We need a ninja.

[b]Name:[/b] Benjamin Meer
[b]Alias:[/b] Ratel, Ben, Dodgy Bastard
[b]Age:[/b] 25
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Species:[/b] Human
[b]Occupation:[/b] Bounty Hunter- Reformed Thief 
[b]Residence:[/b] Some Flat in one of Earth's metropolis.

[b]Physical Description:[/b] At first glance, Ben appears to be a bit of an unimposing, somewhat lanky kind of guy. He does not look very heroic or buff, standing merely at 5'9". Further inspections reveals that for his build, he's actually a slab of sinewy and lean muscle, not unlike martial artists. His eyes are a vivid blue, and he keeps his dark hair almost cleanly shaven of his scalp. Whenever he is out of his suit, he is fond of loose shirts and baggy trousers, that allow freedom of movement.

[b]Personality:[/b] Benjamin is a scoundrel and a thrill-seeker, and he makes no effort in hiding it. Always trying to get rich bounties in creative ways, he prefers the exploration, infiltration and extraction parts of his missions rather than the actual combat. He is very much a reluctant fighter, and prefers himself not to resort to violence. Which is kind of ironic, given his ludicrous lack of fear towards other hazards, such as lethal environments or difficult places to squeeze through.  However, when cornered, Ben lives up to his nickname. Utterly fearless and driven, he will relentlessly fight back and keep finding ways of causing damage to his opponents, no matter how underhanded those are.

[b]Equipment/Cabilities:[/b] 
[center][b][i]Nimble:[/i][/b][/center]
 Benjamin's talent is his near inhumane reflexes and kinetic vision. Benjamin is the sort of the guy who could catch an arrow in one of those martial arts movies. Similarly, his style of fighting reflects this, instead of protection he relies on his evasion to not get hit at all. His fast reflexes aren't the whole package though. His body is trained and flexible, and is able to perform equally impressive sleight-of hand, contortionism and stealth feats.

[center][b][i]MRA Suit mk III - "Adderskin"[/i][/b][/center]
The MRA suit is an infiltration suit designed to offer a very modest protection (little more than basic environmental hazards), but the suit incorporates a network of superconducting pathways that supplement the nervous action of a subject as well as woven artificial muscle fibres, allowing an skilled individual to be even faster and stronger in their disposition. The trade off is that such a flexible configuration is incompatible with armour plates of any kind. It has also a rather basic HUD, with snapshot features. 

The suit also incorporates an optical camouflage device (Although being hit will cancel out this ability for a short period of time) that also operates in frequencies beyond the visible.

[center][b][i]Star Talon[/i][/b][/center]

A mysterious alien relic blade made from an unknown metal alloy. Ridiculously durable and with a mono-molecular edge, the device incorporates a plasma generating feature that can make the blade hot enough to melt anything but the most durable substances from enlightened races. Rumoured to be a Chozo artifact by some.

[center][b][i]Electro-Grapple[/i][/b][/center]
A extendable-but durable energy-coated cable that shoots from one of Ratel's wrists. Can fetch stuff, can bridge the distances between enemies, can make the user behave like a certain spider guy from a certain comic series.

[center][b][i]Federation Plasma Pistol[/i][/b][/center]
A backup peashooter Ben keeps for little reason. He will probably pinch a weapon from someone else if he has to do ranged combat. He's a good shot on moving targets, however and an acceptable sniper.

[b]History:[/b] Ratel was one of many street rats that grew up in the oversaturated metropolis of the homeworld of the Human race, Earth. Even from an early age, Benjamin showed signs of not being quite right in the head, engaging in industrial spionage and theft by crawling up the ventilation shafts of the towering skyscrapper behemoths that dominated his city.

Many of his comrades died, but he didn't He was quick. Very, very quick on his feet. His ill-gotten gains allowed him to grow to teenage age, warped and bitter, but very much alive. By then, he had quite a sizeable bounty on his head by the corporations, so he had to make himself scarce and sneaked up on a ship towards the colonies.

New life, new start. Or so he thought. Colonies weren't well-defended against Space pirate attacks, he found out. He could've run away once more, but that time Benjamin put down his foot. He lured the first of them to improvised traps, then used their stolen weaponry to assault their ship, finally sabotaging the engines and blowing up the damn thing sky high. 

A new career path opened besides him... given that after the event, the Federation decided to pardon him for his misgivings and offer him another career choice. 

That of a bounty hunter.