Riggs

Alors que Riggs attendait le rétablissement du capitaine, il s'est moqué des réactions de ses compagnons. Bien que Grick se soit éloigné de la "harshtirade" de Riggs, il a senti peu de désaccord avec le poissonnier monolithique. Il a pris la contribution de Nine pour ce que c'était - une des premières choses utiles que quelqu'un avait dit depuis que le capitaine a soulevé l'extinction des humains. Bien que la figure féline semblait suffisamment apaisée, il pouvait sentir une connexion de forme d'ennui entre les deux d'entre eux. Les yeux de Riggs s'ouvrent un peu plus en exaspération. Alors que Cú passait, Riggs faisait de son mieux pour garder le calme, sachant parfaitement que la menace du canine avait un soutien très solide. Presque réflexivement, Riggs se frotta sur son haut du torse quand la voix grizzli le confronta en passant, mais ne révéla aucun autre signe de peur. Il n'avait aucun doute que le clone savait déjà qu'il avait peur. Quand Cú a commencé son... quoi que ce soit qui soit sorti de sa bouche, c'était tout ce que Riggs pouvait faire pour ne pas éclater de rire. Tandis que l'esprit derrière son discours était admirable, les idées présentées étaient au mieux naïves - puéril, totalement ignorantes au pire. Peut-être qu'un moindre esprit aurait été inspiré, mais Riggs l'a vu pour ce qu'il était: une tirade désespérée jouant sur un millier de tropes différents, dépendant de mille autres fallacieuses.
Riggs sourit alors que Ven interjectait sa pièce. Bien que Ven et lui ne soient parfois pas d'accord, il était clair que l'extraterrestre bandé était l'un des rares à bord qui avait des capacités mentales à même les prouesses intellectuelles des Corvidaen. Quand Ven s'adressa à Riggs avec une insulte plutôt passive, Riggs fit peu pour le reconnaître mais souleva sa bouteille de métal dans un geste semblable à un toast. Il s'inclina alors que le Veslinien commença sa propre enquête philosophique sur la situation dans une tentative d'apaiser le chanoine à l'esprit faible. Lorsque Ven a reconnu que Riggs avait répondu adéquatement à ses préoccupations, l'extraterrestre bleu a renversé un chapeau imaginaire dans un humble geste moqueur.
-- Eh bien, mon ami de persuasion égressive, commença Riggs, en réponse à Pax. "Je ne suis peut-être pas capitaine, mais je ne pense pas que quiconque ici puisse ne pas être d'accord que je suis sans l'ombre d'un doute l'intellect le plus capable sur ce navire." Il s'est vanté, sachant parfaitement que cela ne ferait qu'antagoniser le Traqkian plus. Bien qu'il fût confiant dans le fait qu'il était vraiment plus intelligent que le reste, Pax avait soulevé un bon point. Pendant des années de renversement des gouvernements et de retrait des assassinats, Riggs n'avait jamais eu affaire avec le « gros poisson » sur nomade, pour ainsi dire. Bien qu'il ne soit pas tout à fait sûr de l'histoire criminelle de Pax, quelque chose lui dit que c'est surtout lié à l'alcool, certainement rien qui ait eu une influence sur le grand plan de la vie. Cela était clair en ce sens qu'il n'avait jamais entendu parler d'elle lorsqu'il cherchait du talent pour aider ses projets d'assassinat.
Riggs, aussi ringard qu'il devait l'admettre, a vu la vérité dans ce que Pax a dit - il peut être bénéfique de faire face à l'ordure de bas niveau et de se armer de façon clairsemée plutôt que de faire face à des criminels de haut niveau et de se armer pour une guerre. Bien sûr, il ne l'admettrait jamais. "Je suis sûr que ce plan serait tout à fait bon avec toutes les connexions que vous avez avec une racaille de bas niveau - un cousin peut-être? Néanmoins, je digresse." Riggs a dit à Pax avant de continuer "Mais il semble que notre gardien Ukai a apporté notre réponse. À moins que le contact de Nine ne passe pas pour nous, nous n'aurons pas à retomber sur des marchands d'armes désespérés de bas niveau. Pas besoin de s'embêter avec des projets de mutinerie non plus, bien que la mutinerie soit loin du sommet des crimes odieux que vous verrez à la lumière du jour de Nomad." Il a simplement dit que sa déclaration finale abordait et ridiculisait les préoccupations de Pax. Il était clair dans leurs excursions à Nomad, les deux avaient vécu dans des mondes très différents. Tandis que Riggs passait son temps autour du pire des criminels de haut niveau qui vous tireraient aussi vite que vous regarder, l'extraterrestre à la peau rouge était clairement beaucoup plus familier avec le côté apprivoisé de Nomad - les criminels plus faibles qui servaient sous ceux qui servent sous les partenaires de Riggs. Peut-être avec quelques autres degrés de séparation entre leurs travaux.
