Last and in many ways least among the agents of Section B, Medic was forced to face his lackluster existence and the attitude that accompanied it. When even his few meager accomplishments started circling the drain and his life started to fall apart, along came Rebekah and sealed his fate. He goes by Brock now.
Additional information on Brock is available on his page.
Sometimes Elvis can be a bit of a worrywart but sometimes that’s exactly what you need. He might be a bit inexperienced, maybe even a bit naive, but he can also move physical objects with just his mind. Besides, if he’s already a capable Section B agent at this age, one can only imagine where this lad is headed.
Elvis’ deets are on his page.
According to Mira, her family’s history may be intertwined with torture and mass murder. She also claims to have been involved with drug runners. To casual onlookers these might seem like fanciful tales but to those who have seen her “special dance” such suggestions might come across as unnervingly brutal facts. Either way, she doesn’t really care.
You can find out a little more about Mirabelle on her page.
Dominic joined Section B just as he was recovering from a career-ending boxing injury. This had been his final attempt at trying to find a calling in life and it ended with him throwing in the proverbial towel. Then he met Rebekah, they talked, and suddenly his search for purpose didn’t seem important anymore.
Read more about Dominic on his page.
Maybe it was a crisis of conscience or maybe it was the classic middle-aged variety but whatever the cause, Dmitri parted ways with his old life right about the time he met Rebekah. Maybe it was because of her. Either way, they quickly developed a complex relationship that she occasionally regrets having made inebriated contributions to.
There’s some more info on Dmitri on his page.
Now that /sectionb is about to close the loop and maybe even answer some of those nagging questions, I thought it might be nice to share some stylized headshots of the gang. I went through many iterations to ensure that I captured the most accurate and authentic representation of each agent.
The woman pictured above is Rebekah Heinrich, alias “The Handler”. She has a brief bio on her page.
It’s been well over a decade since I bore witness to the unspeakable. I’d thought that it was behind us, forgotten and buried, gone and dealt with.
I was wrong.
This time around Sarah was there to experience the carnage with me.
As in the past, this year’s Santa Claus Parade had a heavy police presence and everyone looking over their shoulders.
A dour paramilitary presence added somber tones to the distressing gathering.
And, as before, there were crass displays of wanton debauchery and depravity.
It seems few people heeded my warnings. Although I doubt many more will do so next year, it’s my sincere hope that this message will reach at least a few and that the annuals horrors imposed on the city by this event can be alleviated, even if only slightly.
Pieces of the Gardiner Expressway have been falling off for quite some time now but the deterioration of 65-year-old elevated road running along downtown Toronto’s southern edge is now unnervingly visible.
Services advertised on Bathurst near Dundas.
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