Deflecto! (Myces Sant)
PL 10 (151 pp)

Abilities: Str 10, Dex 20, Con 12, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 12 [18 pp]

Attack: Melee +4, Ranged +4 [8 pp]
Defense: +4, +6 in armor (+2 flat-footed) [8 pp]
Initiative: +5
Damage: +0 hand to hand, +2 (with rank 7 Stun) with taser-staff
Saves: Toughness +1 (+4 in armor), Fort +1, Ref +10, Will +0 [5 pp]

Skills: Acrobatics 4 (+9), Bluff 2 (+3), Climb 0 (+0), Computers 2 (+4), Concentration 0 (+0), Diplomacy 6 (+7), Disguise 0 (+1), Drive 1 (+6), Escape Artist 0 (+5), Gather Information 0 (+1), Handle Animal 0 (+1), Intimidate 0 (+1),
Knowledge (behavioral science) 2 (+4), Knowledge (technology) 4 (+6), Knowledge (business) 4 (+6), Knowledge (current events) 2 (+4), Language (Galstandard), Language (Mycen, native), Notice 2 (+2), Pilot 1 (+6), Profession (salesman) 4 (+5), Search 0 (+2), Sense Motive 8 (+8), Sleight of Hand 2 (+7), Stealth 2 (+7), Survival 0 (+0), Swim 2 (+2)
[12 pp, 48 ranks in skills]

Feats: All-Out Attack, Benefit (wealth), Connected, Contacts, Defensive Attack, Equipment 6, Evasion 2, Improved Defense 2, Fearless, Instant Up, Power Attack, Quick-Draw (draw weapons)
[19 pp]

Equipment: Collapsible taser-staff (DB +2, Mighty, Crit 20, Bludgeoning, +5’ Reach, 4 EP, Stun 7 on a hit (linked) 14 EP, Break into two ‘clubs’ feature 1 EP (no Reach in ‘club’ form, but are throwable with a 10’ range increment, +1 EP)), Armored suit (+3 Toughness, 3 EP), Reinforced Sleeves (+2 Dodge Bonus, +2 on Block rolls, slow and fast projectiles, 6 EP), Communicator (1 EP)

Powers:
Deflection 12 (all ranged, Extras: Action 3 (reaction), Reflection, Power Feats: Extra Reach 1, Homing 1,
Alternate Power – Teleport 12) [75]

Concealment 10 (all, Flaw: Partial, Limited (still visible, just not quite where he seems to be, gets no bonus to hide or sneak attack someone, just the concealment bonus)) [5]

Immunity 2 (critical hits, Flaw: Sustained) [1]
[81 pp]

Abilities 18 + Atk/Def 16 + Saves 5 + Skills 12 + Feats 19 + Powers 81 = 151 pp

Sant is a member of the elusive Myces species, which exist as a mercenary corporate structure. No one is exactly sure what the true species looks like, as their ‘representatives’ invariably appear as a member of whatever species they are sent to negotiate with. As a member of the Earth embassy, Sant is completely human, with the exception of eyes that resemble pools of liquid mercury, but his thoughts and actions are Mycen, making him both disturbingly cheerful, and calculatingly mercenary in thought and deed. It was expected that he would charge for his ‘services’ as hero, but he chirpily explained that his role was to generate good will towards his people, and that no fee was necessary (although tips were welcome, he hastened to add, if strictly voluntary!).

Unfortunately for the sentients of the galaxy, the Mycens have a gift for salesmanship, thought to be an almost preternatural intuitive ability to figure out what someone needs, and to them persuade them to purchase it. Even Sant, clearly not intended to fill a ‘sales’ position, is quite skilled at figuring out what another sentient is thinking, and ‘selling’ them on a particular course of action. (Surreptitious testing has shown that Sant has no special empathic gifts, and in fact is both somewhat obtuse, and doesn’t have a terribly commanding presence, nor does he have any sort of pheremones or other advantageous secret racial traits. It seems that the secret ‘Mycen advantage’ is that they train from birth in these techniques, but since no one wants to accept that their ‘big secret’ is that they actually work hard at their role, rumors persist about chemical cheats or neural disruptive signals or hypnotic trances.)

There are currently 22 known ‘species’ of Mycen, each centered around embassies on 22 different worlds of the Galactic Confederation, and each taking the form of that worlds dominant member species. They seem to share no racial traits, other than the Mycen ‘language’ which is chemical in nature (and the source of rumors about their psychogenic pheremones). Mycen typically communicate in Galstandard, or some other shared language, but, regardless of apparent species, can communicate with each other by touching. The communication isn’t entirely subtle, since it’s obvious to anyone who knows that Mycen communicate this way when they are doing so. (A ‘human’ Mycen tends to go someone slack, and their eyes roll up in their head. Other species have similarly obvious signs.) While no one can eavesdrop on this form of communication (not even another Mycen in contact with one or both participants), it is limited to touch range, which balances it out.

The location of the Mycen homeworld is unknown, and their spherical ships, resembling great balls of liquid mercury, simply appear at their destinations via powerful space-warping engines. Their prime export is space-warping technologies, and Sant’s abilities seem to be related, but certainly not commonplace, as no other Mycen has been seen to demonstrate even rudimentary versions of such abilities without an assortment of bulky gear.

Sant was rejected from the original Freedom Legion tryouts for a plethora of reasons. First, the decision not to charge for his services had not yet been decided upon, and he tried to negotiate a salary. Second, his power was deemed to be ‘entirely defensive, and completely dependent upon the actions of foes.’ Third, he demonstrated his equipment with much enthusiasm, a salesman at heart, and gave the impression that all of his powers were based in his equipment. Finally, he refused to give any information about his people, and, at the time, they were new to the system, and strongly mistrusted due to a ‘cultural misunderstanding’ involving the concept of slavery, which the Mycens have since come to understand is ‘off limits’ in Confederation space...

Sant left the tryouts with a list of things he would need to work on, and later tracked down the other Rejects, whom he had somehow heard where gathering to form their own team, and offered his services. Free of charge! The team was somewhat leery of his more-than-generous offer, but he has since proven himself to be a brave and surprisingly selfless, if occasionally frustratingly obtuse, team-mate.