Rien d'autre à dire, Riggs s'est tenu de son siège et s'est désinvolté au comptoir d'où il avait précédemment récupéré la bouteille de liquide de nettoyage, et a remplacé le cylindre d'acier maintenant vide. Il se tourna ensuite pour affronter l'équipage, se penchant contre le comptoir. De l'autre côté de son visage a été plâtré le sourire à la merde classique présent sur les visages de tous les Corvidae, bien que l'émotion ait été très certainement reflétée en interne aussi bien dans le cas de Riggs. Il tourna son attention vers le capitaine alors qu'il se lançait les doigts derrière son crâne, lui donnant un endroit pour se reposer. Malgré une attitude de laissez-faire, le Corvidaen s'inquiétait sincèrement de la santé du capitaine. Il s'inquiétait également d'une question plus pressante en même temps.
The Voice of Justice

Theme Song: Hell March
"I'm not a murderer. I'm not a villain. I am merely a tool guided by the universe."

Name
Rigger Moretz
Nicknames
Riggs- Shortening of name
The Voice of the People- Nickname given by the press after multiple assassinations of corrupt leaders
Position
Picker 1
Age
12
Gender
Male
Charged Crime(s) 
Assassination of multiple political and religious figures.
Reputation
Many know of Riggs as a scoundrel, a scourge against humanity for his many assassinations on important figures. However, those who have been directly influenced by The Voice of the People know him instead as a hero -the one who liberated the masses from corrupt leaders, and paved the road for revolution.
Appearance 
The species of Corvidae is known to have a generally humanoid figure, with few differences from humans. The Corvidae stand at an average of 6'3" in males, 6'5" in females. Their proportions are very similar to humans, though lend more length to arms and legs, and less to their torso. They also have exaggeratedly large forearms, and large hands. The Corvidae are capable of expressing any hue of green, blue, or violet in their skin. This coloration is, for the most part, dull, though a rare Corvidae may display bright colored skin due to an anomaly in pigmentation. The Corvidae's face sports a pair of eyes offset further to the side of the face, and a wide mouth stretching from just beneath each eye. Because the Corvidae is unable to manipulate their mouth to smile or frown naturally, they only show expression through their eyes. All Corvidae have the same eyes -pure brownish-red, with large black pupils in the center.
Rigger in particular has a dull blue-gray skin tone, and is 6'4". His forearms are much less exaggerated than most of his race, though. His eyes are framed with deep dark circles, as well as his hands, which appear to have been permanently soaked in a black ink of some sort. Riggs also sports many incandescent tattoos of strangely scrawled writing that appears to shift and change over time in a bright yellow-orange color.
Height 
6'4"
Weight 
110 lbs.
Personality
Rigger is a dreamer -a believer in all that is right and just in the world. That being said, he has a very adamant sense of that which is right and just, and he is not easily swayed. While he has no forgiveness in his heart for corruption and people in places of power who lie, he himself walks a grey line in his belief of the average person lying. Riggs believes that the ends justify the means, and is not above vigilante style justice -lying, blackmail, and torture to seek out those who deserve death, then a swift deliverance of death.
Rigger is a high believer in karma, and the spirit of the law rather than the letter. He believes that any action of malintention will be repaid in kind, one way or another, and that good actions will bring their warranted rewards. He holds himself in high regard, refusing to believe that he is ever on the unjust side. He is also very arrogant, overconfident in his ability. This leads to friction with similar people, but has also helped him subjugate many people to his cause.
Likes
Justice
Success
Himself
Confidence
Dislikes
Corruption
Weak Willed People
Failure
Water
Skills
Forgery -with a small sample of writing, can perfectly imitate any.
