Still here, sorry about the lack of participation recently. Something of a logistics error left me without a working computer the last couple of days. Won't happen again, I hope!<br/><br/>"I'm Captain Havel, and this is my Company. I run it because I'm the toughest, meanest, most hardest bastard you'll ever see wearing the colors. Now, you may have heard about gangs lookin' like us, runnin' around on bikes, takin' what they want and givin' nothing for it. Company Men ain't like that, or I'll know the reason why. Company Men have a code we follow, and every brother watches his brother's back an' makes sure they're stickin' to it. We're mercs, yeah, fightin' for whoever can keep the goods coming our way, but that doesn't mean we're animals. It's easier like that, leave the bean-countin' to somebody with time for that shit. Me, I got a Company to run.<br/><br/>"Used to be, we'd ride anywhere we wanted, any time. Captain picks a direction and that's the way the Company rides. Right now, we're under contract here, and that means we got to stick around til terms are met and we get full-paid. So don't expect us to just go wanderin' off any time soon; we've got it down in writing, just in case anyone feels the need to argue. Only thing lets that contract go is us doing our job or the sponsor getting offed, we got a reputation to maintain. Doesn't mean we can't do our own thing mostly, just that we've got certain jobs to do around town.<br/><br/>"Word to the wise, don't fuck with a Company Man. He's got about thirty guys who'd love to stomp you into pig slops just for the hell of it. They follow orders, and they're pretty well behaved all things considered, but don't ever get it into your head that any of us are nice, or kind, or gentle. We're thugs for hire, and we don't take shit from anyone, not no how for no reason. We got the manpower to hunt you outta any hole you hide in, and we can sure as shit ride faster than you or a horse can run.<br/><br/>"Long story short, we are big bad dogs on a thin little leash, and I'm the one who decides when to let that leash go. Me and nobody else,<em>tiende</em>? You got a problem with one of my boys, you come to me, first thing. I'll set them straight, or I'll set you straight, so don't waste my fuckin' time. Now, piss off, I gotta go do some stuff before it gets hot."