Edwin aime déjà leur nouveau pilote. Elle avait l'air dure comme des clous avec des couilles plus grandes que leur camarade krogan, et ce bâtard en a eu deux paires. D'après ce qu'elle a dit, et de la façon dont elle a parlé, c'était sûr qu'elle ne joue pas juste autour et signifie affaires.
Son professionnalisme général l'a presque fait dire une sorte de commentaire coquin, mais turian gars semblait être le premier à jouer avec le feu. Au début, il semblait que le pilote ignore l'intrus dans son pont seulement pour l'abattre dans la seconde. Il y avait toujours quelque chose dans les gifles qui faisait sourire Edwin, et cette fois ce n'était pas différent. C'était dommage qu'il ne l'ait pas enregistré, la vue d'un turian giflé par une petite femme était quelque chose qui serait un succès sur Holonet.
La première fois qu'ils seront en court congé, il va certainement lui acheter un verre, malgré le fait qu'elle l'aurait probablement battu avec une bouteille au moment où elle l'a vu n'importe où près.
Edwin resterait là avec le sourire amusé jusqu'à la fin de la journée s'il n'y avait pas un appel du commandant. Il soupira un peu et se dirigea vers la salle de réunion. Il était un peu curieux de ce que pourrait être leur première mission. Il y avait des doutes sur ses nouveaux coéquipiers. Edwin travaillait habituellement seul et il avait beaucoup de bonnes raisons de le faire. Il a eu quelques expériences terribles avec des coéquipiers qui semblaient beaucoup plus professionnels que celui avec lequel il a été affecté sur Unity.
Il n'avait aucun problème avec Turian, ces gars étaient nés soldats et ils étaient assez qualifiés dans leur travail, mais le reste de sa nouvelle équipe l'inquiétait. Krogan était beaucoup plus poli et tranquille que krogan devrait Soit il était particulièrement calme exemplaire ou il était sous sédatifs, et franchement, aucune de ces idées ne semblait attrayant pour Edwin. Le volus mercenaire était un chapitre lui-même. C'était ridicule, comme un asari mâle ou un pacifiste krogan. Mais il était là, petite boule armée de destruction massive. Peut-être qu'ils le jettent, ou le roulent, sur les moissonneurs. L'élément de surprise est une clé, et qui s'attendrait à ce que le petit volus leur soit lancé?
Il est entré dans la chambre quelques instants après Talus, il n'a fait qu'affluer pour saluer son nouveau commandant. Il n'avait pas envie de se présenter. Edwin savait qui était cet homme, et s'il était un bon chef, il savait qui était Edwin.
La chambre ne l'a pas vraiment surpris. Il a vu de telles pièces sur des dizaines de navires et ils étaient tous les mêmes. Il y avait toujours une grande table au milieu, un grand moniteur avec toutes les informations nécessaires et un crétin en uniforme en charge qui les présenterait. La seule chose qu'Edwin a manquée, c'était des chaises. On pourrait penser que lorsqu'on s'attend à ce qu'il combatte les épouvantables moissonneurs et leurs horribles créations, il serait au moins un endroit pour poser ses jambes.
Name: Edwin Bellard
Appearance:
There is no way for anyone, unless he walks in crowd of bloodthirsty krogans, to unnoticing Edwin. He looks like all the most dangerous districts in Omega summed into short framed, blonde package. His face looks like an indecent compromise between handsome, somewhat boyish appearance and look of hardened veteran with differently colored eyes (one is green, other blue) carrying glassy look of someone who saw too much in too little time, little bit deformed nose (reminder of quite literal face to face experience with krogan) and mouth crooked in derisive grin, all the that topped by wild nest of pale blond hair. Most of the time he covers his face with black helmet with stylish picture of turian (nothing personal) skull.
Rest of his body is covered in armor of same sort and from many scratches and dents it´s easy to figure out, that armor served its purpose for long time.
Race: Human
Age: 35
Biotic ability: none
Biography:
Edwin had rich childhood, literally. His father earned great fortune from import of alien goods for Alliance and Edwin had all everything he ever wanted. His father wanted him to be politician or business man like himself, and hired best personal teachers he could find. But Edwin, unlike his siblings (he had two of them, older brother and younger sister), was never interested in things like school or wealth. Why bother with office work when there is whole galaxy to see, he often said. He wanted to deal with alien cultures (but not only in business matters like his father) and explore surface of foreign planets. With idealistic mind such as his, it was no surprise when he joined Alliance military forces. His family did not take it too well. He became black sheep and his dad even disinherited him. Edwin didn´t care, he had goal to achieve.
Military training was tough, but he made it through with notable record making him top material for special forces and his future looked once again bright. Even if soldier´s life was a lot less about adventure and lot more about drill, he enjoyed his new career. His few first deployments against batarian pirates in Terminus system were huge success and after while he made his name among other soldiers.
Everything changed when command send his team to find and eliminate batarian slaver, hiding in old turian outpost. Edwin and his tame were able to get there with little to no fuss, but once they found the Slaver mission turned into bloodbath. Edwin´s team was outnumbered and what was worse, outpost served as "storage room" for human "cargo.
Only Edwin survived. All of his teammates were dead, slavers and slaves met the same destiny. Only Edwin survived, and it had broken him. No longer he could serve in military, being forced to retire. He tried to reestablish contacts with his family, trying to get a decent civil job, but it didnt last long. He trained to fight and it was only thing he could do. He ended up in Omega as one of many guns for hire. He worked for everyone with enough credits and soon earned a reputation of reliable and efficient freelancer.
He had several invitations to join Blue suns, Eclipse or even Blood pack (what would make him first human member) gang, but he never gave up his individuality. He always worked alone, until offer from Consortium came. Nobody knows why did he accepted it, maybe it was because he saw threat of reapers, or because of the pile of credits they promised to him , but soon enough, he found himself aboard.
Personality:
Edwin is a cocky bastard, and that only when he has his better days. Most of the time, he is a living commercial for bad habits. Pure cynicism mixed with cheap booze, cigarette smoke and a burning hatred for authority.
However, in action his old soldier´s instincts kick in and he becomes a completely different person. Once he is fully focused on mission, there is only a few things that could stop him from achieving it.
His trust is not easy to gain but he himself is as trustworthy as a mercenary can be, never breaking his deal or betraying his employer as long as terms of his deal stay unchanged.
Personality:
Edwin is a cocky bastard, and that only when he has his better days. Most of the time, he is a living commercial for bad habits. Pure cynicism mixed with cheap booze, cigarette smoke and a burning hatred for authority.
However, in action his old soldier´s instincts kick in and he becomes a completely different person. Once he is fully focused on mission, there is only a few things that could stop him from achieving it.
His trust is not easy to gain but he himself is as trustworthy as a mercenary can be, never breaking his deal or betraying his employer as long as terms of his deal stay unchanged.
Position: mercenary, combat specialist
As a former member of special forces, Edwin is best at fast deployments where are his combat efficiency and surgical accuracy required most . Sabotages, assassinations and hit-and-run actions are his specialty and its needless to say he is very good at his work, even if little bit rusty.
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