<div class="floatleft">(http://i1287.photobucket.com/albums/a632/Michael_Saumure/killa01T_zpsff422019.jpg) </div><strong>Name:</strong>Killa<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Interstellar Delinquent<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Metropolis South<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Circe and Aquaman<br/><br/>Killa winced as the magics flowed over her and her glowing red eyes blinked rapidly as they adjusted to the light of the gals palace hideout.  This Circe had some real power, and Killa had no problem working with someone with real power, especially if it meant that she would see a payoff the size of a city...or more.  She smiled as she listened to Circes offer, then swatted the muscular guy called Orin on his hot ass as she laughed.  "Gonna be a helluva fight, should be damned fun eh pretty boy?"<br/><br/>When Circes eyes bulged and she clutched her chest, Killa couldn't help but grin as she waxed nostalgic about other times she had seen that look before her prey died.  But Circe didn't die, she got angry, and that made the alien woman wet as her grin widened.  "They will find us here....I suggest you both prepare..." She waved her left hand and a cabinet of weapons appeared.  "Oh Boss, you say tha sweetest things.  heh heh heh."  Killa tossed her biker chain off to the side as she reached in and grabbed a length of chain with a nasty, flanged mace head attached.  Wierd writing was etched along each link and between the flanges of the head.  grasping the head of the weapon and the end of the chain she moved to test its strength with a snap, but the chain lengthened in response.  "HAHAHAHAHA!!  Oh yeah baby, I like this lil toy!"  With a flourish she wound the chain around her waist, letting the head of the weapon dangle at her left hip.