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Appearance: Alex is big and muscular, like the rest of his brothers and sisters, but he is notably about two inches smaller than most others. Under his armor, which he lounges about in, like a second skin, he has short brown hair, styled into a mohawk, and golden eyes, (which are often covered by his old-fashioned sunglasses that piss off Adjunct Kelly,) and has a constant smirk on his face. 
Name: Alexandre Valke
Call sign: Firestorm
ID TAG: 211-583
Gender: Male

Psychological Record: Alex is... complicated. He is loyal, definitely, but he has an authority complex ingrained in his system, so deep that the officers have given up on him. So long as he follows orders, they suppose. He follows orders well, but won't stop questioning them. Even the most sound orders, he questions. Seriously. He won't ever shut up. However, he finds joy in the simple pleasures in life, such as beautiful sunsets, the sound of gunfire, and watching things go boom, and loves his fellow soldiers dearly. He never really wanted anything more, and is content with the life he has. 

The First Ten Years: Alex grew up normally, training from birth like the rest of his kin. He formed close bonds with his squad, becoming their brother, if not only in origins, in spirit, too. Most of them, if they got annoyed by him, just accepted him with a wry smile and an exasperated shake of the head. His loyalty to the squad instilled a sense of trust and reliability in his fellows, and while he's a terrible leader, everyone still likes him. 

However, eight years in, he saw something that changed his life forever. On a routine training run, a fellow soldier, (not from his barrack, but he liked him anyways,) was killed by an order from Jerome. Jerome wasn't necessarily responsible for his death, but ordering the trainee to run from the outer perimeter of the landing pad that they were at, back to formation, for minor insubordination seemed a responsible punishment. No one could've known that a VTOL engine would burn out at the wrong moment, and cause the Tortoise to fall downwards, crashing back down on the pad. The aircraft was fine, needing only a replacement plate for the landing gear's retraction panel. Alexandre's friend, however, was crushed beneath 82,000 pounds of metal, leaving a bloody paste behind on the tarmac. The death was shocking, and disturbed the other trainees, but Alex was the one scarred the most. This left Alexandre with his authority complex, and determination to protect his friends and home. 

Cybernetic Augmentations: 
 -Alex has a retinal lens implant that covers his left eye that doubles as a motion tracker and optic lens that can zoom up to 45x of normal vision. 
 -He also has a cochlear implant that allows him to pick up on the faintest of sounds, and discern their direction, cause, and tone. 

Combat Role:  Close-Quarters-Combat Specialist and Demolitions

 Loadout: 
-2 Smoke Grenades
-2 Frag Grenades 
-Medgel Injector
-Combat Knife
-MKIII Hermes Power Gloves (Under his armor, allows for more finesse in demolitions situations, and more dexterous hand motion.) 
-BS-Mk V with modified folding stock.
-2 Hawke MK IIIs
-10 Military Standard Detonation Packages 
-5 Fragmentation Mines, Proximity and Trip mines
-1 Armored Gauntlet Console Mark Two (AGC-MKII) that allows him accessibility to his explosive devices, able to set them to explode on a timer, by a signal, or on impact, if necessary.


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