful, and instead muttered to himself. “If you have no confidence you shouldn’t be an actor.”

At her suggestion, his brow raised from underneath his sunglasses. “With how bad things are, maybe eight. I didn’t know you’d be stopping in today, Director. I wanted to say I’m sorry you had to see something this embarrassing.”

[apathtoperfection]

The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Risa truly felt for the actor, truly and deeply. People who really cared for the craft could and would get easily frustrated when they felt like the best wasn't being delivered. It was why she liked Kim so much. He understood when she pushed as hard as she did and drove them to their extremes. Sometimes it was the only way to get what was needed for a story.

"She needs to be pushed," she remarked with a scowl. "Bad days aren't an excuse for incompetence. The best, people like you, they do what needs to be done no matter what." A cheek grin formed on her face as she patted the man's back. "I can go in and scare her a little if you want. I'm sure the director would love it." Emphasis on love.

"You know I can provide that," and her lips curled for a moment, brow furrowed. "Really, this project is beneath you. Though I suppose contracts are contracts."

[thekasumigoto-deactivated201405]

[For the pregnancy meme] Will you wear that silly hood at delivery too?

She gave the woman a pout, her comment resulting in her pulling at the hood to hide a greater portion of her face. “I don’t see what’s so silly about such a thing.”

[apathtoperfection]

She raised an eyebrow at the showing of insecurity, the temptation almost a little too much to take hold of. "Well, really, it's not even particularly useful for its objectives," Risa shrugged. "If I just pushed it a little, it'd come off, and it's not like we get rain on the Citadel."

[tinhtoan]

He hardly had time to register her command before they were all rushing down the corridors.

“Wait! We only want—”

“Risa! Dammit! Just. Leave. Me. Alone!” Suddenly, the matriarch whirled around too fast and fired her arms forward, a blue burst erupting from her hands with a bolting mass effect field charging at them with full force. Jinho’s legs locked in place and he scurried to dodge before it knocked hard into him and sent him crashing and sliding over the waxed floor. That was a mistake. The asari’s biotics immediately faded and a look of shock possessed her frozen face and wide, gaping mouth.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know!”

A sensation in the back of his head fluttered, then pulsed, then finally trembled like a gun went off in his head and he moaned lowly at the rolling wave of pain spreading through his skull. He sat up just as the matriarch scrambled to them.

“Sir, are you… Risa—This is your fault!" What? "If you’d just let things go this wouldn’t have happened!”

[apathtoperfection]

Uh oh. She didn't really expect the matriarch to turn and try to take control of the situation herself. As soon as the blue light began to engulf the asari, Risa yelped and jumped out of the way, landing in what could aptly be called a belly flop on the metal floor. Already, she could feel a dull ache spread across her body-- a sign of the disuse of her more athletic qualities. Jesus. She was going to kill her producer for that one.

She used that slight impulse of murderous rage to turn over on her back and pull herself back up, ready to tear the matriarch a new one, where she saw her hapless security sucker on the ground. The accusation made Risa gasp, placing a feigned hand to my heart.

"Me?!" she snapped, "I never tried to fling my labor against a wall. And to think, you were going to do that to me? I'm trying to get you rich."

"I told you, enough is enough!"

She ignored the matriarch's complaints before taking the opportunity to offer her hand to the gentleman. No sense wasting an opportunity to make herself look good. "You know those matriarchs. They always like to flaunt their power at the nearest opportunity."

Risa tried to stifle the smile forming on her face as she didn't hear it but so much as felt her producer fuming behind her.

[karalorade-databank-deactivated]

Indeed it does. Mandalorians seem to make it a lifestyle off survival.

[Laughs]

Yes, I’m not particularly shy about…certain aspects of my talents, that being one. And yes, it is similar to biotics to an extent. But vastly different in others.

It was out of necessity. I defected from the Republic when I realized the truth— it was some big play— I refused to be another puppet to the whims of a Sith. My intention was to return to Mandalore— however some horrible glitch in our hyperdrive caused us to well, wind up here.

