Name: Hunter

Email: time_hawk@hotmail.com

Callsign: LCAF_Hunter_SR

Rank: Leutnant-Colonel (LT-COL)

Position: Battalion Commander (BCOM)

Noble Title: Baronet

Birthplace: New Britain Holdings, Martian Protectorate

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Height: Unknown

Weight: Unknown

Education: Pandora College of Military Sciences

Distinguishing Physical Characteristics: My blue eyes can see many things, whilst my brown hair keeps the sun off. Larger than average, preferring revenge a dish served best icily cold.

Brief Personal History: Brought up in the New Britain Holdings within the confines of the Martian Protectorate, loyalty to Earth and its allies was natural.  Knowing a little about mechanics and the instinctive teenage knowledge of how to break into things, I managed to bypass security and enter a hangar one surprisingly warm day.  From the corner of the hangar I saw a great lumbering thing like a bomber with legs entering a dropship. Eager to find out more, I checked the net.  It turned out the strangely compelling bipedal bomber was in fact a Mech.  I resolved that one day, somehow, I would pilot one.  My wish was granted a few years later, though the magistrate was not nearly as amused as I was that the security had been lax, and there 'hadn't been any REAL harm done'.  Anyone could have walked backwards into a wall at that age.  Still, 3 years later I entered the Pandora training academy.  Hoping to graduate sometime soon, I am skilled at the arm of destroying buildings, especially walls, which I feel (or lean if all else fails) strongly against.

Personality: Whilst not perhaps the most stable of 'Warriors, I remain loyal to those I consider my friends, and bring hell (or SRMs) down on my foes. Special: Having found a copy of an archaic audio-visual recording, I am currently learning to build a hand sword which emits a fixed length beam of energy capable of cutting through anything.  Making it fly to my hand, however, is proving to be more difficult.  Normally a spanner flies to my hand. Fast.

Special Skills/Powers: Am a surprisingly average though patient shot with a mech, capable of bringing a bird down from a flock in one shot. Though not necessarily the one I was hoping would fall down.