<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSCsvyZllRhUxxj0Z4lwbCZTkMlKSM-7KlJeIA5h98WrZsClmmC3w)</div>Sen looked at his temporary partner. "Is it just me or is that lush and lovely lavendar lady sticking her head out look like she's a look-out?" the words fell of his tongue as if they were drenched in honey, smooth and sweet. There was just something about his voice....<br/><br/>As soothing as his voice was, his appearance was less so. There were few species as distinctive as the pale skinned and dark haired Nagai. They were known for their martial skill and, although young, this one carried the weapons that gave the Nagai their nickname, 'Knives'.<br/><br/>He didn't look particularly threatening or violent in his white shirt that didn't show any trace of dirt but certainly showed the paleness of his skin.<br/><br/>"Hello, Miss. Could you help us? We're looking for someone."<br/><br/>Only distance would disguise the fact that he had a long knife held against his forearm and the holster at his hip was empty, the contents no doubt held in the hand that was concealed behind his back.