<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>ZZ<br/><br/>As much as she’d have preferred something a little more… herself, Tempest knew that ZZ lived in a nice apartment in a nice part of town, and, as such, a woman wearing body armour and carrying guns would not be welcome at the best to times. Instead, she was still clad in her nice pantsuit, carrying herself like an ordinary woman and not a hired gun.<em>It’s not too bad, actually. I might be able to go with this look</em>.<br/><br/>She entered the apartment, nodding to Z as she entered. “There’s one thing that can drive a girl crazy, and that’s when her boyfriend has nicer hair then she does.” That prompted a small laugh. “But since you’re so nice to look after mine, how could I say no?” True, hair was a mere part of their relationship, but it was the one that amused her the most. She stepped over to him, a warm smile on her face. “So what first? Haircare or something else on your mind?”<br/>