Crosscut doesn't really care whether a piece of technology is efficient, or more advanced than anything else available - what really matters to her is whether it's fast. Crosscut's breakneck pace irritates the cool and precise Callback, as does her tendency to lose focus and switch her attention to something - anything - more exciting than the task at hand. Team medic Hotfix, however, is beginning to suspect a darker secret - Crosscut's CR logs have shown traces of contaminated fuel, suggesting that the young racer may be developing a dangerous addiction to high-yield 'dirty' power boosters.
The long years of inactivity as the Strike Force's cruiser limped home took their toll on Crosscut - she tore training droids to pieces almost faster than they could be put back together - and she relishes the excitement now that the team have returned to active duty. In battle, Crosscut loves to race around the field, jinking to avoid enemy fire, before closing on her disoriented foe to administer the coup de grâce.