[center][b]Snoria Bazaar - Warehouse[/b][/center]

A few bleeps and blurbs rang out in the empty room. The darkness was only broken by bright blue hues and the occasional yellow stream shooting across it. After a few minutes of jingles, a horn sounded triumphantly.

[color=FA428B]"Yes, new high score!"[/color]

Trinity stood up and did a victory dance in place as she beat her high score on "Flash Forward", a new, addicting app on her phone. After she did her victory rounds she sat back down at the makeshift desk she set up that held her computer system.

Decked out in all pink, despite the wishes of her superior for blending in, Trinity definitely didn't fit in to normal crowds. Her hair was long and dyed, usually in pink colors, her outfit consisted of a pink camisole and black jacket, with a pink poodleskirt over black leggings and pink boots.

If they wanted her to conform and "be normal" for the mission, they got the wrong hacker on their team.

Surely her skills warranted her to be able to wear what she wanted. Her skills were unrivaled, at least in her mind. She leaned back in her chair and propped her pink boots on the desk while she sucked on a lollipop. She went back to how she joined the team. Did they find her or was it the other way around? Who's to say?

Either way, she was here now, on a mission. She was excited, being able to use her skills to help. She always was on the side of justice, she never used her hacking skills for evil (well...unless you count sending pics of her ex-boyfriend to a homosexual escort service to have him 'pimped out'. But the dick deserved it!).

She was about to hop back into her app when a familiar voice rang in her ear.

[color=f26522][i]<Status check. All operators, update location and readiness.>[/i][/color]

She clicked her heels off and rolled back up to the desk, booted up her screens and typed herself online. She responded in turn.

[color=FA428B]"th0rn_r0se online and ready to rock!"[/color]