Joseph a volé sur les routes d'Ankora dans la petite voiture noire. C'est peut-être un criminel, mais il n'avait pas l'impression que c'était une idée intelligente de laisser le flic mourir. Tout en essayant de ne pas frapper d'autres véhicules, il a utilisé le lien de son casque pour contacter Duncan, l'associé d'affaires de son père. Après avoir déposé le flic, il aura besoin de quelqu'un pour nettoyer le bordel dans l'entrepôt.
La com a sonné deux fois avant que Duncan ne réponde. Il parlait dans sa langue maternelle, "il y avait une fête chez moi, voulez - vous obtenir la bonne pour moi? "
C'était un code simple, mais c'était ce avec quoi ils devaient travailler. Joseph n'a pas attendu une réponse alors qu'il sortait devant un hôpital. Sortir de la voiture, il pouvait entendre des cris et un coup de feu au loin. Déménageant avec précipitation, il a tiré le flic de la voiture et l'a couru près des portes. Il l'a mis au sol, il est retourné à la voiture, puis il a sorti son pistolet. Il a attendu un moment puis a tiré en l'air, puis s'est enfui. J'espère que les médecins ne penseront pas qu'il lui a tiré dessus.
Une heure plus tard, Joseph retourna sur les quais, il prit le temps supplémentaire pour s'assurer qu'il n'était pas suivi. Stationnement à plusieurs pâtés de maisons de son entrepôt réel pour prendre encore plus de précautions. Il espérait qu'il était trop négligent pour emmener le flic à l'hôpital, mais il ne devrait pas y avoir beaucoup de gens qui puissent le reconnaître. Joseph a atteint son entrepôt et a vu que l'autre voiture était partie. Il y avait un nouveau panneau sur la porte qui lisait sous la sécurité. Chuckling est revenu à l'intérieur et est retourné au travail.
Name: Joseph Mortivg
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance:



Bio: Born in Moscow May 13, 1990 Joseph was raised in the slums of the grand city. His mother died during childbirth, and his father was an alcoholic. At the age of 6 his father left him to a local orphanage to purse personal gain in the world. By the age of 14 he was kicked out of the orphanage to live on the streets. Having to join a gang to survive, Joseph learned how to not only survive but to thrive. As the years went by the gang he joined had been getting more and more ambitious, taking control of more and more of the slums. At one point they where the strongest group in the city. That is until they where put down by local authorities. At the age of 17 Joseph was arrested and sentenced to 20 years.
One year into his sentence Joseph was visited pay a man in a military uniform. He was given a choice, ether go with the man and become a government vigilante, or stay and rot. Not a man to turn down an opportunity, Joseph took the offer. He taken to a facility deep in Siberia. There he underwent the extreme training in order to become what the wanted. He went through not only physical training, but mental training. They broke him down then built him back up. They even gave him a code name: Steel
After half a decade of training, they began to send him on missions. Joseph didn't know at the time, but most of them where cleaning up what was left of his old gang. He didn't know any of this until three years later. He was given a simple mission, take down a powerful man who goes against the wishes of the government. Though before he could pull the trigger on the beaten man on the floor, he saw a picture of a familiar woman. It took him a moment, but he realized that it was his mother. Putting the pieces together, he realized now to he almost shot his father. Taking his helmet off he looked the man in the eye and told him to leave the country. That's all he could say. He was realizing that he knew almost every target that he was given. He ran from his homeland, he didn't know where he was running to, but he continued to move.
A year had pasted, and he now found himself in Ankora. He knew that he couldn't anything about his past, but he felt that he could try to make a difference here. He was never one to follow all of the laws in the first place.
Personality: The years spent with the Soviet military has made him a little reserved, but if he trusted you he'll show off his since of humor. He might come off as a little aggressive from time to time, but unless you're a criminal he's probably just frustrated.
Vigilante Name: Rust
Costume:



Abilities/Skills: Great at hand to hand combat, above average shot, good stamina. He's not the strongest, but is very quick.
Equipment: MP-446C "Viking" Pistol, handful of smoke bombs, two small explosives, and a combat knife.
His armor is made of an alloy making it durable, but light. Allowing to defend him from blades, most guns, and low grade explosives.
Alignment: Chaotic good
Reputation: few people know of him, and even fewer like him
Accord Compliance: Illegally punching baddies is more of a hobby