Long range combat
Stealth and subterfuge
Planning, plotting, and scheming
Weaknesses
Melee combat
Unexpected conflict
Acids
Considerably weak, physically
Fears 
Acid
Failure
Artificial Intelligence
History
Born into a low class family on the countryside of Hal'aen, the main city of his home planet Corthinidae, Riggs was destined for a life of toil and labor, nothing more. The Corthinidae had a long standing rivalry with the nearby planet of Orcris Prime, which eventually built up to the war that tore apart their nations just before the birth of Rigger. Though the Corvidae won the war, eliminating the residents of Orcris Prime, it came at a cost. Massive war debt incurred by the species killed the planet-wide economy. Hyperinflation put many out of work, and lead to hostile occupation by a species of aliens who was the Corvida's primary supporter during the war.
It was during this occupation that Rigger had his first experience with corruption that sent him on his spiteful path. To see their once benefactors to go so quickly from wholehearted support to hostile occupation stuck deep in his mind. The occupation lasted until Rigger was five years of age, at which point a massive revolution overturned the occupiers, and allowed the Corvidae to establish a solid government, and take the first steps to reparations of the economy.
At first Rigger saw this as a blessing, until the new government took hold of the country and showed their true colors. Within months, all who opposed their new regime were put to death, public executions to make an example. Rigger refused to stand for this, and took action. Gathering a small group of supporters, he marched on a political gathering, and ordered the leaders at gunpoint to assist him in his coup. Though a large following was accumulated for Riggers cause, they were eventually put down, and Rigger was thrown into jail for nine months.
On his release, Rigger did not give up, nor back down. Rather, he began again with a new fire. He attempted to regain his old support, only to find the thousands that once stood with him were no longer willing. This was not something that Rigger would accept, so he again took action.
News articles all throughout Corthinidae reported on the assassination of the leader of the CDP, Rigger's largest political rival of the time -a nationalist supporter who believed in segregation of Hal'aen from the rest of the planet. While this did not garner support for his cause (rather, caused a rallying of voters for an almost unknown political group, the CCP). Political discussion aside, this killed the last of Riggers faith in the organized political system. It was from here that Rigger took on his most shady activities.
In order to make a real difference in the world, over the next two years Rigger took on a series of political and religious assassinations in Corthinidae and the neighboring planets. While he was surprisingly successful in the most base terms, he did not achieve that which he wanted. There was no fundamental change only corruption. Realizing that his planet was doomed, he left to spread his word to other corrupt planets.
Over the years he was met with varying degrees of success. While he always managed to put away his target, be it with forgery or a bullet, revolution didn't always come. What did always come was the reputation. It seems he was never quite careful enough, because each time he completed a mission, his face would be plastered over the news. Some proclaimed him a hero, others wanted his head.
Finally, one day he was brought down. He was given a choice -become a picker, or face life in prison for his list of executions. His choice was seemingly obvious.
Corvidae
 Lifespan 
21 years
 Home planet 
Corthinidae- A small planet, almost the size of Pluto. The planet is known for its seas, lakes, and rains of highly basic liquids, as well as the almost flat nature of the planet -no mountains or caverns, and few hills. 
 Culture
 Due to the physical nature of the Corvidae, all creatures are loathe to engage in hand to hand combat -the blood of the Corvidae is a highly basic substance that will dissolve flesh in a matter of minutes. As such, the Corvidae were pigeonholed into a life of dishonor. When one's enemy refuses to attack face to face, rather preferring orbital bombings, one must lose their sense of honor as well. The government of the Corvidae is a dishonest one, full of subterfuge and lies, as is nature with the Corvidae. The military of the Corvidae focuses primarily on stealth and range advantage, preferring to wipe others out before they have a chance to retaliate in brute force.
In Corvidae culture, though emotion is felt, it is not dwelled on. Much of the Corvidae's life is ruled by practicality and logic, though there has been a sort of pseudo-Renaissance among the Corvidae leading to a large following of those who prefer focus on emotion. These are still in the minority, however, as the Corvidae are genetically inclined to the intellectual pursuits -the Corvidae are able to to process information with extreme efficiency.
The Corvidae culture also relies on something quite unique to their race. The Corvidae are known throughout their system for what is almost a sixth sense that they possess. A sort of advanced empathy, the Corvidae are aware of emotional connections between others, as well as certain objects, should the connection be strong enough. This is a primary cause of the Corvidae's lack of emotional expression in traditional ways -they can always see the connection without outside cues.
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