Name/Pseudonym: Alias - Thomas Elias Sinclair; Codename - 'Patch'; Real Name - Benjamin Franklin Pierce[REDACTED]

Gender: Male

Age: Late 20s; DOB - [REDACTED]

Appearance: At 5'7" with a medium height, medium build and an entirely undistinguished appearance Patch is almost the perfect undercover agent, one who blends into the crowd without being noticed or standing out in any way.


Agency: Formerly British Secret Intelligence Service (Military Intelligence, Section 6), currently disavowed due to 'ungentlemanly conduct'

Back"story": Tom is a talented medic who has been slowly touring the world, going wherever work takes him. During his career he's worked as a nurse in the US, helped set-up aid centres in the Middle East and assisted in disaster relief operations across Asia. Never staying in any one place too long Tom has been known to quit his job at a moment's notice whenever wanderlust strikes him.



Specialization:
Patch's skill set revolves around being the first man on the scene, whenever and wherever that may be. With the ability to move quickly through almost any terrain he always makes sure to be there whenever someone needs a little medicinal assistance.

Other:

Name/Pseudonym: Alias - Sera Jayne McBride; Codename - 'Condor'; Real Name - Sarah Marianne Corina Lewe

Gender: Female

Age: Mid 30s; DOB - June 13

Appearance: 5' 9" with an athletic build Sarah is attractive enough to turn a guy's head, while not being so outstanding as to leave an impression.

Agency: No official allegience, ties to several underground and terrorist organisations across the US and former Soviet States of Russia.

Back"story": Sarah is currently on the run from several law enforcement agencies and has learnt to survive off the radar, living off the land and involving herself in society only when she has to. She's currently trying to track down those responsible for the deaths of her family, but taking her time and being cautious in her associations.



Specialization:
Sarah's tactics revolve around shock-and-awe, using the maximum amount of force possible to take down opponents before they can recover enough to strike back. In most of her assignments her targets never even realised they were under attack until it was too late.

Other:

Name/Pseudonym: real name[REDACTED] Alias: Jack Turpin
Gender: Male
Age: mid 20's DOB: [REDACTED]

Appearance:

Jack is rather tall standing at about six feet four inches tall.
Agency: If you looked you would see that he was connected to the CIA until he stole something he shouldn't have. There are references of his past connected to something called Project Juno

Back"story": Jack Turpin is just your average American expatriate living in England. His records show nothing interesting at all. He is just a normal person. His passport is in working order. Jack works as a bartender at a local pub. He doesn't need the money but he does it cause it is a fun way to meet people. Everyone loves a bartender.

Past:
There really was not a life before the Agency for young Jack. If that even is his real name. See Jack cannot remember a life before his eight birthday. All he remembers is the Farm and Project Juno. The American government decided that they needed a new breed of spy. They decided to start training spies from early ages. Their thought was to test if they could use the learning of children to make these spies.

Jack remembers stealing a wallet from a man. From there he was tapped to join Project Juno. He thought he got away with it until the man he robbed showed up in his base. He had stolen from a CIA operative who was out trying to see if they could find anyone for the project and Jack fit the bill. That day [REDACTED] died in a tragic fire and was replaced with Jack Turpin.

For the next ten years Jack was taught to be the perfect thief. The idea of the program was that no one would suspect that a child was attempting to rob them. No one would suspect anything. Not many got through the entire program and Jack was one of the few ones left alive. So when he legally could join the CIA, he did and was read into a group called Third Talon. The idea of this group was to do the jobs deemed to dark for the regular Agency. Since Jack did not exist there was no risk if he was caught.

However things were not as they seemed. After three years of working for Third Talon he discovered that Third Talon had gone rogue. Or maybe they were doing these missions under orders from someone high up in the Agency. Jack found out that they were connected to numerous different drug cartels trying to supply money and drugs to different organizations around the world. Jack tried to steal Intel that would get Third Talon removed from the records. However someone got to Jack before he could get the final piece he needed to, he was disavowed from the CIA. He was knocked out and woke up in London. He still had papers that his earlier days that could help him make himself a new life. He remembered about a safe house in the area and he decided to head there. He needed a place to hide

He now lives in Cornwall as a local bartender. He is currently trying to get the Intel he needs to get Third Talon removed and so he could return to the Agency. His skills as a thief would definitely help him.

Specialization:
Master-Stealth
Expert- Athletics
Other:


Cat like grace: He moves quickly and silently when he wants to be. He is very very sneaky and has no qualms with stealing baubles from the people in the house. When it comes to thievery there are few better.

Crafty: He had to learn early on to quickly change his methods on the fly. Sometimes though he needs help to get out when his plans go south.

