<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>Waltz, Tempest, ZZ, Ms. Frost<br/>wearing now, what few weapons she has strapped and hidden under the vest. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=80444524)<br/><br/>Fury smirked as Frost commented on her breasts,<strong>"Always glad to hear an appreciative comment." </strong>she said trying to keep her body as still as possible. There was no point in squishing her teammates. What a way to go, death by breasts.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were as always cleared and on the job as they all started to move. Fury moved quicker than expected as she went right for their goal. The idea that someone unknown was watching them didn't sit well with her. Her senses on high as the team worked through all the doors that had been unlocked by Frost. Fury liked the way the woman operated and could see herself working with her again. Another run with Waltz sounded alright, especially if they prepared for it the same way they had before this one. And to think she was all tense before he was finished with those magic hands of his.<br/><br/>But for now she moved as silently as possible, a task that took years of training on her own. None of her brothers really did subtle very well. But Fury liked to keep people guessing. And a stealthy troll was definitely a surprise to anyone that came upon her. Fury fallowed Waltz's advice and stuck to what she knew could move. But made a mental note to have anything that stayed with her checked for trackers. She didn't trust any of the corporations even with as far as she could throw them.<br/><br/>Fury stuck around long enough to make sure everything got through. Slipping through just before Frost, turning to fallow everyone down the tunnel once more. She stayed behind a few steps not only to keep herself from getting into their way, but to make sure if they got attacked from behind she'd be the first to know.<br/><br/>Thankfully everything seemed to go off without a hitch. And Findley not only covered what he said, he also added a few extras. And Fury had a nice chuck of credit in her pocket. She was happy to go on her way, perhaps give her contact info to Frost and Waltz for any future runs or get togethers they had. But then Findley spoke about something else he had. The only drawback was they all had to go back to that damn club...and dress the part. She groaned at the thought and ran her fingers through her vibrant red hair.<strong> "I vote the next negotiation include a new meeting place."</strong>she said with a laugh. Noting that she was going to have to stop at Jazz's again if she wanted to look the part, or at least play like she did. The idea of playing his pretty troll barbie made her actually shiver. Fury really was more comfortable in her own gear, at home she walked around in shorts and a t-shirt most of the time.<br/><br/>At least Findley was fronting the bill. Fury was half tempted to bring her brothers, but she'd never get them into one of those monkey suits.<strong> "I guess I'll meet you all there, I have to make a fashion pit stop."</strong>she laughed and shook her head.<br/>