
No corporeal description applies to Alex. He's the disembodied spirit of aid and support.
Who could play Alex in a documentary?
Cross Leonard Nimoy and Sean Connery for a start.
Who does Alex remind you of?
Speedy Gonzales with the stamina of the Energizer Bunny.
For my Flash:
Captain Vickers laughed at the yeoman. "Who ever heard tell of a ninja playing a guitar while flying a Cosbolt? That's some imagination you got there, Jones."
The petty officer kept his voice level. "I have, sir."

"Captain Cavanaugh, sir."
"Cavanaugh's a myth, boy. Ain't a soul ever seen him."
"That's why they call him the Ninja, sir."
Captain Vickers chuckled. "What the devil they been feeding you in the galley? You lookin' for a section 8, boy?"
Yeoman Jones lifted his chin. "He leads the IWSG."
Vickers' chuckle became a glare. "What do you know about IWSG?"
"Everybody knows about the Interstellar Wing's Stealth Guard, sir."
"Talk like that will land you in the brig. Best you attend your duties. And turn your mouth off when your imagination's on. Got that?"
Yeoman Jones snapped to attention. "Aye sir." Jones went about his business, but turned and added, "Sir, I hear he's married. His wife should know how much we appreciate everything he does."
"Dismissed, yeoman."
Jones nodded. He knew Cavanaugh was real and out there protecting us. Somewhere.

Join me in thanking Alex for being abundantly more supportive than anyone could have asked. It's our pleasure--and duty--to make sure those invisible cheeks redden... at least a little.
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