<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/cqAk4tu.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Alissa 'Läkare' Coen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=56107)</span></strong>Female Elf<br/><strong>Physical Damage</strong>: 0/9<strong>Stun Damage</strong>: 0/11<br/><strong>Commlink</strong>: Hidden<strong>SIN</strong>: Alissa Coen<br/><strong>¥</strong>: 665 +500 Mission Allotment<br/><strong>Ammunition</strong>: 5 clips of stick-n-shock (Ares Predator IV)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Boat<br/><hr/><br/>Alissa stepped back to her seat as Mika finished fishing her gear out. As she settled in, she noticed the man on the yacht waving at them. "Drek, I don't think they're going to take her inside. The guy on the back is waving at us, and they just dropped something to her. A towel or robe, maybe?"<br/><br/>She thought for a moment, chewing on her lip. She activated the subvocal mic on her commlink, so that the two aboard the boat could hear her as well. "Maybe we could loop back around. If Umeko slipped, I might have a 'good look' at all the guys there on the back..."<br/><br/>That done, she typed out a quick message and shot it off to Alex.<span class="bbc_u">pig says 6 guns in large room, people awake</span><br/><br/>This was starting to get a little stressful. The media had always made shadowrunning look like it came easy, and Alissa was starting to feel pretty stupid for thinking that had been the case going into this.