<div class="floatleft">(http://i1191.photobucket.com/albums/z466/Corvus269/Shadowrun/Shadowrun%20Images/Tara-GearedUp_zps7df21b01.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Street Name:</strong>Tempest<br/><strong>Sex/Metatype/Archetype:</strong>Female Elf Street Samurai<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Agility and Reaction, Body and Strength<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Combat, Technical<br/><strong>Ethnicity/Age/Orientation:</strong>Caucasian, 20's, straight<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tracey Grimm, ZZ<br/><br/>Tempest nodded to ZZ as she watched the discussion unfold. Anyone could see that things were not going well; Finley’s plan seemed to be getting more and more overcomplicated by the moment, while Tracy Grimm was trying not to flip out and kill everyone. Tempest didn’t blame her, and instead listened as she outlined her own alternative plan. “I like it.” She managed as the woman left the room.<br/><br/>She glanced back to her sometime partner (in more respects then one) and nodded to him. “Good to see you, Z. As you can tell, this has been an interesting little escapade, and it’s only just started.” She glanced at the doorway. “Now me, I liked Tracey’s idea more than anything else presented so far, so I’m willing to give it a shot. Finely just seems a little too insistent on his one plan, and it’s a deranged one.” She gave a small smirk. “And not in a good way.”<br/>