PRENTISS, emily

[mei]

~ GENERAL INFORMATION


Full Name:

Emily Prentiss

Aliases:

Lauren Reynolds (only select Interpol agents know)

Age:

31

Birth Place:

Kyiv, Ukraine

Current Residence:

Quantico, Virginia

Occupations:

• JTF-12 Member (Interpol)
  
• SA (FBI)
  
• BAU SSA (FBI)

~ APPEARANCE


Height:

5'9"

Weight:

130 lbs

Hair Color:

Dark brown

Eye Color:

Dark brown

Distinctive Features:

Prentiss is not known for any remarkable nor distinctive features, though if you ask others her nose may be on the pointy side.

~ PERSONALITY


Skills and Abilities:

Psyche Evaluation:

• Ambitious
  
• Able to compartmentalize - Prentiss has a way of taking most things as a grain of salt; it takes a lot to move her
  
• Self-assessed nerd
  
• Empathetic - may feel strongly towards victims and crime scenes, dependent on the nature of them
  
• Sarcastic
  
• Self-sacrificing - she'd take one for the team
  
• Level-headed
  

Anything Else:

~ BACKGROUND


Family Relations:

Education:

Her alma mater is Yale

Titles and Accomplishments:

Criminal Record:

Medical Record:

Significant Events:

• 1976, birth; Ukraine
  
• age 3, moved to Saudi Arabia
  
• age 7 - 13, constant relocating around the Middle East
  
• age 14, moved to Italy
  
• age 15, abortion
  
• age 22, graduated with honors from Yale
  
• age 23, picked up by CIA
  
• age 26, sent to an Interpol team; JTF-12
  
• age 27, assume undercover identity of Lauren Reynolds
  
• age 29, help imprison criminal Ian Doyle
  
• age 30, transferred to FBI
  
• age 31, transferred to BAU
  

~ ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE TABLE


Name:

mei!

Age:

23

Questions/Comments/Concerns:

Zilch

RP SAMPLE

Emily slipped the Glock back into its holster, her hands hovering around her waist. She'd spent the last hour shooting at practice targets, and her hands were becoming numb from the slightest of recoils. Any other day and Emily would be fine. But a recent mishap during the apprehension of an unsub had left her with sore wrists and bruised ribs. It was her own fault, really, but she wanted very chance to prove herself. Most people would believe it was Emily's ambassador of a mother who had pulled some strings to get Emily into the BAU. Hotchner himself believed Emily's presence was to threaten his own. But honestly, you live under your mother's shadow long enough… you learn to do things for yourself. Not to mention all those years of undercover work with the Interpol.

Nodding a curt good-bye to the agent beside her, she slipped her blazer on and left to return to the BAU. It was time to head home to Sergio - he was probably hungry. Passing through the large glass doors of the BAU, Emily walked to her desk and quickly reached for her bag. Through her peripheral she could see Gideon and Hotch discussing a matter of business, then a sudden interruption by JJ. Emily knew by the sudden changes in their expressions and the solemnity of the content of discussion, that Sergio would have to wait for his dinner. Pulling our her phone, she dialed her neighbor's number. "Hey, I won't be back tonight. Can you go over and feed Sergio? … Yeah, something came up at work. Thank you so much."

Pocketing her phone, Emily headed up the stairs towards the conference room.

credits: max wrote this whole damn thing herself and she'd really appreciate if you didn't take it without asking!

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[~ MAX]

Welcome to the site Mei! That was a great portrayal of Emily. You've been
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