<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/Tumblr_mxmdmyghTe1s2lswpo3_1280.jpg)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Linzi “Umeko” Martin (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VYa1KaCe6wo3sFOIj-ou1sqARfGtoeJqCbSVunDgfTs/edit?usp=sharing)</span></strong>Female Elf<br/><strong>Physical Damage</strong>: 0/10<strong>Stun Damage</strong>: 0/10<br/><strong>Commlink</strong>: Hidden<strong>SIN</strong>: Linzi Martin<br/><strong>¥</strong>: 9,000<br/><strong>Ammunition</strong>:   3 Clips Gel and 6 flash bangs (Ares Alpha)<br/>2 Clips of Stick and Shock (Ares Crusader)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Warehouse<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/6a20baacaa0a2ed610a44a0260104ac8.jpg)</div><br/>“Uhza-chan!” Umeko slurred in a high pitched squeak.  “That's not a nice thing to say.”<br/><br/>She leaned into the orc again, trying once more to unbutton his shirt—or at least get his throat bare for when this finished going south--”He's a gentleman.  A knight in shining armor pulling a poor girl out of the surf.  He wouldn't do anything like that.”<br/><br/>Her swaying—she was using a bit of her drunken monkey style training to keep it real—made her breasts sway when they weren't pressed against the orc's chest.