Alex Price

Age 28
Hair Blonde
Height 1.57m
Weight 62kg
Eyes Green
Handedness Right
Siblings Brother (33), Sister (30) & Brother (22) Parents
Father (67) Retired, Mother (67) Retired
DOB 20th Dec 1988

The Past

In 1988 Alex Price, the third of four siblings, entered the world in Mokp'o, principal city within the South Jeolla province of the recently reunited Republic of Korea. For her early informative years BB's life was pleasant if not hectic as she & her family were constantly shunted from one end of the Republic to the other at the whim of her fathers employer, the great Arasaka corporation. In 2001, on her father's retirement she, along with her mother, brother & two sisters were shipped back to her father's home town, Fort Pierre, South Dakota, after the hustle & bustle Mokp'o Fort Pierre was a regular coffin.

Bored with high school BB fled Fort Pierre & headed for the bright lights of Minnesota where aged 15 the realities life on the street were quickly learned & rejected. After several run ins with the Minnesota PD Ms Price cut town before her deliquent behaviour lead to jail. Over the following couple of years Alex drifted west eventually ending up in Sacramento in July of 2005.

Alex's diminutive size belied her inner strength & the many years as a child spent training under the tutelage of her mother in the dojo ensured that when she worked in various bars on the strip she gravitated naturally to become the peace keeper braking up numerous bar brawls between grunts from the 934th on weekend leave. Pissed with working for tips however, having her ass continually groped & moping up cold vomit she got talking to a couple of MP's one night who, having seen her in action in the bar, suggested that she'd make a dam fine soldier. Tired of the shit Alex decided to give it a roll &, armed with a false ID belying her age, enlisted with the 34th Infantry Division, St Paul, Minnesota.

After basic training Alex's natural talents & aptitude for violence brought her to the attention of her superiors, she quickly found herself transferred to the 75th rangers FIDO (Foreign Internal Defence Overseas) out of Fort Benning, Georgia. Over the next six years or so she spent most of her time in & around South East Asia & the Middle East protecting Uncle Sam's assets or more often than not the chattels of the major corporations never more so than in the corporate disputes over oil in the South China Seas.

In March of 2008 former Gunnery Sergeant Alex Price found herself stationed in San Jose de Buenavista & promoted to acting Second Lieutenant 2LT. It was here that she was responsible for rescuing the lives of 67 children when Petrochem funded militia took hostages & blew tanks containing over 5000 barrels of Chooch2, for this heroism Alex was awarded the Distinguished Service Medal.

By 2011 Alex had added two Purple Heart's & the Silver Cross to her DSM, cynicism however finally won through as she tired of supposedly defending the freedom of US citizens when in fact it was actually protecting corporate ass against heavily armed freedom fighters aka rival corporate directed mercenaries.

Refused permission to buy herself out of the service three times Alex went finally AWOL, got arrested & was then court marshalled, after serving six months in the regional confinement facility at Fort Carson, Colorado citizen Price was dishonourably discharged.

The Present

For the past six months Alex Price had been integrating herself into the "Savage Skulls" a semi nomadic tribal road gang occupying an old industrial estate at Santa Paula, her role was to oversee Militech's clandestine operations where finesse wasn't required & no traceable link to Militech was the order of the day. Obviously the Skulls weren't aware who provided the money, the guns or the amphetamines but as long as Alex came up with the goods they'd happily cut any bastards throat.

Things had been ticking along quite well until last night when the Skulls were supposed to cut up rough at a motel where her contact had said several suits from Biotronica USA were meeting to discuss local investment opportunities. On arrival her gut feeling was all wrong, it just didn't feel right, as she watched the Skulls cruise into the parking lot from across the street she sensed rather than saw the figure step back behind the dumpster to the rear of the lot. As Reece & his boys started to party Price watched, to late, as the figure stepped back into view & lift a one shot multi burst DGL to his shoulder. Alex, screaming a warning, new it was just to fucking late, the multiple DU sabots ripped into the front of the motel & enveloped the building in an envelope of debris.

As the dust settled Alex could hear the screams, the slow collapse of the motels roof trusses as well as secondary explosions as the heat reached the vehicles filling the parking bays, of Reece & his boys there wasn't much left to see. Fleeing the scene she tried to call Bergusson's mobile, the line was dead, gunning the Fatboys rotary S-MAX into life Alex new it was over, Bergusson was either dead or he'd sold her out, either way it wasn't clever.

Later, sat in the Forlorn Hope Ms Price nursed a beer & mulled things over, she'd only visited the place a couple of times before but the company didn't ask to many questions, the house band were pretty dam good, she'd heard good things about the dude who ran the joint, John Freeman &, well, it gave her time to wonder just what the fuck to do next.