<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcShigbqTaGb0g1oSWWZEIi2OaCVIAPcNt59g0LCVavAOqAUwfo9.jpg)</div><strong>Alias:</strong>Bantam - Cassandra Finnegan<br/><strong>Your Team:</strong>Team F (?)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Plasma, Ace<br/><hr/><br/>A brown haired guy, about Cassie's age, opened the door shortly after she had knocked.  The questioning, stunned expression on his face told Cass that the group wasn't expecting her.  Considering how communication worked around these parts, she wasn't surprised.<br/><br/>A warm smile was given to him.<strong>"Hi, I was told to come here for a briefing?"</strong>She paused for a moment, before deciding to continue.<strong>"I'm Cassie,"</strong>she added.<br/><br/>Teamwork was based on trust, after all, and since she wasn't really wearing a disguise, any facial recognition software they had access to would quickly tell them more than her name.  Her honey brown eyes noted the red haired, pointy nosed boy behind the first. They'd either both wanted to answer the door, or they were a bit paranoid.  Apparently they hadn't noted the house was on stilts or seen<em>Lethal Weapon 2</em>.<br/><br/><strong>"Can I come in, or are you two going to sit there gawking all day?"</strong><br/><br/>