LAW ENFORCEMENT, leticia buenaventura
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LETICA BUENAVENTURA
LETICA BUENAVENTURA
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LETICIA BUENAVENTURA
LOOKS LIKE TANYA DEGURECHAFF from YOUJO SENKI
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ABOUT LETICIA
ABOUT LETICIA
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LETTY, LET, PAZ
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LETTY, LET, PAZ
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34 YEARS OLD
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34 YEARS OLD
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IT'S COMPLICATED
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TAURUS
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As far as first impressions go, Leticia's personality is anything but what her past might imply. Far from your archetypal stick-up-the-ass senior officer type, she is actually remarkably for someone of her profession. In fact, there is very little about her character that suggests she was ever in law enforcement; if anything, her languid demeanor and the loose, decidedly-unprofessional manner by which she carries herself is arguably more in line with a Central American gang leader than a Brooklyn cop of nearly a decade, setting her far apart from some of her more hard-nosed colleagues.[break][break]
She applies a very 'roll with the punches' sort of attitude to her work, preferring to develop tactics on the fly rather than follow a pre-written plan to the letter. This often leads to her breaking procedure during a mission, putting her at odds with a few of the more straight-backed officers on the force, but this also means that she is significantly more flexible and can swiftly adapt to changing situations on the fly where some of her more by-the-book colleagues might be slower to react or unwilling to breach procedure.[break][break]
Of course, that doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to be serious. Since her promotion to Police Sergeant, the woman has easily settled into her supervisory duties, making use of the skills she had accrued in her days as a Sergeant in the USMC with incredible effectiveness. She takes little pleasure being particularly nasty, necessary as it may be during SWAT operations, or when she needs to discipline an unruly cadet or some such thing. It's largely a residual from her USMC days, a state of mind that was necessary to survive in the military, but is fairly useless in civilian life.[break][break]
That said, the young woman isn't without her flaws. Leticia never excelled by any academic standard; after all, there's a reason she ended up in Afghanistan at the tender age of 18 while her peers all went to cushy universities on the East Coast. Having never had the same academic drive as her fellow students, she is quite inept when it comes to less-applied concepts, and her military career has only solidified this sentiment. She thus cares little for science and philosophy and the like, content to leave the pondering of such bourgeois topics to the likes of her more intellectually-inclined colleagues.[break][break]
That's not to say, however, that Leticia is unintelligent - her intelligence simply derives from more practical sources. Her history with the USMC has left her with a suite of practical and technical skills that she now regularly draws from in her line of work. She is well-trained and versed in operation and maintenance of all types of firearms both civilian- and military-grade, as well as the usage of armored SWAT vehicles, crowd control gear, breaching explosives. and other specialized tactical equipment. She is also trained in first aid, survival, camouflage, rappelling, land navigation, rifle, shotgun and handgun marksmanship, martial arts, and advanced small unit & crowd control tactics in all environments.[break][break]
The holdovers from her former service aren't all beneficial, however. Spending nearly 7 combined years deployed to active war zones in Afghanistan and Iraq has taken quite a toll on Leticia's psych. Sudden loud noises tend to startle her more severely than most; these can be dangerous things like explosions or gunshots, but they can also be more innocuous things - balloons popping, fireworks, loud clattering noises caused by dropped metal, etc. While this certainly isn't debilitating, it serves as a source of infrequent stress for the woman.[break][break]
Leticia has a complicated relationship with the law. She's run afoul of the law many a time in her younger years, back before she joined the Marines. She had seen Afghanistan and Iraq as a chance to escape what she saw as the shackles of society and to be one of the good guys for once - a decade of service taught her it wasn't nearly that black and white. After seeing what happened in war, witnessing ally and enemy alike commit atrocity after atrocity, each one claiming it was done in the name of "justice", the word now leaves a bad taste in her mouth. To her, "justice", unless applied responsibly and tactfully, only perpetuates injustice, as one side's justice is another's injustice. As for how it applies to her job, however - the law is the law, and she understands that she is paid to enforce the law, not what she believes is just, and thus will perform her duty even if she may not necessarily agree with it. That doesn't mean she won't be willing to cut corners now and again, though.
