Alina s'est réveillée alors qu'ils débarquaient à l'extérieur de l'usine. Sa main avait immédiatement tiré son pistolet, mais elle l'avait gardé car elle voyait que ce n'était rien. S'amusant à rencontrer enfin John Mason, elle a repris ses armes avant de descendre une fois de plus de la Comète Noire. » Elle s'est enfuie des portes de hangar ouvertes de l'Alamo et a repéré la figure assise sur le bord de la plate-forme d'atterrissage. Marchant sur elle l'a salué avant d'appeler d'une voix des soldats, "John Mason, Alina Mersenne se rapportant pour le service avec la comète noire. Je suis à toi de commander." Elle a tiré son arme sur sa poitrine avant de regarder le chef masqué. Son propre oeil tactique radiographie le casque pour montrer un crâne humain à l'intérieur. "On m'a dit que j'avais besoin de synchroniser mon bloc de données avec le vôtre pour obtenir des mises à jour sur les missions et pour le paiement." Elle a retenu son bloc de données en attendant qu'il lui offre son dos.
Name: John "Killjoy" Mason



Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Background: Killjoy's past is a closely held secret that no one knows, not even those who've known him since he started his career seven years ago. One thing's for sure though, he's one damn effective gun-for-hire. He's known best for his record of more than 200 confirmed kills, something he shows proudly with the tally-marks on his armor, and of completing every contract ever assigned to him. His last contract got him indebted to Starfire Company causing him to have to work off the debt. He eagerly awaits for his ten-year contract to end so he can go back to working solo.
Personality: Killjoy's arrogant, but he's got a pretty good reason for it. There's no mistaking that he's one of the best at his job and that job is making sure his target is going six feet under. He isn't completely without morals though, refusing to do any job that involves slavery or the murder of innocents. He's also a bit of a pessimist, but he claims that that's only because he wants to be prepared for the worst.
Gear:
- Two .45 Caliber Handguns
- One Machete
- Various lethal and non-lethal hand grenades
- Body armor that can stop most non-sustained small arms fire
- Helmet with tactical display
Personal Ship:



The V-17 Cobra Dropship is a re-purposed troop carrier meant to quickly transport up to twelve. Killshot's since customized it for deep space travel, more maneuverability, and more firepower. There's also a small armory inside where he keeps his various weaponry (including assault rifles, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, etc.) for missions that may require something more than his handguns can handle. It's no bigger than a Black Hawk Helicopter of the 21st century.