<strong>Name:</strong>Fox's Most Beautiful Daughter<strong>Passion:</strong>Vengeance<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4(5) +3 vs Frost<strong>Skills:</strong>Brawl(X) Quickness(X) Firearms(X)<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>3(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.(X) 2.(X) 3.(X)<br/><strong>AP:</strong>8(10)[5]<strong>SP:</strong>0[6]<strong>CP:</strong>1(6)<br/><hr/><br/>"Sweetums,<em>tell me</em>this isn't your place.  I had imagined a realm where you take in the less fortunate and unhelped to be a little less...hellish?  Also, you don't strike me as a fire-and-stone sort of guy.  Just saying."  Fox frowned at the landscape, taking a look around, seeing what all was being offered up to any eyes that would care to glance around and see.  "So, if we aren't at your house - which I'm<em>hoping</em>we're not - which of the hells is this one?  I never really bothered to pay attention and learn all of them.  I lost count after twelve."<br/><br/>Okay, well, technically she meant twelve orgasms while trying to read the book on hells, but they didn't need to know that, right?