<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e1/CurvysScarlett.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Street Name:</strong>Scarlet Arn Atal'ai<br/><strong>Sex/Metatype/Archetype:</strong>Female Troll Mercenary<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Body and Strength, Agility and Reaction<br/><strong>Skills:</strong>Combat, Physical<br/><strong>Ethnicity/Age/Orientation:</strong>Caucasian, 20's, straight<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tracy,  Findley,  Waltz, Taylor, one shot<br/>wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=77884705)<br/><br/>Scarlet sat there as listening to Racy and Findley going back and forth. In truth she knew as new runners they would be getting the high end jobs or the pay that game with it. So as they went back and forth about pay, she was looking over her fellow runners. She had only been running with her brothers until now. Tired of being the runt of the litter she made the choice to start going out on her own. Jazz had gotten word from Cat about this particular job. But still that didn't mean she trusted the people that sat around her at the moment.<br/><br/>Tracy seemed rather sure of herself and her words, no doubt the face or the talker of the group. Though Waltz seemed like he was out for all he could get. The man was shorter then she was but he did seem like something rather interesting to take in. One shot seemed quiet but her body looked tense, like there was energy bubbling below the surface. Taylor on the other hand seemed all too eager and accepting of the offer. Which meant he was so green he was more a liability then a help, or he was in it for a whole other reason. She trusted him even less then she trusted Findley. But Scarlet needed and wanted the job. Everyone had to start somewhere, and it seemed this little lab job was her first run without her family.<br/><br/>Taking a breath, her body far too tense as she tried to look formal and professional. She was far more comfy in her running gear or naked for that matter. Fancy and formal was certainly out of her element, she was a fighter not a face. Looking around the room her gaze finally came upon Waltz. He looked as if he were curious about what he saw in her. She smirked a bit as her legs slowly shifted the way they were crossed. Seemed she could even peek a human's interest. Giving him a quick wink she was distracted once more as it seemed the negotiation was coming to an end. Scarlet sat up a bit straighter and nodded,<strong>"I can agree to that, and as she said I'd rather use my own weapons."</strong>she said smiling a bit as her hands flexed a bit.<br/>