LOOK FOR THE LIGHT.
SNIPER.
an independent and original portrayal of [iliana falcón] for [the last of us] verse.
#misthios.
❝ It doesn't make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who's dead.
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DOSSIER.
basics.
name: iliana falcón
alias: ana, lana
date of birth: unknown
place of birth: artemisa, cuba
last known location: jackson, wyoming
physical.
height: 5'6
hair color: brown
eye color: brown
notable features: numerous scars
mental.
moral alignment: chaotic good
myers-briggs: ENFP-T
temperament: choleric
allegiance: fireflies
fireflies notes.
iliana falcón, elite firefly soldier and sniper.
known skills.
a highly adept shot with a rifle, and well-trained in hand-to-hand combat. high level of knowledge in field first aid, and a keen skill for foraging, a highly useful ally.
known family.
mother: josefina falcón [DECEASED]
father: roberto falcón [DECEASED]
fedra notes.
known links to the insurrection and terrorism in quarantine zones, suspected high-ranking firefly — arrest on sight.
solos.
background.
biography.
there’s little iliana remembers of the world before, but she was born into it — just barely. the daughter of a cuban military family, the falcóns crossed the channel to florida when she was still an infant. their escape came with a plan, a purpose: iliana would follow in their footsteps, wear a uniform, serve something greater.but the outbreak didn’t care about plans.the world fell apart before she ever understood it, but iliana was safer than most. her parents were soldiers — sharp-eyed, steady-handed, and cold when they needed to be. no qz, no fedra. just the falcóns. they lived off the map and liked it that way. dependence was weakness. survival meant isolation — and discipline.by the time iliana could lift a rifle, her training had begun. she was raised like a soldier, not a daughter.then came marlene.iliana was still a teenager when the stranger arrived — and for once, her parents didn’t treat a trespasser like a threat. they listened. they followed, perhaps they simply missed that sense of being. and soon, iliana did too. the fireflies offered something rare: belief. a cause that felt bigger than survival.she became one of marlene’s most trusted assets — fast, focused, and deadly before she even turned twenty. a ghost in the dark, iliana moved between qz, smuggling intelligence and eliminating targets. to most, she was a myth. to the fireflies, she was a weapon.there were moments of humanity. friendships that burned bright and fast. brief connections that didn’t survive the road. but it was enough — enough to keep her going.her parents lived long enough to die natural deaths. that was iliana’s greatest victory. in a world where life ended in screams or silence, they went out softly. and she knew she wouldn't get the same ending.but that was never the point.
as time wore on, iliana began to see marlene differently. the sharp edges of her belief, the way purpose bled into obsession — it all became harder to ignore. but duty kept her close. not to the cause, not really. to marlene. to the woman who once cared for her dying parents when no one else would. that kind of debt doesn’t wash off easy.when salt lake city fell, when the hospital became a graveyard, iliana felt something she hadn’t in years — relief. not joy. not peace. just a release. marlene’s chase for a cure had swallowed too much, and even her little assassin had run out of reasons to keep following.but the blood stayed with her.so she ran — not out of fear, but because there was nowhere else to go. only one place made sense. a community she knew well. a gate she’d passed through before. and a familiar face waiting on the other side — jackson.