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The human named Finnegan was Gracis� right hand man. A wise-cracking irish-man from Mars, he was legendary as one of the most deadly shots, and coldest killers this side of Cardassian space. A smart operator, he was aware other species may have had advantages, but a certain elan and dogged determination to survive seemed to have contributed to his survival. As if that wasn�t enough the smooth-talker was always followed by his companion Jerome. A tacturn, silent man Jerome was quicker on the draw than any terran had a right to be. He was the one that shot their way out, when Finnegan�s wit failed. A man oif mystery he has at some point been heavily cybered by a competent doctor .Both eyes have been replaced with chrome orbs, and his skeletrasl frame appears to have been replaced with cybernetic equivalents. This has only reduced his willingness to talk. It is believed that he has sensors implanted into his senses. Finnegan is a tall, pale skinned human, of approximately thirty. His flame red hair is streaked with black, it is hard to work out which was his natural colour. He dresses in flamboyant, perhaps distasteful, suits and jackets. Keeps his eyes covered in shades, it is rumoured that these shades convey other information. Preferred weapons are a long phaser rifle, Dominion standard, and a small dirk. His temper is even, but he seems to lack any form of conscience. Little is known of jerome, a man of contrasts, disliking company, but tied to the ebullient Finnegan. Efficient but brutal. his eyes are impasssionate, the silver chrome shinning from the darkened face. |
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