Emily is a Martian woman serving as the security officer for Timberwolf Reclamation & Demolition. A former space bandit, Emily draws on her strong danger sense and her experiences boarding live starships to ensure her crew is safe when they begin work salvaging a dead one, cutting down xenofauna and rival bandits alike. She is a terse, ornery person, giving off a vibe that she's normally just a grumpy person but she's dealing with a huge chip on her shoulder. Incidentally, she happens to be Amy's ex-girlfriend, and she has a Martian camera eye prosthetic as a souvenir from their breakup; her friends suspect she might still be bitter about this.
In her life as a space bandit Emily has used a number of different weapons to get her way, and she's well-acquainted with repairing and maintaining the majority of them, antique and modern styles alike. Her preferred means of securing a shipwreck is the Wave Cutter, an adaptation of starship forcefield technology that emits a thin, contained forcefield in a sine wave pattern- when revved up the sine waves travel faster, producing a thin cutting edge not unlike a moving saw blade. A Wave Cutter has a lot of utility in exploring a shipwreck and not simply in securing it, as the sine wave's edge can cut through metal debris and door hinges with a bit of patience without worrying about its cutting edge going dull. As an old trick from her time raiding ships Emily tends to keep a collection of blast capsules on her utility belt, releasing debilitating chemical clouds her own Martian physiology has an easier time processing- this helps swing fights in narrow ship hallways in her favor. While Slug might have a great sense for tracking down threats to Red Raven, Emily always has a plan for how to stack the odds and manage the threats that spring up on a Timberwolf operation, being more reactive and adaptable than her proactive counterpart.
Emily ran with a Martian gang for a while, targeting merchant and cargo ships navigating the Asteroid Belt on trade routes between Terra and Neptune. The gang grew from small fish to fairly large fish, pillaging and selling off all manner of goods carried by starfarers too small to afford protection from upstart thieves like themselves. Just as they were beginning to make a name for themselves, the Martians drew the attention of one of the Sol system's largest of fish. Legends speak of a bandit queen whose crew took on an expanding Terra's united star fleet and disappeared twenty Terran years ago, an almost mythical tale whispered by older starfarers but dismissed by their younger crewmates. Emily and her gang did not put much stock into these legends until they themselves came face to face with the Coelacanth, an enormous Terran battleship painted with a skull and crossbones. They had just hit a food supply vessel and had been waiting to ambush a cargo ship in the asteroid belt when the titanic relic emerged from the dark to gobble up this ambitious little fish, relieving them of their ill-gotten gains and leaving scant few member of the gang alive. Emily and two other members of her crew were rescued by the very ship they planned to ambush, their gang shattered and their leaders dead, and were offered a ride out to Callisto. Welcomed aboard by Grizzly John himself, the normally stone-hearted Emily began to catch feelings for the scrappy little Mercurian lady manning the ship's helm. Her remaining gangmates disembarked at Callisto but Emily chose to stay on board Grizzly John's ship to pursue a relationship and try to build a newer, more honest life.
Neither Emily nor Amy will breathe a word about the night of their breakup to anyone- a night that cost one woman an eye and the other an arm- no matter how nosy any of their respective friends ever get. The only concrete details anyone knows is that days afterwards, once Emily had the side of her head patched up with prosthetics, she sought out the newly one-armed Mercurian's rival salvager- the Venusian man she'd known from Grizzly John's ship- and demanded to join his crew. While Bryce and Amy have a frenemy-style rivalry there is nothing friendly about Emily's feelings towards Red Raven or their captain. Bryce could see a whole story hidden behind that coal-black Martian eye and did not pass up the opportunity to have a security expert who wasn't a stranger on board. It was worth giving the former bandit a chance just to hear Amy squealing over comms the first time Bryce sicced his new security expert on a contested shipwreck. Some days you win, some days you lose, but on that day the whole Timberwolf crew got to sleep a little bit easier knowing they'd gotten a hold full of treasures and the upper-hands on their rivals.