[hider=The consummate professional] [CENTER][h2]Alek | The Stranger[/h2][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/m9Az6tR.jpg[/img][/center] [center][sup]____________________________________________________[/sup][/center] [sub][b][u]C H A R A C T E R I N F O R M A T I O N[/u][/b][/sub] [indent][b]Name:[/b] Alek [b]Nicknames/Aliases:[/b] Suit, Cleaner, The Russian, Stranger [b]Birth City/District:[/b] Moscow-0 [b]Age:[/b] 24 [b]Height:[/b] 6’2’’ [b]Racial Background:[/b] Russian [b]Race:[/b] Y.G Holder [b]Hair Color:[/b] Blond [b]Eye Color:[/b] Pale blue [b]Appearance:[/b] At first glance, Alek has the look of a mild-mannered office worker: polite and put together, his smiles measured and his clothing always immaculate. Since his recent change in career path, he ditches the suits and ties for casual attires, more suitable for the streets. These days, it was more common to find him in leather jackets and jeans, nursing a vodka between gloved hands in the middle of a busy Narazaki bar. His looks are fairly remarkable, and Alek knows how to use it to his advantage. His features are sharp and refined, icy blue eyes warm with each easy smile and casual touch. His hair is a fair shade of gold, tastefully untamed and meticulously kept, much like the rest of him. For a cold-blooded killer, Alek definitely does not fit the mold. [b]Mutation Marker(s):[/b] Alek’s mutation markers are mostly subtle, but they are all there if one knows where to look. His fingers are tipped with retractable claws, which he often keeps hidden under his gloves. His teeth are unusually sharp, and his jaws strength is inhuman, just enough to tear through even conventional Kelvar. [b]Personality:[/b] Alek is the kind of guy you’d like at work. He is professional and proficient at his work, while also being fun and make for good casual conversation. Anything deeper than that, though? Alek does what he does for a reason. Under the veneer, he is cold and callous, a cynic who doesn’t take life quite so seriously. Selfish and opportunistic, Alek is ruthless and dangerous when it comes to getting what he wants. [b]Aspirations:[/b] Cheap thrills, good times, and finer things in life. Alek is a simple man, at his core. [b]Fears:[/b] Weakness. The weak doesn’t last long in this world. They need to get lucky. [b]Vehicle:[/b] A YZF-RAZ0R model. The next generation, cutting edge, top-of-the-line design from Yamaha’s SuperSport range. Comes with an arrays of fun and useful features: overclocked YoFuel dual engine, advanced aerodynamic framework, ballistic body plates, nano-thermal heatsink systems, auxiliary weapon attachments, etc. Basically the works. Popular among high-strung stock brokers, wannabe gangster rich kids and military fetishists. While Alek himself is hardly a speed demon, he needed a vehicle to get around, and this bike was just sitting there in the parking lot at his old workplace. Call it his severance package. The only downside though, is that this beast of a machine guzzles YoFuel like a drunkard on last call. [/indent] [sub][b][u]P O W E R / C Y B E R N E T I C S I N F O R M A T I O N[/u][/b][/sub] [indent][b]Strengths/Natural Abilities:[/b] [hider=fleet footed] Alek always has an inhuman grace about him. His strides soft and swift, his strikes quick and deadly, and his reflexes are almost uncanny. Towering heights do not deter him, and he seems to have a knack of almost always landing on his feet. In the concrete jungle of Neo-Tokyo, few can even keep up with him, and it seems like he can only be found when he wants to be.[/hider] [hider=blood in the water] A hunter by trade and a killer by choice, Alek is a lethal and relentless opponent. He probably has done it all, from covert ops to corporate espionage to everything else in between. For the right price, his talents are for sale. He takes pride in his work too, and he simply does not enjoy losing. [/hider] [hider=specialist] As a necessity, Alek is familiar with most forms of conventional weapons. While he is most proficient with his own guns and blades, should the need arise, he can still make use of whatever he can get his hands on. [/hider] [b]Weaknesses/Flaws:[/b] [hider=once a corpsman] Being a relatively newcomer with a bit of infamy attached to his name, Alek is still fairly distrust among the denizens of Neo-Tokyo’s underground. Everything about him still very much screams ‘corpsman’, and it seems that he has no desire to really play nice with anyone either. [/hider] [hider=enemies in high places] The termination of his contract with his previous employer did not exactly end amicably. While his old colleagues might not be actively looking for him, Alek is still technically in possession of a great amount of company property, and that could make him a target, wherever their path might cross. [/hider] [hider=every man for himself] It is not easy to trust a man who does not want to be trusted. [/hider] [b]Weapon(s):[/b] [hider=Hornet ACR-Overtuned] A heavy pistol that loads .50 Action Express. Comes equipped with the built in Smart Loading system and custom silencer. [/hider] [b]Cybernetics/Gadets/Accessories:[/b] [hider=Plasma Sheath Dermal Armor Type-0] A subdermal armor implant all over his body. Designed by Keyence to appear fully authentic, while providing moderate protection against most forms of physical trauma. However, the most notable function of this prototype is the ability to activate a form of cloaking that renders the user invisible to the naked eye and most surveillance technologies. This ability requires the use of YoFuel cartridges, however, and extended use is not recommended, due to the limited capacity of the heatsink systems. [/hider] [hider=Hidden Blade] Another one of Keyence’s prominent design, which is quite popular among paramilitary groups or covert ops agents. The blade is designed to be razor-sharp and extendable from the user’s cybernetics through a complex system of nano filaments. Alek’s piece is located under his dermal armor atop his right hand. [/hider] [sub][b][u]E X T R A[/u][/b][/sub] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyEaVnziIpI]like blood on the pavement[/url] [/indent][/cell] [cell][sub][b][u]H i s t o r y[/u][/b][/sub] [hider=Of storm and snow][indent] Born in the border towns of Moscow-0, Alek’s childhood was one of lessons: lessons in fire and ice, in blood and bullets. He had been beyond the safety of the wall, had seen from a young age what a Yokai could do to a man, and what a man could do in return, with the right tools aimed at the right spot. In his formative years, he ran with the Border Forces in Moscow-0, responding to Yokai threats and scouting the ruined world that mankind left behind beyond the confines of the city. And then Keyence headhunted him for a position in their Moscow branch. The work seemed simple enough. His official job description? A Solution Consultant. The company had problems, and he provided the solutions. The thing was, the problems were people, most of the time. Not that he minded; people or Yokai, they all bled the same. For a while, it felt almost as if he would fight and die for his corporate masters. But here was the truth: even the hand that fed could not be trusted, and Alek had seen it coming a mile away. Hostile takeovers, change in management, a new region manager here and there, and he was considered too much of a security risk to keep around. So he acted first, turning his teeth and claws on his own handlers before breaking off and leaving for Neo-Tokyo. For a time, he ran independent contracts and chase bounties, selling whatever info he had managed to swipe off Keyence’s database before he made his escape. It was during one of these transactions that he met Tsukiyama and became acquainted with her gang, the Kurosagi. Eventually, he came to work under her, the promise of more steady work and better pay seemed far more attractive, now that his savings were running low and he lacked the connections to get a shot at high profile targets. [/indent][/hider][/cell][/row][/table][/hider]