<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Christy3_zpsa91c3737.jpg)</div><strong>Cassidy Torres, "Muerta"</strong><br/><br/>"I prefer to think of myself as more of an anti-hero, chica," retorted Cassidy, grin still on her lips. "Hero, Sidekick, Vigilante... whatever pet name you got for me, girl. You can call me whatever you want as long as I get to bunk up with you. I have to warn you, though, I prefer to sleep in the nude." She tossed Gail a little wink. If they were going to play a game of who was bolder, Cassidy was all for it and she always played to win. She loved putting on a show for the cameras and it certainly didn't hurt that the wind-controlling blonde was curvacious and sexy. Muerta sat up and pulled herself to her feet. With her eyes locked on Gail, she circled around behind the younger woman, something akin to a predator stalking prey. She moved up behind the girl and laid her hands on her hips, her grip strong but gentle. Cass peered over Gail's shoulder into the mirror, admiring the blonde's figure. "We look pretty good together, see? Must be fate. Don't you agree?"