As far as first impressions go, Leticia's personality is anything but what her past might imply. Far from your archetypal stick-up-the-ass senior officer type, she is actually remarkably for someone of her profession. In fact, there is very little about her character that suggests she was ever in law enforcement; if anything, her languid demeanor and the loose, decidedly-unprofessional manner by which she carries herself is arguably more in line with a Central American gang leader than a Brooklyn cop of nearly a decade, setting her far apart from some of her more hard-nosed colleagues.[break][break]
She applies a very 'roll with the punches' sort of attitude to her work, preferring to develop tactics on the fly rather than follow a pre-written plan to the letter. This often leads to her breaking procedure during a mission, putting her at odds with a few of the more straight-backed officers on the force, but this also means that she is significantly more flexible and can swiftly adapt to changing situations on the fly where some of her more by-the-book colleagues might be slower to react or unwilling to breach procedure.[break][break]
Of course, that doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to be serious. Since her promotion to Police Sergeant, the woman has easily settled into her supervisory duties, making use of the skills she had accrued in her days as a Sergeant in the USMC with incredible effectiveness. She takes little pleasure being particularly nasty, necessary as it may be during SWAT operations, or when she needs to discipline an unruly cadet or some such thing. It's largely a residual from her USMC days, a state of mind that was necessary to survive in the military, but is fairly useless in civilian life.[break][break]
That said, the young woman isn't without her flaws. Leticia never excelled by any academic standard; after all, there's a reason she ended up in Afghanistan at the tender age of 18 while her peers all went to cushy universities on the East Coast. Having never had the same academic drive as her fellow students, she is quite inept when it comes to less-applied concepts, and her military career has only solidified this sentiment. She thus cares little for science and philosophy and the like, content to leave the pondering of such bourgeois topics to the likes of her more intellectually-inclined colleagues.[break][break]
That's not to say, however, that Leticia is unintelligent - her intelligence simply derives from more practical sources. Her history with the USMC has left her with a suite of practical and technical skills that she now regularly draws from in her line of work. She is well-trained and versed in operation and maintenance of all types of firearms both civilian- and military-grade, as well as the usage of armored SWAT vehicles, crowd control gear, breaching explosives. and other specialized tactical equipment. She is also trained in first aid, survival, camouflage, rappelling, land navigation, rifle, shotgun and handgun marksmanship, martial arts, and advanced small unit & crowd control tactics in all environments.[break][break]
The holdovers from her former service aren't all beneficial, however. Spending nearly 7 combined years deployed to active war zones in Afghanistan and Iraq has taken quite a toll on Leticia's psych. Sudden loud noises tend to startle her more severely than most; these can be dangerous things like explosions or gunshots, but they can also be more innocuous things - balloons popping, fireworks, loud clattering noises caused by dropped metal, etc. While this certainly isn't debilitating, it serves as a source of infrequent stress for the woman.[break][break]
Leticia has a complicated relationship with the law. She's run afoul of the law many a time in her younger years, back before she joined the Marines. She had seen Afghanistan and Iraq as a chance to escape what she saw as the shackles of society and to be one of the good guys for once - a decade of service taught her it wasn't nearly that black and white. After seeing what happened in war, witnessing ally and enemy alike commit atrocity after atrocity, each one claiming it was done in the name of "justice", the word now leaves a bad taste in her mouth. To her, "justice", unless applied responsibly and tactfully, only perpetuates injustice, as one side's justice is another's injustice. As for how it applies to her job, however - the law is the law, and she understands that she is paid to enforce the law, not what she believes is just, and thus will perform her duty even if she may not necessarily agree with it. That doesn't mean she won't be willing to cut corners now and again, though.
