Name: Falcon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
*Species: Human
Alignment: Good
Personality: Falcon aspires to become a Soldier of Fortune, an almost unreal warrior bent on fighting and destroying evil at all costs. As a result, he makes alliances with anyone who shares his goals, puts his life on the line for his friends, and fights to the death any adversary that faces him. Falcon prefers working in a team situation, but will fly solo if need be. He is a very dangerous combatant, and to date has never backed down from a fight.
Appearance: Falcon is about five foot eight, and roughly 150 pounds. He has short, wavy hair, and brown eyes. Over his plain street clothes, usually a green shirt with a white stripe across the chest and a pair of cargo jeans, Falcon wears an unbuttoned, floor-length trench coat. He also usually wears dark shades, but occasionally takes them off to reveal a small set of normal glasses.
Weapons: Falcon's wristwatch has been modified to double as an energy blade hilt, from which a two-and-a-half-foot long, burning green blade can be extended. Other than that, he relies on tactical maneuvers over brute strength to get him out of battles alive.
Special Powers: Falcon has a reaction time of near zero. He can predict an enemy’s next move, and nine times out of ten he has an effective counterattack ready.
Quote: “My honour is wasted upon you, and while I give mercy where it’s due, my blade does not.”

There. Revamped. Now it looks better.

EDIT: Repetition removal.

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