<div class="floatleft">(http://tattoosnob.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/47732487.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Ex-Raider</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Sierra</span></span><br/><em>Naked!?!</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=116610.msg5075866#msg5075866);<br/>[noembed]Scene Soundtrack (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcgJnbCul-0)[/noembed]<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Sierra moved out of the cell, reaching for her own clothes. She felt better being covered, even though the clothing she wore did little to cover the imagination. She pulled her long ebony locks back and secured them with a bobby pin. Her choice of weapon was a simple 9mm, which she quickly checked the clip. There were 9. She assumed the chamber was loaded. Looking to the other members who were gathering their gear.<br/><br/>"I'm Sierra by the way..." she said, offering a slight smile. The girl had tattoos up and down her arm and other places where the eyes dared to roam. She wasn't very tall, 5'4 at most and lithe. Her breasts were small and she had multiple piercings in her eye brows and some on her bottom lip. One could easily tell she use to be a raider. She secured her hair back with a pair of goggles and holstered her gun as she looked back to the room, waiting for her bother to join them.<br/><br/>All around the rooms rested broken terminals. None of them seemed operational. Sierra would then glance to the men, thinking that they all were attractive in their own way. Too bad they were stuck in a fucked up lab maze.