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Full Name: Leticia Paz Maude Gutzwiller Buenaventura[break]
Date of Birth: 24 / 04 / 1984[break]
Place of Birth: Esperanza, Santa Fe, Argentina[break]
Ethnicity: 37.5% Swiss German, 25% Turkish, 12.5% Piedmontese Italian, 12.5% Hejazi Arab, 12.5% Spanish[break]
Height: 5'1"/155cm[break]
Weight: 51kg/112lb. [break]
Blood Type: A-[break]
SSN: ███-███-1783[break]
Language(s): Español (Spanish), English, فارسی (Farsi)[break]
Somatic Report: Generally speaking, "ex-Marine SWAT Officer" is not the first thing that comes to mind when one considers Leticia's appearance. She stands at no more than 5'1", making her one of the shortest officers on the force, with a boyish, narrow-shouldered build. She has thick, wavy, platinum blonde hair, owing to her Central European heritage, flowing in voluminous waves down in to her mid-back when it is not tied up in a messy ponytail. Her eyes are aquamarine in color, vibrant and expressive in appearance, lending her face an almost childish appearance if not for the fact that they are nearly always halfway open due to sleep deprivation. Her gaze is most often bored and half-lidded, but changes rapidly with her emotions, easily giving away her mood on most occasions.[break][break]
Despite her diminutive stature and exceedingly young appearance, Leticia can exude an extremely intimidating aura if she wishes. The fact is, she has the bite to back up her metaphorical bark. Despite her size, it would be folly to think of Leticia as a weakling, for nearly a decade of service has turned what was originally a weak little girl into a prime physical specimen at the absolute peak of athletic aptitude. Indeed, she is remarkably well-built, even moreso than the majority of her colleagues in the force. Whatever the physical limits of such a little frame were, Leticia has somehow surpassed them. Her limbs, though comparatively short and not particularly bulky, display sinewy, rope-like musculature and visible scars from years upon years of intense training and strenuous physical activity, while her core and stomach are visibly well-toned. Her fingers are long and rugged, littered with numerous scars from years of working in the deserts of Iraq and mountains of Afghanistan.[break][break]
In regards to physical capability, though her relatively short legs impede her overall running speed and her small stature limits the sheer strength she can apply to something, she is still capable of outrunning and overpowering the average reasonably-athletic civilian. While she may be at a disadvantage in unarmed combat, she has learned to utilize the advantages of her stature to outmaneuver and tire out opponents, darting about and making herself very difficult to land a hit on while simultaneously using the environment and/or others to inflict damage that she may not necessarily be able to dish out with her fists alone. Additionally, she is second to none in tests of endurance, capable of exerting herself for incredibly long stretches of time before requiring rest, owing to the days upon days upon days of marching and hiking required of her in the Marine Corps.[break][break]
Plainclothes: Leticia's clothing choices favor comfort and practicality over style, and her casual wear reflects this to a tee. She is most often seen in form-fitting pants and casual, typically-oversized T-shirts in dark, monochrome shades along with simple running shoes. A particular staple of the woman's wardrobe is a long, navy blue hooded windbreaker, typically unzipped.[break][break]
On-Duty: Conveniently, Leticia's plainclothes outfit generally doubles as her on-duty outfit seeing as she isn't normally on patrol, but on the job her clothing is distinctly more tactical, consisting of a padded long-sleeve shirt, a dark grey pair of cargo pants with an urban camouflage pattern, and a black pair of combat boots. Her navy blue windbreaker remains a staple on the job.[break]
Documented Information
Education[break][break]
June 2002–Graduated from █████████ High School, General Education
Work History[break][break]
October 2002–Infantry, United States Marine Corps, 34th Infantry Division, 2nd Infantry Brigade Combat Team, 1st Bn. 133rd Infantry Regiment[break]
March 2011–Patrol Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
August 2013–SWAT Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
January 2014–Senior SWAT Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
September 2018–Transferred to Seattle Police Department[break]
January 2019–Sergeant, Seattle Police Department
Full Name: Leticia Paz Maude Gutzwiller Buenaventura[break]
Date of Birth: 24 / 04 / 1984[break]
Place of Birth: Esperanza, Santa Fe, Argentina[break]
Ethnicity: 37.5% Swiss German, 25% Turkish, 12.5% Piedmontese Italian, 12.5% Hejazi Arab, 12.5% Spanish[break]
Height: 5'1"/155cm[break]
