Handle: Vice.
Name: Riley Travis
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: ¼ Caucasian, ½ Afro-america, ¼ Brazilian. Features are surgically enhanced to look stern and germanic, in stark contrast to his complexion.
Metatype: Human
Nationality: CAS

Date of Birth: April 3rd, 2041
Place of Birth: Jacksonville, Florida, CAS.
Height: 6’1� (1.8542m)
Weight: 206lbs (93.44kg)
Eyes: Originally brown. Cybereyes are usually kept replicating his original eye color.
Hair: Normally black. Currently not applicable. Vice shaves his head every morning.
Distinguishing marks: His upper left arm is branded with a regimental insigna for the 101st Airborne. There’s a barcode tattooed on the back of his neck, though the code is gibberish and doesn’t even match the checksum.
Build: At a glance, Vice looks like just another narcissistic suit who spends two hours a day at the health club, plays tennis or racquetball three or four times a week, and spends his weekends on the golf course.
Demeanor: Professionally, Riley goes to great lengths to be menacing, without overtly threatening anyone, until frustration sets in. Then he has to fight the urge to hang people out windows and throw them off balconies.

Socially, he’s very much at ease, and somewhat disarmingly laid back. In the rare event that he gets to completely let his guard down, he hurls himself headlong into his addictions.

He lives well beyond his means, and works constantly to ensure he always has cash to throw into the hole in his soul. Despite maintaining his own personal code of conduct, he has no hard and fast rules about what types of jobs he will or won’t accept.

Riley Travis was born in Jacksonville, Florida, in an Ares Macrotechnology enclave. Both parents were loyal company employees, and he grew up in the “baseball, mom, and apple pie� corporate culture of Ares. After high school, company career counselors determined that continuing his education was a “dubious� investment and instead recommended that he either apply to the Knight Errant academy or join Ares Arms security force.

In an act of teenage defiance, he joined the CAS army and served for eight years as an air assault rifleman on the west Texas front. His impulse control problems kept him out of the elite echelon of special operations, but his physical toughness and forceful personality made him an exemplary NCO. In 2066, he was honorably discharged as a staff sergeant with a bronze star for valor and a second for meritorious service.

After his honorable discharge, he was contacted by a Saeder-Krupp Prime recruiter. Rather than go to work for a SWAT or HTR team, or for Firewatch, he thumbed his nose at his family again and went to work for Saeder Krupp Prime. After some elective augmentation and cosmetic surgery, he was assigned to the Miami office as a “problem solver�. He split his time between negotiating with the Miami shadow community and shooting at them. After a year, he was a man respected and feared in equal measures.

In the fall of 2069, a new director took over his office and began purging the department of loose cannons and potential problems. Rather than getting fired or cleaned for his reckless personal life, Travis turned in his resignation and signed on with a Macao based mercenary company called Proactive Security Solutions. He spent 6 months sweltering in Vietnam, guarding opium fields and doing counterinsurgency work with the group before deciding he preferred concrete to mud under his feet. When his contract was up, he declined to renew and examined his other options. Someone from the security firm put him in touch with an expatriate Californian fixer in Seattle looking for “freelance operators� to help him make a name for himself. The two connected quickly, and Vice was off to the races.

Travis remains estranged from his family. He broke ties with his parents when he went to work for Saeder-Krupp. They’re now retired and still in Jacksonville, berating his sister about why they don’t have any grandchildren yet. He hasn’t spoken to his older sister Kathleen since he left for Vietnam. She is an Ares fleet helicopter pilot in Manhattan, and spends her days chauffeuring executives and VIPs around.

Body: 4
Agility: 4/8
Reaction: 5/9
Strength: 4
Charisma: 4
Intuition: 3
Logic: 2
Willpower: 2
Initiative: 12
Passes: 1/3
Essence: 0.26
Edge: 2
Physical Damage Track: 11
Stun Damage Track: 10
Karma: 0

Positive Qualities (+25)
Biocompatibility(cyberware).
Restricted Gear (Move by Wire-2). Late in his time at Saeder-Krupp, after a particularly good semi-annual review, he was allocated a refurbished 2nd generation Move by Wire unit to replace his wired reflexes and reaction enhancer.
Restricted Gear (Muscle Toner-4)
Restricted Gear (Reality Amplifier, Oracle)

Negative Qualities (-25BP)
Standard SINner. As a legitimate citizen of the CAS, born in a corporate hospital and raised by corporate employees, Riley Travis was issued a SIN at birth. His SIN was destroyed in Crash 2.0, and replaced by the CAS because he was active duty army at the time.
Addiction, Mild. Vice has been a social drug user since he was 15. He quit completely while he was in the army, but relapsed hard while working in the non-stop party of the Miami underworld. He kicked his opiate habit, and moved on to a speedball of novacoke and eX, though he’s a big fan of loading up on Asia or Zen and playing golf.
Poor Self Control (Compulsion, 1). Vice is fighting a stalemated battle to overcome his sex addiction. He’s far less out of control than he used to be, but that’s just because he spends a lot more time working. But eventually, someone he brings home in a drug and pill induced stupor is going to either kill him or get him killed.
Records on File. Saeder-Krupp Prime has all of his biometrics in a database.

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Augmentation 157950


Gear

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