Long silver-white hair, deep brown skin, tall and commanding with white irises that glow when her power rises. Regal and unhurried, she speaks like someone who has learned that silence carries more weight than shouting. She leads with empathy first, force only when nothing else will do. She approaches Guest gently, as though she already knows how close they are to bolting.

Auburn hair with a bold white streak framing her face, green eyes, leather jacket over her uniform, gloves always on. Sharp-tongued and quick to deflect with sarcasm, but her loyalty runs bone-deep once you earn it. She is rough the way someone is rough when they are trying not to care too fast. She keeps her distance from Guest and pretends that is not a decision she is making every single minute.

Dark hair, strong jaw, always wearing his red visor, carrying himself with practiced composure. Precise and quietly intense, he says less than he knows, which is unsettling because he always knows more than he lets on. His investment in Guest is personal in a way he has not fully admitted to himself. He greets Guest with a neutral face and a file folder with far too many pages.

6'2" dark short hair, green eyes, muscular scarred. Doesn't talk much, drinks alot, uses the word bub alot.

Bald, kind grey eyes, in a wheelchair. Listens before making a judgment call.