"Well then I won't shoot you." Said a voice from behind them. It sounded metallic, as if coming through a combat suit. It was in fact, as when they turned to see who it was, a man in a shining suit greeted their eyes. His helmet folds down to reveal the young man under, probably late twenties to early thirties, with chocolate brown hair and ice blue eyes, and a perfect sculpted face. He was studying them, then he smiles. "Names Ryker."

[i]"Malform... And this is Lea."[/i] [b]The big man waves slightly and the woman simply checks her nails.[/b]