Weight: 51kg/112lb. [break]
Blood Type: A-[break]
SSN: ███-███-1783[break]
Language(s): Español (Spanish), English, فارسی (Farsi)[break]
Somatic Report: Generally speaking, "ex-Marine SWAT Officer" is not the first thing that comes to mind when one considers Leticia's appearance. She stands at no more than 5'1", making her one of the shortest officers on the force, with a boyish, narrow-shouldered build. She has thick, wavy, platinum blonde hair, owing to her Central European heritage, flowing in voluminous waves down in to her mid-back when it is not tied up in a messy ponytail. Her eyes are aquamarine in color, vibrant and expressive in appearance, lending her face an almost childish appearance if not for the fact that they are nearly always halfway open due to sleep deprivation. Her gaze is most often bored and half-lidded, but changes rapidly with her emotions, easily giving away her mood on most occasions.[break][break]
Despite her diminutive stature and exceedingly young appearance, Leticia can exude an extremely intimidating aura if she wishes. The fact is, she has the bite to back up her metaphorical bark. Despite her size, it would be folly to think of Leticia as a weakling, for nearly a decade of service has turned what was originally a weak little girl into a prime physical specimen at the absolute peak of athletic aptitude. Indeed, she is remarkably well-built, even moreso than the majority of her colleagues in the force. Whatever the physical limits of such a little frame were, Leticia has somehow surpassed them. Her limbs, though comparatively short and not particularly bulky, display sinewy, rope-like musculature and visible scars from years upon years of intense training and strenuous physical activity, while her core and stomach are visibly well-toned. Her fingers are long and rugged, littered with numerous scars from years of working in the deserts of Iraq and mountains of Afghanistan.[break][break]
In regards to physical capability, though her relatively short legs impede her overall running speed and her small stature limits the sheer strength she can apply to something, she is still capable of outrunning and overpowering the average reasonably-athletic civilian. While she may be at a disadvantage in unarmed combat, she has learned to utilize the advantages of her stature to outmaneuver and tire out opponents, darting about and making herself very difficult to land a hit on while simultaneously using the environment and/or others to inflict damage that she may not necessarily be able to dish out with her fists alone. Additionally, she is second to none in tests of endurance, capable of exerting herself for incredibly long stretches of time before requiring rest, owing to the days upon days upon days of marching and hiking required of her in the Marine Corps.[break][break]
Plainclothes: Leticia's clothing choices favor comfort and practicality over style, and her casual wear reflects this to a tee. She is most often seen in form-fitting pants and casual, typically-oversized T-shirts in dark, monochrome shades along with simple running shoes. A particular staple of the woman's wardrobe is a long, navy blue hooded windbreaker, typically unzipped.[break][break]
On-Duty: Conveniently, Leticia's plainclothes outfit generally doubles as her on-duty outfit seeing as she isn't normally on patrol, but on the job her clothing is distinctly more tactical, consisting of a padded long-sleeve shirt, a dark grey pair of cargo pants with an urban camouflage pattern, and a black pair of combat boots. Her navy blue windbreaker remains a staple on the job.[break]
Documented Information
Education[break][break]
June 2002–Graduated from █████████ High School, General Education
Work History[break][break]
October 2002–Infantry, United States Marine Corps, 34th Infantry Division, 2nd Infantry Brigade Combat Team, 1st Bn. 133rd Infantry Regiment[break]
March 2011–Patrol Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
August 2013–SWAT Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
January 2014–Senior SWAT Officer, City of New York Police Department[break]
September 2018–Transferred to Seattle Police Department[break]
January 2019–Sergeant, Seattle Police Department
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By all reasonable standards, Leticia Paz Buenaventura was not one of those people.[break][break]
Born in the small city of Esperanza in Argentina in 1984, the youngest of three children, to a Swiss mother and Turkish-Latino father, Leticia grew up in during a period of political, economic, and social upheaval in Argentina. In 1989, populist Carlos Menem was elected in the wake of a looming economic crisis and hyperinflation, and her family, originally Swiss farmers who had migrated from Europe in the mid-19th century, was experiencing a slow-but-persistent fall from their formerly upper-middle class status due to the progressively worsening economy.[break][break]
