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| Nick Jessington grew up in the suburbs of Raccoon City, his childhood spent daydreaming of becoming a cop and protecting innocent citizens. When he was eleven, Nick witnessed the murder of his neighbor, a young college woman in her mid-twenties. He had watched as her boyfriend beat her brutally with a tire iron. He had run inside of his house, and called 911, hoping the police would show up and stop him from killing her. Although his intentions were good, it had ultimately cost the woman her life. He had watched as the police tried to negotiate with the man, who now had the badly beaten and bloody woman held at gunpoint. The police failed, as the man had pulled the trigger, spraying her brains across the pavement, before turning the gun on himself. From that day forward, he swore he would become a cop, and prevent that from ever happening again. When he turned 18, he was accepted into the police academy, right outside of Raccoon. He spent the next two years working on becoming the best cop he could be. Almost perfect marksmanship, top of the class in hostage negotiation. He even took Urban B&E courses, getting top marks on everything. Unfortunately, in the end, he became a security guard for Raccoon Hospital, waiting for acceptance into the RPD. He eagerly awaits the day he will see a letter of acceptance in his mailbox. Special training/abilities: Great marksman. Skilled in B&E, and hostage negotiation. Weaknesses: Low self esteem, Suffers from Arachnophobia. Takes meds for Chronic migraines. Asthmatic. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
