<div style="text-align: center"><b>¤ Sophia ¤ Catastroph ¤</b>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#6b8e23">Sophia looked up from the bed as the first of the crew members came into the room, the captain that had followed her around had left the room now, leaving her alone in there, until the new girl came into the room that was. She shrugged a little, as she watched the first girl come in and settle down, this was one down, now they just needed five more. This was going to be very interesting indeed. She pulled her weapons off her back, and put them down on the bed, including her gun and her knives. She put her motorcycle helmet on the bed too. She had a hat on too, even under the helmet, she could easily wear it, and she fixed it slightly after having put everything on the bed, making sure it sat perfectly on her head. She kept her jacket closed, not exposing anything yet, though her figure gave a lot away, she wasn't exactly the small chested woman, rather large chested actually. She kept her MP3 player in her pockets though, making sure no one would take it, or try to anyway. She would, of course, never let anyone take her beloved MP3 player, and if someone actually managed to even touch it, she would cut off their hand, or hands, if they used both, without hesitation. She smiled a little at the thought, and just nodded to herself slightly.<br/>
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She looked up when the first guy, third crew member, came into the room, looking at him for a moment, trying to take in what kind of guy he was. It was hard to judge, it was had to judge with the woman too for that matter, she just hadn't thought about it until the guy came into the room. She was beginning to realize that this group of people, were going to be a great and fun group, despite how gloomy the guy seemed to be. Though it didn't bother her that much. It wasn't like she was being paid to be best friends with them, all she had to do, was to work together with them during this job, and then they could get back to their own private business. Of course, if they figured out what had started the zombie spawning, she wasn't sure if there would be anymore zombies left afterwards. Who knew? Maybe they found a cure, or a way to kill them all, and that way, they wouldn't have any zombies to kill after their job was done. She sighed at the thought, she had started to like living with the zombies and the few survival humans she met now and then. It seemed to easy to just live like this. You got easy money, food was easy to get too, since people could still make food grow in the surviving towns and cities and bases. That brought the playful smile on her face, oh how she loved to play around with the zombies whenever she got the chance.<br/>
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Finally she turned her attention to the new people in the room again and stood up, leaning against the wall next to her bed, looking at them. She found a cigarette in her pocket, the last one, and grabbed her lighter too, lightning it and taking a drag of it before blowing out a smoke ring. She grinned a little and looked at them again <b>"Welcome to the base Darlings. It's a pleasure to meet the first two crew members of this team. However, we are not fully gathered yet, and I doubt we will be any time soon."</b> she smiled. As she spoke, a thick France accent came through. She wasn't ashamed of being from France, despite what stupid decisions they had taken during the world history. She was actually rather proud of it. Just look at what had happened in the world now. They had one of the largest survival bases in Europe, and it was in the Louvre, it couldn't be much better than that really. She grinned again at that thought, and took another drag of her smoke, blew out another smoke ring, and looked over at the two again. <b>"My name is Sophia Catastroph. France own Head Hunter. As I said, a pleasure to meet you Darlings."</b> she said, having that playful smile on her face again. </span>