Name: None

Alias: Wyvern Samire

Age: Late twenties

Height: 6'2''

Weight: 200 pounds

Body-type: Average

Birthplace: Unknown

Nationality: Caucasian, speaks with no accent

Powers: An unregistered psionic with a mid-grade healing factor.
Like most psions his control and ability to redirect most energies is unparalleled to other mutants.
His specialization in this field seems to be kinetics and force, being able to adjust an objects(and on rare occasions, a persons) velocity and redistribute its store of kinetic force. He cannot move things with his mind like most psions, and he has incredibly small sway over the more avid elemental energies. He can absorb some energies to replenish his stores, but his pool of energy isn't naturally very large, needing to rest near constantly to keep any in him for offensive maneuvers. He does seem to have a natural immunity to psychic probing and is very hard to read socially. He possesses a slightly heightened sense of awareness and a gross sense of detail, able to pick things out about people and perceive hidden things more readily. He develops somewhat severe headaches around psychics, most likely a natural defense, but he doesn't claim it as such.

Natural Abilities: An avid marksman, well to do with any form of firearm. He functions at sub-superhuman ranges as far as speed and strength goes, but due to the healing factor, he has a fair amount of endurance and longevity in a fight. He seems to have developed a social "hole" that he has fallen into, most people not even giving him a first look in public, much less remembering him. He passes in and out of places fairly unseen unless he need be acted upon. Electronic surveillance, of course, doesn't pay any mind to this strange development.

Known History: None. He claims to be an operative for some un-named information broker and is quite adept himself at digging up peoples dirtier laundry. None of the names he gives people for his employer ever come up valid. He doesn't drive anywhere, but seemingly possesses the ability to. He spends most of his time wandering the city, utilizing the extensive metro system to get him one way and the other. He doesn't seem to prefer one side of the city to another, ending up in just about any place, although he has been straying away from Harlem for reasons only known to him.

Personality: He has a weakness for cats, for an odd reason, and tends to rescue any strays he can.
He rarely acts in an utmost serious manner, resorting to tricky wordplay and jokes to wind through conversations. He is very serious at what he does, whatever it is that truly might be. He generally acts in a very bewildering display, often resorting to making himself look a little less than sane comparably. He is very straight-forward, and according to the few associates in the city that do know him, he seems to be almost entirely truthful to strangers, friends, and foes alike.