RBW 2010: Space cowboys. 5th-7th November 2010. Canary Wharf, London UK

OUTPOST BRITANNIA CREW

Hale

Male Cougar, Captain

Hale's about next best thing to a commander that you get this far from the Core. The oldest of a 4 kitten litter by a clear 14 seconds, this cougar was a born leader. His parents were one of the first families to settle on Mars when it was terraformed to be inhabitable and this settler lifestyle instilled a strong work ethic in the feline. His father was a local lawman, well reputed in his charge to keep the peace. He was tragically killed while breaking up an altercation in a local bar, and Hale stepped up as the bread-winner of his family.

Frustrated by the lack of local opportunities, the cougar was driven to enlist into the military in order to make ends meet. Serving a highly-decorated 8 years in the Core, he was forced to leave after a “difference of opinion” that left three planet-class Alliance cruisers missing the better parts of their hulls. . . .if you believe their side of the story, that is. A perfect excuse for a career change, don't you think? Luckily, Hale had put enough aside to ensure that keeping his head down in somewhere nice and remote would always be a viable option.

And that's just what he did.

@HaleCougar

Blake

Male Dingo, Pilot (Freelancer)

Blake grew up as the second son of a very well to do family, the most recent generation of a mineral trading dynasty that had laid claim to a significant portion of Io's landmass. Full of beans, Blake always prided himself on maintaining a winning streak, but his luck ran out when his family disinherited him from the business due to their disagreements about his 'lifestyle'. Long story short, he was kicked out. 'Course, Blake bein' Blake, he shrugged it off, found a shuttle to carve his own path and summarily landed himself in a whole heap o' trouble. Outlaws are common in this galaxy and it may be safe to say there's never been a dingo born who kept a sterling record. This ruffian is no exception. Blake's got a long list of enemies, but he's layin' low, and keepin' his hackles up. He's a survivor.

After six years of cross-verse courier jobs and piloting sleeper-service passenger ferries, the charismatic canine crossed paths with the Britannia's crew, and the rest is history. As far as he remembers, the Britannia may be the only gainful employment he's acquired conventionally in his life! The Outpost is his dream gig; good enough pay, free food and he gets to live the lifestyle - if you could call it that - he's been otherwise unable to sustain previously in his career. Lazy hours, minimal effort and despite the occasional ("completely harmless", he claims) asteroid incident, Blake's home is 'tween the sheets just as much as it is behind the steerin' yoke. So to speak.

@BlakeDingo

Josef

Male Polar Bear,
“Public Relations”
(Security Chief)

Josef has never gone looking for trouble, it just seems to have a way of findin' him. Growing up on an ice planet with little in the way of resources or opportunities, Josef knew he had to find a way off-world if he was ever gonna make anything of himself. For a while he was convinced the military was his golden ticket. Trouble is, he ain't never been in what you might call 'top shape' and there was only so much that his bunk-mate Hale could do to carry him through. He failed out at the end of basic training and found himself stranded on Titan with no money, no prospects and no friends.

As fortune (or Murphy's Law) would have it, Josef was to run into his old cougar friend again a good few years later. In the middle of a particularly colourful barroom brawl, he found himself staring into the face of his army buddy. Once the glass and dust had been swept away, the two old pals got down to talking shop and the evening ended in a job offer. While it's true that Josef may have flunked basic, he was always capable of handling himself more than well enough when necessary. Hale saw the potential for a particularly loyal Security officer in the polar bear – a decision he has yet to regret.

@JosefBear

Ressa

Female Red Panda, Engineer

Ressa's the sort of girl every mother dreads. Many credits were wasted on ballet shoes and pink toy ponies only for them to be ignored in favour of dismantling the viewscreen. Her preoccupation with kinetic screwdrivers and taking things apart 'just to see how they work' got her to where she is now. Gifted with an exceptional sense of the mechanical, Ressa was born with engineering in her blood.

Just after signing on as a member of the Britannia, Blake took an ill advised, inebriated jaunt in his personal shuttle, “Wyld Stallion”, and ended up crash-landing not too far from Ressa's 'burb. As luck would have it, the panda was on her way home from a similarly wild night out at the time, and pulled his pod clear before any serious harm was done.

It took her a good few weeks, but Ressa managed to get that little scout-class runabout back in full working order. When Blake offered her a way out of her dead-end routine, she jumped at the chance, and never looked back. Sheltered, yet adventurous by nature, Ressa always welcomes the opportunity to expand her horizons, particularly in ways that end up being a little more... exciting.

@RessaPanda