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Vigilante

   In the heavy rains, a wounded VIPER soldier desperately ran through the thick jungle. He checked his helmet's HUD to confirm he's on route to the location as he jumped a low brush, stumbling briefly before taking off. Being given pity by an enemy had been humiliating enough, accepting it worse, but it beat the alternative for his failure that was offered by VIPER. That he can't die here is all that echoed through his mind as he ran, ignoring the throbbing pain of his muscles and the bullet wounds in his abdomen and arms, the hole in his calf being the hardest to endure during this escape. As he stumbled into a clearing, the view of a figure in white armor greeted his empty visor. Not who he was searching for, he confirmed at a glance. He ignored the man and kept running, but as he passed the figure, a cold voice greeted him. "Target secured." As the soldier processed what was meant by that, the back of his neck was struck and he collapsed onto the forest floor, the blood from his wounds staining the leaves below him before washed away by the rains. The figure looked down at the fallen soldier. "We'll find a use for you."

   Three years later, a white armored figure strolled down a hallway. A soldier in white armor walked up behind him and bumped him as he walked past. "Pardon, skinny." The soldier laughs as he brushes the man aside. The figure slowly turned its head to glance at the soldier, revealing a featureless green visor as he glances over at the man. As the man noticed the helmet, his face quickly drained of blood. "S..sir, I didn't mean to!" The figure doesn't respond, instead brushing the soldier aside and walking off. One of the other soldiers there walks up to the man as the armored figure left. "Got him in a good mood, you lucky bastard." The second soldier laughed as he patted his comrade on the back. Farther down the hallway, the figure turned and walked into a room. He settled on the couch and kicked his feet up on the table as the well-dressed man behind the large desk in front of him glared briefly before speaking. "Here's what we need you to do, Veroga."

Neutral: A black armor he wears when he's working for outside contractors on private requests. The plates are thin but cover the whole body, providing minor protection. The armor comes equipped with an energy rifle as a spare weapon and a cloaking system that allows up to ten minutes of thermal and optical camouflage, after which he has to replace the battery that powers the system. Due to the location of the battery pack being in the clip that holds the rifle in place, replacement of the battery is impossible during deployment.

Argent Soldier: A standard uniform that Veroga has customized and strapped full of weapons. Despite its appearance, it's lighter than his heavier duty armor, meaning he can move at a normal pace without the augmented strength provided by the leg braces. Due to lacking these braces, he generally tries to avoid situations where he'd be required to flee when using this armor, or just utilizes the recall meant for emergencies if cornered and puts up with the yelling of his superiors later. Despite the disadvantage, he seems to prefer to use this armor over the heavier armor when he can afford to.

Argent Armor, Heavy Variant: This armor comes equipped with a higher powered version of the standard energy rifle he always carries as backup. The armor has thick kevlar 'plates' that help absorb heavier rounds, but the dispersal isn't enough to stop those aimed below the metal plates from bruising him or breaking a bone or two. Despite it being worn when he's working for Argent, there's rumors of the armor having been produced by an outside source and recolored in Argent's colors on obtaining.

Only Human - Under the thin armor, Veroga is human. He bleeds, his bones break, and he's able to feel pain even if there's no vocal response. His armors protect him from small caliber rounds and some impacts by dispersing the force from the metal plates to across the body, but he still feels the force of the blows, and the armor has a limit to the punishment it can take before it's too much.
Limited by Equipment - There's a limit to how much equipment he can carry, and Veroga picks equipment based on the information he's given regarding a target and the environment he plans on engaging them in. When plans go awry or data is incomplete he can find himself lacking the tools required to finish the job, putting him at a severe disadvantage.
Easily Discouraged - Veroga is far from a determinator. If the mission takes a turn for the worse and appears to be impossible to complete, he will abandon the assignment and report it a failure. He takes steps to try to ensure this rarely happens, but won't risk capture or his life over a paycheck. He's being paid to complete assignments, not to die struggling in vain.
Communication - His lack of speech can become a major drawback in missions where he is required to work with others. Preferring to ping locations of destinations and targets or total silence, this lack of communication can result in confusion regarding his status and potential conflict with team members.
Short Temper - While he tries to keep it in check, Veroga's short temper can sometimes cause him to act irrationally and drop all remants of a strategy, just blowing things up till he gets the target or is forced to retreat.
Paranoia - He thinks you're all out to get him. Even the harmless kitties may have an improvised explosive strapped to them. This fear of everything manifests itself in his refusal to expose himself except for when he's geared and has weapons on him.