[hider=Reaper]
[b]Real Name:[/b] Adrian Courte
[b]Alias:[/b] Preferential alias is Reaper; other aliases include Aurik Aldo (used while in Berlin; tends not to use this alias where Saeder-Krupp might hear), Hood, The Red, the Dancer, and Ripper, most of these coined by his enemies.
[b]Age:[/b] 63
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Metatype:[/b] Elf
[b]Specialization:[/b] Tactical Mage/Minor Adept; Mentor spirit, Dragonslayer

[b]Appearance:[/b] Reaper stands at about 5' 10", with a slim, wiry, compact build, reminiscent of a runner, dancer, or gymnast. Dresses casually most of the time, a simple t-shirt (or button-up or polo if he's feeling slightly fancier) and cargo pants will serve him well. Favors warm colors in his clothing, especially various shades of red. Bright green eyes and blood-red hair which he protests is 100% natural (which it is- no one believes him, though). Commonly seen wearing his custom armored coat, with the excuse of, [color=crimson]"Safety first."[/color]

[b]Personality:[/b] To put it in Reaper's own words:

[color=crimson]"Folks hear 'Dragonslayer' and there's an image that always comes to their heads: some brawny meathead who probably eats the iron they pump and runs face-first into every firefight they can find, no matter the risk. Stupid, naive, trying to be like some kinda hero. And heroes don't belong in the shadows, do they?

"But look at the heroes of old- Sigurd, Siegfried, Odysseus, Theseus, St. George. They all have something in common: taking down dragons, monsters, nightmares, what have you. But what's also important to note is [i]how[/i] they do it. They don't always charge in, sword drawn, banner flying- that would get them killed like an idiot. See, heroes, they don't win because they're the biggest or strongest or fastest- there's nothing great about that. 

"Heroes win because they're the [i]smartest."[/i][/color]

In short, Reaper takes his following of the Dragonslayer very seriously- seriously enough that he'd like to make sure he can live to fight another day. Sure, he'll get into a tussle every now and then, sticks it to the corps any chance he gets, and he's got a bit too much of a penchant for cold drinks and warm bodies on his off days. But when it's time to go to work, the Reaper stops playing. Reaper prefers to outmaneuver, outsmart, and outplay his opponents rather than facing them head-on. Someone wants to play sniper? Polar Fog, then fireball his nest. Street sam gets too close for comfort? Amp your reflexes and slip through his fingers. Reaper is a good runner for the same reason that he idolizes the heroes of legend: he [i]always[/i] has a plan.

[b]Bio:[/b] [color=crimson]So, New Orleans. Born and raised there, just eight days post-Awakening. Must have been an awful shock to my parents, having a kid with pointy ears, but they were pretty chill about it- loved me just the same as any parent should love their child. Maybe that's why I got into fights so often as a kid. Didn't understand why everyone couldn't act the way my parents did toward that whole meta-nonsense. Riled me up something fierce when someone tried to hassle me or someone else for having the wrong-shaped ears, or horns, or tusks. Gave my parents no end of grief, I'm sure, but I think sometimes I could see a little pride in my dad's eyes when I came home with another bruise for someone else's sake. Don't think he minded me fighting so much if it was for a good cause.

...Where was I? Ah, right. I Awakened when I was thirteen- shoved a kid who was trying to start something with another elf kid. Didn't even shove him that hard, though the distance he flew, you'd be mistaken for thinking otherwise. He wasn't hurt too bad, I don't think, though he never could sit quite still around me from then on. It was only a couple years after that that I met Dragonslayer. Had a thing for me fighting, being the hero and stuff like that. Gave me incentives to fight even more, to punch above my weight class, maybe even make a real difference for something or someone. What, I was gonna turn that down? Dragonslayer's like that cool uncle who shows up at family gatherings and tells ya stories about wrestling bears an' drek. You just can't say no, no matter how much of the vapors it gives Mommy and Daddy.

Had my first taste of the shadows when I got out of school- ended up working for a gang of smugglers on the docks. Turns out someone who can roll in a wall of fog or flashbang a crowd of police on a whim is in pretty high demand for people who would like very much not to be noticed. Anyway, ran with them for a couple years- got a bit of a reputation once I started getting into the "play hard" part of the Dragonslayer gig. Got into a few scrapes. Heh. But yeah, I learned what I could from those guys, made my two bits, and started traveling. Did whatever job came my way, moved to Berlin when the anarchists won, just 'cause it seemed like the better fights were there. It was a pretty sweet setup up until Lofwyr and Saeder-Krupp shut the whole damn thing down. I tried East Berlin on for a while, but it just wasn't the same, and SK was starting to breathe down my neck for some of the things I'd done there. Booked a flight back to the Americas earliest chance I got.

