(( *lives* Now that the day of hell is out of the way ^^ ))<br/><br/>Renne had gone to her bed room, or as many called it the garage. Renne was a technological wonder when it came to building weapons that were small but powerful. Her suit was tiny compared to the human version of it. The jet pack were rockets the size of a person's balled fists. But they were strong enough to lift Renne's four hundred pound frame like she weighed nothing.<br/><br/>The arms had several weapons, canons, lasers, claws, chain guns and even the gruesome chain saws for when she was truly angry. The suit was able to survive in space, water, other planets and was also able to support several other people. The suit looked like it weighed over four hundred pounds itself but in truth it was only hundred extra pounds on Renne's form.<br/><br/>Her room was called the garage because she had peices of things every where, guns, weapons, old armor new armor that she was working on. She lived in her room but would always come to her lover's calls.. no matter what she was doing or how important it was.