<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mai Waifu</div><div class="spoiler_body">Name: Mai Waifu<br/>Race: Street Elf<br/>Upbringing: Vatjob<br/>Class: Special Operative<br/>Employment: Freelancer<br/><br/>Height: 6’9”<br/>Weight: 180lbs<br/>Hair: Blonde<br/>Eyes: Azure<br/>Skin: Caramel<br/>Age: ??? (20-250)<br/><br/>Attributes<br/>STR: Above-Average (Gifted)<br/>DEX: Exceptional (Pinnacle)<br/>CON: Above-Average (Gifted)<br/>INT: Above-Average (Gifted)<br/>WIS: Exceptional (Pinnacle)<br/>CHA: Above-Average (Gifted)<br/><br/>Skills &amp; Proficiencies<br/>Expertise: Acrobatics, Athletics, Intimidation, Performance, Stealth<br/>Proficient: Animal Handling, Insight, Medicine, Perception, Survival<br/>Tools: Armors, Microbrewing Kit, Personal Vehicles, Shields, Weapons<br/><br/>Traits &amp; Features<br/>Elven Streetside Agility<br/>Biokinetic Power Mastery<br/>Close-Quarters Combatant<br/>Special Forces Expertise<br/><br/>Cybernetics<br/>Experimental Wired Reflexes (Elven)<br/>Experimental Cybersensory Suite (Elven)<br/>Experimental Sprint Burst (Elven)<br/>Experimental Muscle Replacement<br/>Experimental Bone Lacing<br/>Experimental Encephalon<br/>Experimental Bimbo Booster<br/><br/>Weapons<br/>Soon-Bok Compact Pistol (Tech)<br/>Soon-Bok Submachine Gun (Tech)<br/><br/>Armor, Shields, &amp; Clothes<br/>Kon-Kon Tactical Spatsuit<br/>Kon-Kon Hooligan Hoodie<br/>Kon-Kon Sneaky Sneaks<br/>Kon-Kon Battle Buddy<br/><br/>Gear, Tech, &amp; Lifestyle<br/>Credit Sticks<br/>Data Drives<br/>Restraints<br/>Smartphone<br/></div></div><br/>Mai Waifu was not just Fox Mommy's best bodyguard, but - ever sense they fled the Corp - she was her wife. Also in a way her actual mother; she was the project lead on the supersoldier program that created her - despite her specialty being more robotics than biology - but WAS the developer of the experimental cyberware throughout her system. Also worked on the biokinetic implants to work with her special operative abilities unique from traditional Tech Code.<br/><br/>Naturally, for Mai, Mommy wasn't just her surname, but also her 'pet name' for her. Particularly cuddling, in bed, 'in bed', or demanding being pampered like a spoiled child. Sure, it may seem a bit selfish of Mai, but really Fox enjoyed it.<br/><br/>For the moment however, the short-haired Street-Elven tomboy - all lithe 81 inches of her - was curled up around a corner of the hallway, bullets coming from around the bend, and bodies - well, robot bodies this time - down the other end of the hallway. The sound dampers in her ear were up high with all the longarm rapports inside, and Mai's expression was certainly one of being quite miffed as she swapped out the empty magazine of her SMG (well, PDW to be fair), making sure to reseat the spent mag in the now free mag pouch hanging beneath her long color-shifting Kon-Kon (tm) fox-eared hoodie-dress as part of a shoulder rig. Sure, her belt rig over her tactical spat-suit held mags too, but those were for quick-drawing and she didn't need to worry about that right now with a sturdy wall behind her. Sighing, she stood up on her Kon-Kon (tm) ultralights, her Kon-Kon (tm) Battle-Buddy fox plushy sitting in front of her subcompact shifting around as she shifted positions.<br/><br/><Mommy... I deserve a big Kon-Kon for this...> Mai pouted over the encrypted line to Fox from her DNI. <The one we have needs a buddy anyway so he's not lonely, and these robots are SOOO annoying! Seriously, at least Artificiates and Remakes have self-preservation instincts that tells them to slow down...><br/><br/>Steeling herself, the dark-skinned, blonde-haired Mai felt her wired nerves flare up - like a warm sensation - as the world seemed to slow down immensely. Balling up her left fist, she focused her biokinetic energy into her hand, and the instant she heard a 'gap' in the automatic fire, Mai rounded the corner and pushed her energy outwards as a barrier akin to a ballistic shield, hooking her PDW by the magazine around the edge and using it to stabilize her shots that began ringing out. Compared to Mai, the non-sentient robots were practically standing still.<br/><br/>They were however resilient; Mai's suppressed PDW had to dump a good chunk of the magazine into the domepiece of each droid, but after about six rounds or so they usually went down or froze up as their processors were destroyed - they were sexbots primarily after all, not combat droids, so they weren't terribly hardened or redundant to such things. After the first couple of rounds bounced off Mai's shield - and ripped through the nearest drone - Mai rushed forward at breakneck speeds so that the droned had difficulty tracking her, thus minimizing the wear and focus necessary for her shield. Still, it was a small fireteam of eight, and even being as precise as possible it still meant she could maybe wreck five before being out of her current magazine.<br/><br/>No matter; once Mai's mag was empty, since she couldn't drop her arm to reload without dropping the shield, she isntead let her weapon fall on it's sling and PUSHED the shield forward in a powerful kinetic wave, knocking the remaining three back and down. From there, it was child's play: one swing of her arm and one was thrown into the ceiling, then slammed more violently into the ground, then the second was slammed halfway up the right wall, up to the left corner opposite, and then cracked into the other ragdolled bot. The remaining one seemed to be nearly gathering it's wits about them, but Mai was much faster: she dragged the remaining bot rapidly towards her, raising up a leg and slamming it wholly into the droid's chassis, unleashing another localized burst of energy and blowing it into pieces.<br/><br/>The last droid down, Mai quickly reloaded her weapon with her next-to-last primary mag, seating the other, and then allowed her nerves to cool off... which is around when the first droid finally hit the ground, and the bits and pieces of bots finished bouncing around the hallway and settling where they finally lay.<br/><br/>"So annoying... requires so much ammo..." Mai grumbled as she shouldered her weapon and focused on her personal barrier, slowly and utterly silently approaching the door, taking a moment to focus her smartlink overlay... and hopefully she wouldn't have to try and break the door down. WHY had sh never learned how to subtly defeat locks? Oh right; doorKICKER was the title...