<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/30DmQhV.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Bound in Shadows<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Fourth Field Force Mustering Camp<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Ivan, Jiao-Long, Daila<br/><hr/><br/>Bound stood into a salute, clothing starting to dry now. She nodded and spoke with a serious tone. "Understood ma'am. We will infiltrate the town and assess the potentia lstrength and weaknessesof the enemy. We will attempt to identify the enemy powerstructure and undermine it before exfiltrating. By your leave ma'am."<br/><br/>Bound, like Ivan, returned to her tent. Unlike Ivan, Bound did not go the route of trying to look as bland as possible. Her red pixie cut hair was covered by a wig of long green hair, her eyes amber. Bound had replaced her outfit with a dancer's dress that left little to the imagination. Her top barely held in her ample bosom with sleeves that were just ribbons attached to bands at her wrists. Bound wore loose pants slit down the side of the leg, drawing attention to her fet wnd ass, giving a good view that she in fact was not wearing anything underneath.<br/><br/>Mmmm, it feels so good to be in disguise, like walking as someone else. So freeing. If anyone asks, I am a dancer from a small village along the rivers to the south, looking to rest myself after a long journey. And you are my companion who joined along the way to protect me from anyone who would take advantage of a fragile thing as myself. Sound good?"