Name/Pseudonym: Alias - Everett Zhang Xian Jing; Codename - Kheshig; Real name - [REDACTED]

Gender: Male

Age: Late twenties, possibly early thirties

Appearance: Standing at 5'9, Everett is relatively tall for a Chinaman. Almost serious all the time, he looks like the sort of man who could claim to have never smiled or laughed without eliciting disbelief. He keeps his black hair as long as it is practical; too short, and it would be obvious that he was military. Too long and it would affect his other job. Thus, his fringe sits just above his eyebrow, and he purposely keeps it disheveled to give him a more 'civilian' look. His brown eyes seem to be always on the verge of closing, making him look bored or disinterested at best.

Agency: Ministry of State Security, People's Republic of China. Disavowed as per mission requirement following botched assassination attempt on [DATA EXPUNGED]

Back"story": Everett is a Chinese immigrant who has only recently moved to Cornwall in search of greener pastures. He earns a living as a freelance computer technician, and is known among the community as a hard-worker who always delivers and never smiles.



Past: Before Everett was with the ministry, he was with the Second Department of Military Intelligence. Before he was with the department, he was a member of the elite PLA Special Operations Force. Before that, he was - as described by himself - a bastard in Heilongjiang with no education, no future and no life. Had he been born in the city rather than in a remote village, he would have perhaps fared better, but there was no place for a child born out of wedlock in rural China. Sure, he pulled his own weight, but even as a child he knew that he would never truly command respect from his peers.

Thus, it was little to surprise to anyone that he voluntarily joined the army as soon as he became of age. It had seemed like the best option for him at the time; no one would care about his background there, and even if anyone asked, he could make up whatever story he liked. Which officer would have the time to double-check the background of a single recruit hailing from a remote part of a remote region of a remote province? To everyone in his training unit, he was just another poor conscript who did not manage to evade the draft.

Soon enough, however, his determination to prove himself made him stand out among his peers. However, he never did show any aptitude in leading, and neither did he have the educational qualifications to become anything beyond an enlisted man. Sensing that it would be a waste for a person of Everett's caliber to become just another regular, rank-and-file soldier, he was sent for further training with the elite Special Operations Force. If he washed out, then his name would be among the dozens who would certainly suffer the same fate and would thus be no great loss to the army as a whole.

Everett's time in the SOF was spent between bettering himself - he never did have a trade beyond farming, after all - and taking part on highly dangerous raids against the rising East Turkestan Islamic Movement. It was during these raids that his unusually observant nature was noted. He noticed what most men did not, and identified clues and items of importance where most would write them off as just clutter. Coupled with his slowly-but-surely increasing aptitude with electronic devices and the like, it was only a matter of years before he was transferred to the Second Department to act as a SIGINT operative.

His new job required him to sit behind a desk more than being out in the field, and while Everett initially found it to be dreary job, he soon found a silver lining in the amount of free time he had been afforded. It allowed him to work on some of the more outlandish devices he had dreamed up during his training with the SOF. He started small, creating EMP devices no larger than a brick that could short out partially-shielded electronic grids, and eventually worked his way up to grenade-sized EMP charges that could either be thrown or attached like a block of C4.

It was by pure chance that he was transferred to the MSS. An agent had been burned for unknown reasons and they needed someone urgently to fill the gap left behind. With almost no family to speak of, and very little in the way of acquaintances outside of the military, Everett was chosen. This presented him the perfect opportunity to test out some of his weirder creations, ranging from a device that took down walls via resonant frequency to something with temporarily deafened people with a directed cone of low-frequency background noise. Coupled with his aptitude in hacking, his jobs were quickly characterized by the total collapse of his target's power grid followed by a rapid assault with his silenced rifle.

His time with the MSS came to an end when he was tasked with the targeted killing of [DATA EXPUNGED]. The mission went well initially, but ended in catastrophe when one of his timed EMP charges was late by a mere second. That one second resulted in him tripping an invisible alarm, which in turn led to him being discovered by his target's guards. [DATA EXPUNGED], Everett managed to escape with his objective complete, but his career shattered. The MSS had little choice but to brand him a rogue agent to mitigate the political fallout.

Thankfully for Everett, he had made plenty of friends during his years with the MSS. [REDACTED], a prominent businessman whose career Everett had saved during one of his data-mining missions, provided him with the materials necessary to forge a new life beyond China. Everett made his way to Cornwall, where he decided to stop for the time-being to regain his bearings and decide on his future.

By day, he works as a freelance computer technician, but still keeps himself occupied by taking on less-than-legal jobs that require his kind of expertise. Old thrills are hard to beat, after all.

Specialization:
Everett's tactics only appear to be sophisticated simply because of the gadgets he uses, but beneath it all is a simple, brute-force, shock-and-awe strike that takes his target by absolute surprise. Though he never uses timed charges anymore, he can still manage to render his target blind, dumb and mute before going in for the kill with his silenced rifle.
Master: Gadgetry
Expert: Tech Savvy

Other:

Gadgeteer: There is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by a gadget, and there is no gadget that is beyond Everett's imagination or skill.