For us, we’re nomads at our core, it is our cultural solidarity that instills a sense of ‘home’— no matter where we live.

[apathtoperfection]

It's a good lifestyle to have. For the sake of your people, I hope that sort of belief continues to thrive.

Maybe when we have time, and more... open space, you could give me a demonstration. It's difficult to imagine these powers properly, when the only thing I have to go on are the abilities that have always existed in our galaxy. Though that's why I want to get your story. I think people would be very interested in hearing about the Mandolorians.

-she frowns for a moment, contemplative- Anywhere was better then? ... That's not an easy decision to make, but kudos to you for making it, especially in a system that won't adapt. Perhaps we can learn something from that history.

True nomads? In this day and age? -she laughs- Though maybe we'll all end up like that if we don't do something about those damned cuttlefish.

[liselletloak]

Where most mercs are in that? Considering mercenary work is meant to be easy work for easy money, they’re usually self-serving and don’t give a damn who gets cut down in the way. Even if they’re a friend. I’ve had to turn my gun on people I thought were friends too many times to count. But that’s what happens when you work for AriaT’Loak, I guess.

[ She nods ] I came here to get away from Omega. I was born here, so coming home was the best option. Unfortunately, most people I know thought I was dead, so that complicated matters. Don’t really have a job right now so, I just sort of survive day to day. [ She laughs then ] Aaaaand sort of mooch off my mom and dad when they allow it.

[apathtoperfection]

You. You worked for Aria? -suddenly it seems her interest in the conversation has spike as she leans forward on the table she sits at- I guess I shouldn't be surprised if you're from Omega, but a name like hers draws a lot of looks somewhere on the Citadel. Until she came here, I think people were content to think she never existed at all.

So did you come here more to get away from your old boss too? -she smiles though, nostalgic- ... Though you never really forget home. 

It seems like the not-quite dead act is pretty popular these days. What happened there?

[apathtoperfection]

You must be bored then if you want to increase your search-and-rescue mission intake. I’m blaming Plato on this whole ‘censorship’ is a good thing bullshit. I get the need for public welfare, but that’s a thin line to dance around.

Only so much that Shepard is willing to give, and as of right now? Not much more than being the Alliance’s mouthpiece. 

[spectrevasir-deactivated2014122]

True the search and rescue is a drag but it’s my job and I do it well. But as smart as the public may seem, full disclosure would be a paramount mistake. One unpopular decision and the people riot and protest instead donating to “the cause”. I imagine ignorance is bliss would be suitable for now.

 As for Shepard and Allers, the commander is giving more information than I would. 

[apathtoperfection]

Oh I never doubted your skill with it. Doing that with a spectre tends to lead to some very stupid and fatal results. I'm not even talking about full disclosure. Frankly, that's not happening until it's over at least, and I'm aware of that. Just some assurance that we have a fighting chance. 

I get the feeling she might be more used to being a public figure than you are.

[friendlyneighborhoodsneakth-blog]

Heh, Shep and the Normandy adventures I’ve had are the one thing I’m willing to take public credit for. But not too public.

Still, it’s not every day you get to hunt down nightmarish boogeymen with the first human spectre. And on that ship, I saw everything… curiosity is probably a trait we share. 

If you need a consultant for a sequel, I’ll have my people call your people. If I can find some people. 

[apathtoperfection]

I'm sure the Alliance would love the greatest thief in the galaxy going on public record to say they worked with the greatest golden duck they've got right now. Think I might even record it to watch on a rainy day.

You must have. Your crew had the earliest warning of everything that was happening, and something you saw there-- it really must've convinced you. It's only a shame we didn't heed the warnings when we could.

-she grins- A lawyer at least? We'll need to contract on royalties. Could get you settled with one, actually. ... Know a few people, and PR's gonna be their best skill.

[apathtoperfection]

"Oh yes what could I possibly want with the savior of the galaxy?" Risa said, "Come now, just a talk. No big deal."

[cyberneticqueen]

"Why do I not trust you?" She squints slightly, "What would you like to talk about?"

