Bio
It's a rough life out here in the vastness of space. A guy's gotta make a living doing what he knows how to do. Me? I know how to fly. I know how to shoot. And I know a good deal when I see one. If you're ready to make an offer, I'll be listening. If not, then get the hell off my comm channel!
I've been running with this group called Omega United. They're good people. As long as I'm still breathin' out here, I'll always have their backs. Hell, I've lost count of how many times they've had mine. Needless to say they're like a second family to me. If you're thinking about crossing them, here's a free tip: Don't. I'll dog that rinky dink space ship of yours 'till you can't see your scanners straight. Believe me, I'll make you wish you had stayed planet side. However, if you think you've got what it takes to make it out here, and if you're loyal to a fault, I'd suggest joining us. I'd prefer to fight along side ya that against ya...But I don't mind the latter.
See you in the Verse!