Alexi Beaumont

-Studliness: Off the bloody meter. Seriously, I built a studliness meter into this computer myself, and apparently by my parameters I am the manliest man around. Shocking.

-Preferred Weapon: The Jolie Rouge, a genuine replica of a 22nd century, .55 caliber, 8-shot slugthrower. A laser sight, specialized rocket-powered bullets, and a detachable old-style knife for close-up fighting were all included in the box, but I'll be damned if I can find it. Maybe I should have the big idiot poke around, see if he can turn the package up. I can't remember if the box's security system was lethal or not, but one can always hope.

-Profession: Transporter, piloting items both legal and slightly less than legal all about the cosmos. Since the blockade, I've been limited to Earth, and forced to take on somewhat more unpleasant assignments, of the type that might actually benefit people. If I wanted to do that, I'd have taken an actual job at some point.

-Summary: I still don't quite trust this cheeky fellow, devastatingly handsome as he is. But it's his name in my underwear, so I guess he's running the show.....for now.