“That’s really something you should mention before breaking doors down!” There was more anger than fear in her voice. She kept her weapon leveled, but then Byte jumped onto her shoulder, chirping;<br/>“Savvy Gunman Rule #8! Rule #8!”<br/><br/>Rain hesitated, then hung her head and lowered her gun.<br/>“Never judge a man by his appearance. I know, Byte,” She looked back up at her rescuer.<br/><br/>“Sorry about that,” Rain sighed, “The last few weeks haven’t been fun, and I haven’t seen a friendly face in a long time.”<br/><br/>“The name’s Rain. This little guy’s Byte.”<br/><br/>Rain wears the orange jumpsuit of an Aperture Test Subject, including heelsprings. A bandolier keeps her grenades and extra clips in easy reach, carrying her portal gun and her crowbar on her back. She also has a fannypack where she keeps her tools and anything useful she might find.<br/>Rain isn’t very tall, an inch under five feet. She’s more cute than sexy, but only just. Her brown hair is cropped in a short, boyish cut. The only feminine touch is the red highlights that frame her face.<br/><br/>Byte is a white, four-legged, little robot with large red eye for his ‘face.’ (Imagine a Portal turret, but smaller and squashed down. More cute and less creepy.) He perches easily on Rain’s shoulder, looking at everything curiously.<br/><br/>She steps forward and extends her hand.<br/>"Nice to meet you."