Vixen shifted her bag her hand  clenching the small blade that she kept hidden. She looked the other racers over as she widened her stance. She studied the room noting the cameras around the room and her back to the wall. When the man spoke she turned her head her eyes meeting his, she looked him over noting his artificial hand. She had her own implants non of which she made apparent and she like it that way. But she knew that he wouldn't be the only artificial body parts and that would be something she would have to contend with. She leaned against the wall and licked her lips, "I'm Vixen..." she spoke aloud she wasn't going to seem shy or weak. Her voice sexy smooth and confident.