Leticia remembers little of her earliest years, but they were over very soon, as her father would be laid off from his work in 1995, and they would be evicted soon after, forcing them to move to the slums of Buenos Aires. There, living conditions took a nosedive as more and more families like her own poured into the city looking for affordable living; up to 4 to 5 families lived in tiny homes in cramped, unsanitary conditions.[break][break]
By the turn of the century, conditions had worsened to the point that many forced to live in the slums simply couldn't take it anymore - and so the stage was set for the Argentinazo. In December of 2001, the government imposed 'Corral' policies at the behest of economic minister Dominigo Cavallo, restricted people's ability to draw money from banks. This resulted in widespread riots throughout all of Argentina's major cities - but none more violent than the protests that took place on December 19 and 20 in Buenos Aires.[break][break]
Leticia was seventeen years old when the riots took place, and knew exactly what was happening and why it was happening. Their home was among those destroyed during the rioting, and she and her mother were forced to flee as protesters and police fought each other in the streets, with often lethal consequences. Indeed, by the end of the riots, Argentinian police had killed 39 people - and among the bodies were those of her father and two older brothers.[break][break]
Fast forward another year, and Leticia's mother put herself in debt with a cartel in exchange for them to smuggle her and her daughter into Queens, New York, where they could at least live in a country with a stable economy and government. They moved into an East End immigrant working-class neighborhood, her mother working as a housemaid to pay for her daughter's education.[break][break]
However, all of her mother's efforts could do nothing to prevent Leticia from falling in with the wrong crowd. By the time she was 20, Leticia was regularly spending hours upon hours away from the home on the weekends doing God-knows-what with God-knows-who, regularly coming back drunk or high, her mother powerless to stop her.[break][break]
Later that year, at midnight at Christmas Eve 2002, Maude Gutzmiller-Buenaventura vanished without a trace. There was nothing taken nor any note left in the tiny apartment - she was just gone. To this day, Leticia does not know the fate of her mother. She suspects that the Cartel may have had something to do with her disappearance, but beyond that she knows absolutely nothing. She does believe, however, that after so many years of having been missing, her mother is most likely dead.[break][break]
Leticia's life only continued its downward spiral after her mother disappeared; without any sort of parental figure to supervise her she began to cut class frequently in favor of simply lying about the house doing nothing, figuring that she was already fucked and she might as well look to the underworld if she wanted any semblance of a future.[break][break]
It was around that time that she met a boy by the name of Jason White.[break][break]
See, in the East End, most people at or below the age of 18 were either gang members, drug addicts, or on their way towards becoming one or both of those things. Jason White was not one of those kids. He was one of those kids who would grow up to become famous and successful, and be the one writing in their autobiography about how they grew up penniless and only their drive to succeed pulled them out. He was seemingly destined for greatness - straight A student and rising star athlete despite his alcoholic mom and absent dad, didn't drink, smoke, or do drugs, strove to be the perfect role model for his younger brother. It was as if he was the main character, he had everything going for him.[break][break]
Leticia, on the other hand, was one of the kids whose only purpose in life was to die young for the sake of teaching the main character some contrived lesson. And yet, somehow the two became friends, and somehow said friendship quickly turned romantic. During her time knowing Jason, having seen his drive to succeed and having realized how better off his future was than hers despite growing up in the same situation, Leticia began to straighten herself out, partially at his behest. She stopped cutting classes, instead electing to spend time with him at school. She dropped her smoking habit, stopped drinking after seeing the state of his mother, and limited herself only to marijuana. She joined the soccer team at school. She made friends with his little brother Markelle and strove to be a good role model for his sake as well.[break][break]
