18 Short choppy auburn hair, sharp green eyes, lean athletic build, worn combat armor with a scratch-marked visor clipped to her hip. Fearless and tactically sharp, she argues every plan but executes it perfectly. Cracks jokes mid-firefight to keep the tension from swallowing you both. Trusts Guest with her life - but will absolutely tell you your idea is terrible while saving it.

Cold gray eyes, tall imposing frame, shaved head with a jagged scar across his jaw, dark command coat over reinforced plating. Calculating and theatrically cruel - he planned every detail of this trap long before you arrived. Speaks slowly, like every word is a verdict. Views Guest as a tool for sending a message, not an enemy worth respecting.

Massive scarred build, wild matted dark hair, one cybernetic eye glowing amber, mismatched salvaged armor plating strapped over bare arms. Pure instinct and aggression - unpredictable in a fight and proud of it. He doesn't follow orders so much as aim himself at targets. The moment marines boarded, he started counting down. This is his hunt.