<div class="floatright">(http://www.mf08s.com/m/ent/uploadfile/201103/24/20110324124458763.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Valerie 'Myriad' Dobson (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119101.msg5198980#msg5198980)<br/>Sex: Female  Age: 24<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Game Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Saves</strong>: Tough: +1, Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +4<br/>Attack Bonus: +4 (Ranged: +4, Melee: +6, Grapple: +7)<br/>Attacks: Unarmed Attack, +6 (DC 16)<br/>Defense: +6  (Flat-footed: +3), Knockback: +0<br/>Initiative: +2<br/>Val 1(NYC), 2 Bruised, 2 Injured<br/></div></div><hr/><strong>NYC</strong><br/><em>@ the accident</em><br/><br/>Val shook off the impact, though her eyes weren't QUITE focusing right yet as she unbuckled her belt then her bodyguards as she looked around, her hand snaking into his jacket to pull his pistol out and tucking it in her jacket pocket. Then she kicked her door open and pulled the injured man out of the car as she tried to recall where he had put his stun gun. She'd grown up on visits to her grandparent's farm and knew how to handle and shoot a gun, though she'd rather have a stun gun than risk killing an innocent bystander.<br/><br/>"Come on Sam, let's get you clear in case this is not an outright accident." She muttered as she put the bigger man over her shoulder and half walked half carried him to the sidewalk while looking around for the person or persons that hit her. It wasn't paranoia if there really WERE people out to get her, she reminded herself. She scanned around, paying attention to landmarks and most importantly to the street signs and anyone approaching her.<br/><br/><em>@the Safehouse</em><br/>One Val was on the phone to 911, reporting the accident and giving the details as she saw them through her form at the scene while the other was moving back and forth working with the bodyguards to coordinate a pick up detail and double checking the safehouse security.<br/><br/>"Yeah.. I'm Myriad. THAT Valerie Dobson, so I KNOW what is going on at the accident site. I was just coming from investigating a robbery at my old apartment, so there should be a couple officers not too far off." Val said into the phone, giving the investigative team's names and the address of the apartment. She was worried that this was some sort of snatch and grab. She wasn't' entirely sure that folks wouldn't try to 'black lab' her. That was the main reason she went along with Marie's idea to patent her DNA.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>LA</strong><br/><br/>"Just a second Hef." Val said as she another of her forms came over with a bottle of water and handful of aspirin. A glance around would show that ALL her forms were popping a few headache pills or putting a cold compress on their head. She was still getting used to negative feedback from her forms but she wasn't about to complain. Compared to the one death she had experienced already a car accident was a bit of a surprise but nothing more. She was more concerned about the bodyguard and if the accident wasn't one. If she was about to be attacked she wanted to take in all the information she could. Not that she was worried, given that the other forms in New York were already calling the cops, checking the perimeter of the safe house and making notes of incident in real time.<br/><br/>"Car accident, New York. Wasn't prepared for it." She said with a grin as she gulped down the pills and smiled at him. "And no, I'm not a vegetarian. I tend towards Organic Meat over the regular stuff, but given what I've seen some companies do to livestock what do you expect?"