This was, of course, until Jason took a bullet to the brain halfway through Senior year on the way back from school.[break][break]
She had been there when it happened. It was but collateral damage - a few gang members taking potshots at one another across a residential street, and a stray bullet goes into some nearby kid's dome. It'd happened before, and it'd happen again - all that youth and potential, snuffed out in an instant, all because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. By the time the police arrived, all that was left was a pair of kids, one dead and one alive. They actually thought there had been two fatalities at first glance, as by the time they got there Leticia had curled up on her side beside Jason's body and laid there so deathly still she looked like a corpse herself.[break][break]
The death of Jason White absolutely destroyed his girlfriend and brother. The former, still hanging onto a shred of the altruism that he had given her, tried her best to be there for the latter, but Markelle blamed her in his mind for his brother's death and violently pushed her away, instead picking up on her old habits as she, too, relapsed into the cycle of drinking and smoking and cutting class. At the age of 18, she dropped out of high school, unable to keep more than a D on any of her classes.[break][break]
It was at this point that Leticia stood at a crossroads. She could simply accept that she was doomed to live her entire life like this and die young, or she could try the only other option available to her: the US military. And, well...let's just say that it's anyone's guess which one she chose.[break][break]
If Leticia went into Basic Training a girl, she was certainly a woman by the time she came out. She spent the next nine years of her life with the USMC, serving several tours with a total of 6 years in Afghanistan and Iraq and rising to the rank of Sergeant. It was during Operation Iraqi Freedom that she met the man she now knows as Detective Hollis during his service with the 223rd Military Intelligence Battalion.[break][break]
After nearly a decade of service, the woman finally decided it was time for her to return to civilian life. Of course, there were few civilian careers that could use the skills she learned over the course of her service than that of law enforcement. And so, Leticia put her abilities to use as the NYPD's senior SWAT officer, and thus ended up on the exact opposite side of the law that she really was destined for, alongside her former comrade-in-arms Mason Hollis. The Big Apple would eventually turn rotten, however, and in the aftermath of a particularly high-profile corruption case, she was transferred alongside Detective Hollis to Seattle, Washington.
Some people are born to be cops.
By all reasonable standards, Leticia Paz Buenaventura was not one of those people.[break][break]
Born in the small city of Esperanza in Argentina in 1984, the youngest of three children, to a Swiss mother and Turkish-Latino father, Leticia grew up in during a period of political, economic, and social upheaval in Argentina. In 1989, populist Carlos Menem was elected in the wake of a looming economic crisis and hyperinflation, and her family, originally Swiss farmers who had migrated from Europe in the mid-19th century, was experiencing a slow-but-persistent fall from their formerly upper-middle class status due to the progressively worsening economy.[break][break]
Leticia remembers little of her earliest years, but they were over very soon, as her father would be laid off from his work in 1995, and they would be evicted soon after, forcing them to move to the slums of Buenos Aires. There, living conditions took a nosedive as more and more families like her own poured into the city looking for affordable living; up to 4 to 5 families lived in tiny homes in cramped, unsanitary conditions.[break][break]
By the turn of the century, conditions had worsened to the point that many forced to live in the slums simply couldn't take it anymore - and so the stage was set for the Argentinazo. In December of 2001, the government imposed 'Corral' policies at the behest of economic minister Dominigo Cavallo, restricted people's ability to draw money from banks. This resulted in widespread riots throughout all of Argentina's major cities - but none more violent than the protests that took place on December 19 and 20 in Buenos Aires.[break][break]
Leticia was seventeen years old when the riots took place, and knew exactly what was happening and why it was happening. Their home was among those destroyed during the rioting, and she and her mother were forced to flee as protesters and police fought each other in the streets, with often lethal consequences. Indeed, by the end of the riots, Argentinian police had killed 39 people - and among the bodies were those of her father and two older brothers.[break][break]
A Second Chance.