[apathtoperfection]

"Please, Commander," she rolled her eyes. "I haven't held a gun in twenty-some years. If I really prove to be a threat to you, I think you could handle it easy enough."

[apathtoperfection]

Oh sure, if the fantasy wasn’t the brief existential panic of our mortality, I’d be more than happy to remain in it. I’m not sure you realize that the larger community isn’t stupid. We can keep them occupied with our movies for a while, but eventually they’ll start looking for solutions. 

If they aren’t given any, the Council might have another problem on their hands.

[spectrevasir-deactivated2014122]

If people really want to know the extent of the reapers, they can all go to their home worlds and see for themselves. The council isn’t stopping them, and I’m certainly not going to.

And knowing how people are, they’re not going to leave the citadel. But I’m sure Diana Allers has something on that can satisfy the public’s fix.

[apathtoperfection]

You must be bored then if you want to increase your search-and-rescue mission intake. I'm blaming Plato on this whole 'censorship' is a good thing bullshit. I get the need for public welfare, but that's a thin line to dance around.

Only so much that Shepard is willing to give, and as of right now? Not much more than being the Alliance's mouthpiece. 

[spectrewolf]

apathtoperfection hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet:Tell me something you feel passionate about, Commander.

Ha! Figures. I guess someone whose so thick in it all would like the battle so much. I did hear about that. Not even sparing a moment for autographs?

Heh. Am I that predictable? But yeah. That and biotiball are my two main sports. *she rubs the back of her neck* They’re usually on the opposite side o’ the galaxy from me. I… may use my security clearance to keep up with them. I hope to try to catch them on shore leave next week. I’m almost tempted to pull some strings to have them transferred t’ the Normandy. 

[apathtoperfection]

You may say I hold an embarrassingly amount of knowledge about your life prior to your first death. Otherwise, it's logical. It takes a certain brand of person to have the stomach for what you're doing.

Why not? You need the best of the best, and from what I understand, you already make a habit of getting to know... well, I wouldn't say famous, but powerful people, certainly. I can't see the Dragons saying no to that sort of request.

[apathtoperfection]

-she doesn’t seem particularly perturbed by the slight and draws her hand back-  Like I said, I tell stories. I wrote yours a few years ago, but as it turns out, it wasn’t quite done. I’d like to fix that.

Now that you’re suddenly not dead though, everything about you is covered in red tape and political bullshit. Figured it’d be better to hear from the man himself. If not that, maybe some assurance that we’re not speeding headfirst into mass extinction.

I’d like to speed up my movie projects a bit if we are.

[cmdrglowstick-archive]

Look, I’m the wrong guy to talk to if you wanna be convinced of that. If I don’t succeed in my mission, then that’s where it’s all headed.

Go talk to the Council if you wanna be lied to.

[apathtoperfection]

Now, I never said I needed to be convinced, nor comforted. I came to you precisely because of the Council's lies. No one's believing it anymore, Commander. Not to anyone that's seen it with their own eyes.

When this ends, if it ends, I don't want people to forget what you're doing for them. But that can't be done without the truth.

[apathtoperfection]

Soldiers are the same way no matter where you find them. They kill people, and are probably looking to forget it with a stiff drink when the night’s over. Ex-mercs aren’t too terribly different.

-she waves a waiter over- So then, what made you stop?

[liselletloak]

Depends on the merc, sometimes. I’ve met plenty who enjoyed the killing [ She doesn’t bring up the fact that she’s one of them ]. Just as many who’ve been desperate to get out of it when they realize what it does to you.

[ She pauses for a moment ] Uhm. This is gonna sound gruesome, but getting my throat slit. I survived, and I figured that was the universe saying to get the hell out of mercenary work.

[apathtoperfection]

No you're right. They're a very different sort, usually with demons you can't fix or confront for them. Interesting characters, but you have to wonder whether or not they'll turn the gun on you someday. -she nods her head, and appears thoughtful for a moment- Where do you think most people fall?

-she begins to laugh- Truth is grizzly, dear. The fact that you survived is proof that some part of the galaxy must like you, at least a little. So you decided it wasn't for you and what? Came here? What do you do now?