<b>Spook</b><br/><br/><br/>Cat's brow rose as Spook's shirt did. She smirked, chuckled, amused by this woman. "Well you're definitely some kind of crazy."<br/><br/>"You know what happens to people like that?" Sheeva looked up from the device she held. She turned her head, looked right at spook. The woman, of average height was stocked, muscular. Her hair was pulled back in a dozen or so small braids of black and red. The subtle seam around her scalp indicated her scalp was likely prosthetic. The tips of the thin braids glowed red where they hung between her shoulder blades.<br/><br/>Spook got a look at her, though - a real look, saw the other side of her face. Three seams were visible, clear lines where flesh met prosthetic. The entire right side of her face, apparently, wasn't even hers. Her left eye was natural, or looked that way. The right eye was distinctly not. The plugs along her right temple were clear, jacks for neuronetic interfaces.<br/><br/>"You ever seen one of 'em up close?" She asked, not sharing Cat and the Twin's amusement. "Someone that's replaced one thing too many?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>