Dirk "Gently" Creed made Captain young. Despite the ridiculing nickname from his fellow Enforcers, referencing his preference for bringing perps in to be charged when possible, his numbers didn't lie.

Used to dropping in relatively unarmoured onto pirate boats on the Poison Sea, to avoid being dragged down beneath the toxic waves should him or his team go overboard, his first proper command of a Prefecture in Hive Obitus was a rude awakening.

They lost a couple of their squad in the first fight, and had to bring two new rookies to fill the dead men's boots. He's taken them under his wing, and will scrimp and save and find credits where he can to make sure his men are protected and able to fight back against the new threats they are facing.

Moira has been crucial in their fights, and it has left Dirk wondering just how things would change if all his team had access to such powers...

Parker doesn't speak much. Parker is good at his job. He had many nicknames. None stuck. 

Parker doesn't need to be thanked or recognised for his job. He just makes sure that perps aren't in a position to fight back and harm his fellows.

(Parker is an excellent shot, despite multiple head injuries during a brief stint as a Subjugator potential)

Despite this, Parker has shown a remarkable knack to predict incoming danger, and sometimes has strange "hunches" that he follows through on. Some among the group, most notably Captain Creed, wonder if one day he may need to be shipped off to Haunt training to be fitted for his own hexagrammatic suit. It's certainly been interesting the few times that Parker has taken a hit of Ghast to get him through a particularly tricky fight...

Gaining the nickname after the amount of recruits he sent off with dents in their helmets and "ringing their bells" (including a rather unfortunate Parker), Radec "Ringer Reddington was a former minor chem dealer with delusions of grandeur before his "recruitment".

He managed to retain a little more of himself through the indoctrination process, including an acerbic tongue and an unhealthy obsession with credits and chems. He seems to have the uncanny knack to find a black market or underground gambling ring within 12 hours of arriving anywhere.

He has mastered the art of the quick magnacle, and is fearless as he charges towards the enemy. Of course, usually the enemy is blinded or webbed and all he has to do is slap the cuffs on, but every perp they snag is a potential bounty that can be turned into chems and gear for him and his friends, and that's damn good in Ringer's book!

Used to providing supporting fire from the hovering Valkyrie, BB hates this new way of operating. It means she might get shot!

The tight quarters have forced her to fall back on the old faithful carbine, but her true love is finding a perch and dropping a perp from half a hab away before they even know she's there.

After all, what's the point of making friends in high places if you can't get some perks out of it? Sure she has to move and find this guy muscling in on turf of the Prefecture's friends right now, but get through this assignment, and they'll be back on the Poison Sea in no time!

A hardened brute of a man, Subjugator training saw him on the receiving end of enough beatdowns that his motto is "never take a fair fight if you can help it".

Gordon earned his nickname with his insistence of having his enemy blind or concussed before laying in enthusiastically with boot and shield. 

Violence was etched into him from his first beginnings in the Underhive as a scrawny kid, orphaned early. Slights and hurts to him and his gang were, and still are, visited back tenfold.

The tweaked out junkie that shot and killed one of his friends in their first scuffle in Obitus found this out the hard way after he broke nearly every bone in their body, and finally a caved in skull was the last mercy afforded them.

Took out 1x person. (Tish)

New to the squad and a native of Hive Obitus, he gained the nickname Earnest during the fast-track training and indoctrination, and now refuses to answer to anything else apart from his trooper number.

A former vat-stirrer for the meat recyc plants, he escaped and turned to less house endorsed crime, working with a group of abhumans. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on your perspective, he made the mistake of stealing from an Orlock truck as it waited in the queue for a checkpoint. Hidden from the drivers, he was in full view of the newly arrived Valkyrie 7 team in the truck behind. A short pursuit and some delicate police brutality, and they had a new recruit for the Precinct. While some things were brutal, the guaranteed meals and non leaky accomodation were a definite step up for him, and he took to it like a duck to water.

What he lacks in skill, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Firing wildly with a shotgun at foes to get them ducking has saved his allies more than once, and he's happy to help!

On the borderline of abhuman, Nobbs possesses one of those faces that even a mother might have second thoughts about loving. Bashed, beaten and scarred, her fellow enforcers definitely appreciate that a helmet crowns her musclebound shoulders most of the time.

A dogsbody who helped facilitate and clean the empty Precinct-Fortress that Valkyrie 7 moved into, she has been drafted into the team to replace one of the troopers who died in the ambush.

Nobbs is determined to survive long enough to earn proper armour. If she can stick the boot into some of their dazzled perps and her fellow hivers as well, that's just a bonus.

P51-Tm was rescued from a pirate shanty town after her powers kicked in at puberty. 

Luckily a young up and coming Sergeant Creed was patrolling in the area and was able to step in before too much damage was done to the minds around her.

Much of her life before rigorous training has been lost or suppressed. The only thing she has is something the now Captain Creed was able to provide: her old name, Moira.