Fast forward another year, and Leticia's mother put herself in debt with a cartel in exchange for them to smuggle her and her daughter into Queens, New York, where they could at least live in a country with a stable economy and government. They moved into an East End immigrant working-class neighborhood, her mother working as a housemaid to pay for her daughter's education.[break][break]
However, all of her mother's efforts could do nothing to prevent Leticia from falling in with the wrong crowd. By the time she was 20, Leticia was regularly spending hours upon hours away from the home on the weekends doing God-knows-what with God-knows-who, regularly coming back drunk or high, her mother powerless to stop her.[break][break]
Later that year, at midnight at Christmas Eve 2002, Maude Gutzmiller-Buenaventura vanished without a trace. There was nothing taken nor any note left in the tiny apartment - she was just gone. To this day, Leticia does not know the fate of her mother. She suspects that the Cartel may have had something to do with her disappearance, but beyond that she knows absolutely nothing. She does believe, however, that after so many years of having been missing, her mother is most likely dead.[break][break]
Leticia's life only continued its downward spiral after her mother disappeared; without any sort of parental figure to supervise her she began to cut class frequently in favor of simply lying about the house doing nothing, figuring that she was already fucked and she might as well look to the underworld if she wanted any semblance of a future.[break][break]
It was around that time that she met a boy by the name of Jason White.[break][break]
He Was Everything.
See, in the East End, most people at or below the age of 18 were either gang members, drug addicts, or on their way towards becoming one or both of those things. Jason White was not one of those kids. He was one of those kids who would grow up to become famous and successful, and be the one writing in their autobiography about how they grew up penniless and only their drive to succeed pulled them out. He was seemingly destined for greatness - straight A student and rising star athlete despite his alcoholic mom and absent dad, didn't drink, smoke, or do drugs, strove to be the perfect role model for his younger brother. It was as if he was the main character, he had everything going for him.[break][break]
Leticia, on the other hand, was one of the kids whose only purpose in life was to die young for the sake of teaching the main character some contrived lesson. And yet, somehow the two became friends, and somehow said friendship quickly turned romantic. During her time knowing Jason, having seen his drive to succeed and having realized how better off his future was than hers despite growing up in the same situation, Leticia began to straighten herself out, partially at his behest. She stopped cutting classes, instead electing to spend time with him at school. She dropped her smoking habit, stopped drinking after seeing the state of his mother, and limited herself only to marijuana. She joined the soccer team at school. She made friends with his little brother Markelle and strove to be a good role model for his sake as well.[break][break]
This was, of course, until Jason took a bullet to the brain halfway through Senior year on the way back from school.[break][break]
Dead People Don't Dream.
She had been there when it happened. It was but collateral damage - a few gang members taking potshots at one another across a residential street, and a stray bullet goes into some nearby kid's dome. It'd happened before, and it'd happen again - all that youth and potential, snuffed out in an instant, all because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. By the time the police arrived, all that was left was a pair of kids, one dead and one alive. They actually thought there had been two fatalities at first glance, as by the time they got there Leticia had curled up on her side beside Jason's body and laid there so deathly still she looked like a corpse herself.[break][break]
The death of Jason White absolutely destroyed his girlfriend and brother. The former, still hanging onto a shred of the altruism that he had given her, tried her best to be there for the latter, but Markelle blamed her in his mind for his brother's death and violently pushed her away, instead picking up on her old habits as she, too, relapsed into the cycle of drinking and smoking and cutting class. At the age of 18, she dropped out of high school, unable to keep more than a D on any of her classes.[break][break]
It was at this point that Leticia stood at a crossroads. She could simply accept that she was doomed to live her entire life like this and die young, or she could try the only other option available to her: the US military. And, well...let's just say that it's anyone's guess which one she chose.[break][break]
Semper Fidelis.
If Leticia went into Basic Training a girl, she was certainly a woman by the time she came out. She spent the next nine years of her life with the USMC, serving several tours with a total of 6 years in Afghanistan and Iraq and rising to the rank of Sergeant. It was during Operation Iraqi Freedom that she met the man she now knows as Detective Hollis during his service with the 223rd Military Intelligence Battalion.[break][break]
After nearly a decade of service, the woman finally decided it was time for her to return to civilian life. Of course, there were few civilian careers that could use the skills she learned over the course of her service than that of law enforcement. And so, Leticia put her abilities to use as the NYPD's senior SWAT officer, and thus ended up on the exact opposite side of the law that she really was destined for, alongside her former comrade-in-arms Mason Hollis. The Big Apple would eventually turn rotten, however, and in the aftermath of a particularly high-profile corruption case, she was transferred alongside Detective Hollis to Seattle, Washington.
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