Super powers? You're kidding, right? 'Cuz I don't got none. Well, unless you mean my superbrain, which is only super 'cuz I made it that way. That and I'm a pretty good shot with a pistol, but that comes from years of Cheetos and Halo.
Hope you weren't expecting more.
Whatcha wanna know? I mean, it ain't like I'm looking to become a pornstar. I don't got the background, and I don't got the body. What I got is hard knocks, the whole school of it, right down to the day I was born. Bet you'd never guess, I mean, 'cuz I'm good with computers and shit, that I was raised a Luddite, huh? I mean, really... who buys into that crap? No cell phones! No iPads! Of course, air conditioning is fine, 'cuz who wants to live in a sweaty shithole?
Nobody, that's who. Least of all me.
So yeah, I'm good with computers and networking and just about anything that takes power. I'm self taught, so all those folks with certificates and degrees can just lock their lips on my bunghole and suck hard. I'm good. Maybe the best. Not that I'd brag about it or nothin'.
When I say security, I could do bodyguard stuff, I guess. I mean, I'm not all that imposing, but I can shoot a moth out of the night sky at thirty meters. What I really mean is network security, encryption, all that jazz. Outside of that, camera work, video editing, I can do stuff like that, too.
Oh, I gotta be exceptional? Let me tell you, it ain't about exceptional, it's about being the best. Not that I'm absolutely the best, just that I ain't found nobody better, if you know what I mean.
Aw, shit. This one's easy. I need to keep makin' money, and hookin' up with Rogue will give me the opportunities to get out of the hellhole where I'm at now.