Moral Compass: Do not assume that Everett is amoral simply because of his work. What he did for the MSS, he did because he truly believed (and still does) that it was for the betterment of the state as a whole. As a freelance contractor, those who offer him jobs that he deems morally repugnant can very easily find themselves in his crosshairs.

Adaptive: While he cannot account for every scenario, he is adept enough to be able to change his plans on the fly to suit changing mission parameters. Sometimes he can even turn an unexpected hitch into a welcome advantage over his adversaries.

The Great Wall: Saying that Everett keeps to himself would be an understatement. Call it caution, call it paranoia, but the main point is that talking about his person is something Everett seldom does. Coaxing even the slightest of information of his life can be a challenge for the smoothest talker. While this works well for someone like Everett, it cuts both ways. A person who keeps everyone out keeps potential allies out as well.

Name/Pseudonym: Angelo Ortega
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: no wings obviously
Agency: (national intelligence center in Spain) Centro Nacional de Inteligencia [burned agent] was given an order to take down a known terrorist organization operating in the area and while Angelo was able to neutralize the threat Angelo was also told to kill any witnesses to what had happened which meant Angelo would be forced to kill the hostages that the terrorist were using as leverage Angelo instantly refused and as such was considered rouge as Angelo was then helping the hostages get out of the country Angelo went dark.
Back"story": Angelo is known as a architect to most as a famous builder and inspector of buildings which gives him access to most anywhere he needs. born in Sagunto and born to family of archeologists Angelo was born around the ancient buildings and making new ones.
Past: not really able to remember much just a nice sandy beach in Hawaii where he spent most of his life as his father was in the military and thank god for Hawaii but still Angelo did move often to other bases and as such has learned different languages
Specialty:
master: tech savvy
expert: assault rifles

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Name/Pseudonym: Cecelia "Birdseed" Garron; Real name: Magdeline Torres
Gender: Female
Age: Late 20s (in appearance)
Appearance:

Magdeline stands at about 5'4" and slim. She has an athletic build, due to her swimming past (details in "past").
Agency: Magdeline worked for an agency that has no name but 'Gamma'.
Back"story": Cecelia is a factory worker who works outside Plymouth for a big corporation. She has a USA passport and a work visa.
background check info: According to records, Cecelia has had 3 jobs: a secretary for a small corporation that sells mechanical toys, a US attourney, and the factory desk job outside Plymouth.
Past: Magdeline was raised in an alright household. Her parents were divorced, but her mom was able to get by. She had a corporate job and worked 10-12 hour shifts. But the bills were paid and they had weekends to spend time together, usually at Magdeline's swim meets on Saturdays, since she's been on the swim team since 3rd grade. Once Magdeline grew up, she joined the US military, because she didn't know what she wanted to do. Her ability with talking down hostiles (that weren't shooting immediately) and her prowess with technical gadgets (homemade stun grenades, smoke bombs, etc) earned her a ticket to this organization that was known to the military as 'the watch'. She was drugged while being transported to the location of the Gamma HQ, but once there, they immediately started testing (once she was dressed. Not Alpha Protocol style). She was best with a pistol. Just enough power to detonate anything she needed to from her arsenal of homemade grenades and shock traps.

After her first few missions, she was sent to the UK to investigate a corporation that was supposedly slowly killing the entire city of London. Turns out, it was a global gang, and Magdeline was almost killed and/or sexually used, knowing gangs and all that. Once she got out, using some molotave cocktails via the stash of liquor they stored, probably stolen, she destroyed the building. No idea of the status of those inside. A few days later, she happened to have fallen out of her bed that night while still staying asleep. She moves around a lot at night. Well, that night, there was a hit on the house, mafia style. Machine guns and lots of bullets. She was under the initial spray of lead. She crawled her way to the basement to make her escape. Attempting to contact her main handler the next morning, she got no response, so she left her PDA there where she tried to contact Gamma and left, trying to find somewhere to go. Following a hop, skip, and a few contacts she's made since joining Gamma, she finally got word of a location in Cornwall. So by paying off the last contact for information, Magdeline packed her stuff and headed off to the only safe safehouse available to her.
Specialization:
Master-Conversationalist
Expert-Gadgetry
Other:
Asexual: While Magdeline can manipulate others' arousal to an extent, her work with and love of gadgets have kind of stifled her sexual desires. She's swung for both teams, but now prefers neither.

Sexually Oblivious: Outside of missions where it's necessary, Magdeline doesn't catch hidden innuendos or advances towards her verbally, since her sexual orientation is currently "N/A".

Versitile: If her time training on psychological fronts has taught her anything, it's that you need to act a certain way to get a certain response. To that extent, Magdeline will act however she needs to to get the desired reaction from her target, in the field of course. Outside of missions, Magdeline just acts herself.