Sim Keen-Ear (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=602348)<br/>Private Investigator<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She had been one of the first ones to return, having chosen to assist the Watch in extinguishing the flames rather than giving chase to the arsonist. After all, she always preferred not to fight if she could avoid it. A nod of greetings was offered to the Captain and other gathered members of the Watch. She was still clad in that form fitting bodysuit with a mithril chain shirt being worn over it. Patches of soot covered her here and there while the smell of smoke seemed to cling to her. Oh how she yearned for a nice long bath, hopefully with a good or new friend(or two).<br/><br/>She had lowered herself into one of the open chairs as she offered a smile to fellow adventurers that were already there and those who were arriving. Her face lighting up as Serge stepped through the door, glad to see him safe along with the others. She returned his lascivious smile with one of her own while adding in a wink. Her attention was soon caught by the masked actor. Finding herself fascinated and intrigued by his similarities and differences in comparison to her, watching how his demeanor completely changed as he removed the mask. She had never given much thought to the 'dangers' of losing one's self in a role. In fact, that had always been the goal; to completely become the individual being portrayed.<br/><br/>A grin sliding across those luscious full lips as she watched the playful and humorous flirting between Wren and Anton. The Captain immediately receiving her undivided attention as the meeting commenced and the debriefing proceeded. Once the meeting was adjourned, that voluptuous form was rising from her chair while reaching down to retrieve her haversack and slip it over her shoulder. Approaching Serge and Wren with a rather warm smile.<strong>"Mind if I take the other arm?"</strong>Was asked with another playful wink.