After that, it's kinda fuzzy- I've been just about everywhere. Seattle, Denver, Chicago, even did a few odd jobs in Tir Tairngire. Eventually, though, I guess New Orleans just wanted me back. So here I am, I guess, looking for the next Big Bad that needs my boot up their ass. Got any leads on that, by the by? That'd be shiny.[/color]
 
[b]Cyberware/Bioware:[/b] None. Reaper's policy toward cyberware can be summed up in one word: Don't.

[b]Loadout:[/b] 
-Ares Predator IV (a runner's best friend)
-Secure Hooded Long Coat (dark red in color, obviously)
-Machete (for when that street sam gets a little too cozy)
-Reagents (Duh.)
-Basic survival kit (First aid, rations, etc. Be prepared.)

[hider=Opinion of teammates]
[b][u]Traction:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"Cold, sharp, distant- like getting pelted with ice and broken glass from across the room. She doesn't really get cozy to anyone. Shame- she's pretty easy on the eyes for a decker. But she's good at what she does, I'll give her that- there's a fair few doors I'd have never seen the other side of if not for her. If she could just pull that telephone pole outta her ass, she'd be a treat."[/color]

-Reaper is more than slightly put off by Traction's standoffishness, but he recognizes the utility of having someone as talented as her on the team.

[b][u]Yegor:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"Kid could have been a hell of a Dragonslayer. He hits things where they hurt, he's got more guns on him than most Lone Stars have in their whole arsenal, and he's even pretty savvy, even if his language doesn't exactly show it. But the kid's pretty damaged, astrally speaking. Makes me sad. Kid's carrying some weight, I'll tell you that- you don't go to the measures he has to un-magic yourself unless something really bad happened. I'll try to be as good a drinking buddy as I can to him, but I make no promises."[/color]

-Reaper primarily feels pity for Yegor, having seen what he used to be, and understanding what that means. Still, he appreciates Yegor's talent as a gunslinger, and his devil-may-care attitude.

[b][u]Caewil:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"Cath? She's all right. Nice having another elf to reminisce with, and a mage besides, when she's not looking down on you from [i]orbit.[/i] Girl's way too confident for her own good. Sure, she can talk you and everyone else within a few square miles in circles, and that's good for some things. But she's frequently also talking down, which just rubs me wrong. Seriously, what is it with the girls in this outfit?"[/color]

-Reaper finds Caewil arrogant to the point of finding her completely unappealing, which is unusual for him. He knows her talents have their place in the crew, but that doesn't mean he has to like it.

[b][u]Damien:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"Dude, this guy. Fucking amazing, right? Not an ounce of chrome on 'im aside from his eyes, and he's still kicking ass at his age. He doesn't even have to be [i]there,[/i] either, he can pop you from across the city! I might ask him if he can teach me a thing or two about driving- Traction may be getting the techy drek, but someone's got to inherit the wheelman part, right?"[/color]

-Reaper idolizes Damien for being the embodiment of his entire philosophy- using what you've got on hand to bring down things you've  normally got no business taking down. Out of the entire crew, he respects Damien the most, both for being a badass and for having the least mental instability out of his teammates.

[b][u]Recluse:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"Patient. Methodical. Guy knows how to make a plan and stick to it. Made me consider seeing what that Spider biz was all about for a little bit. But the kid's too burned out for my tastes- spends more time in the astral than he does on solid ground. If he could kick the drugs and take a shower, we might be chums, but I just don't see that happening. Kicking his habits, I mean. Ah, well- at least I can always watch the fireworks."[/color]

-While he has his reservations about Recluse personally, he has a grudging respect for his talents, especially when it comes to planning a run or a trap.

[b][u]Kali:[/u][/b] [color=crimson]"...Seriously? I mean, really? This girl... un-fucking-believeable. I don't even know why we've got her on the crew aside from the obvious "shoot me" sign she's got tattooed on her forehead. Useful, sure, but the bitch is unstable to a stupid extent. All those BTLs and stims are gonna take their toll eventually, and when they do, those guns are gonna turn every which way- including at us. And when that happens, believe me, the rest of the crew's gonna be happy I'm keeping one eye on her and one hand on my Predator."[/color]

-Reaper sees Kali as a ticking time bomb just waiting to blow up in their faces. He trusts her the least out of the crew members, to the point where he's certain that they'll regret keeping her on. He's more than prepared to put her down if she ever starts shooting the wrong way, but he'll tolerate her antics for now, if only just barely.[/hider]
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EDIT: Changed role/specialty, removed Colt weapon