[center] [h2][color=ec008c] Erin Dawson - AKA "Pixie" [/color][/h2] [/center]

Once Tia left her, Erin was alone in her room. She sat on couch, exhaling a long breath and puffing out her cheeks. She frankly had no idea what to do next. She had expected a little bit... more. From what the government agents had told her, however, she was a little late to the recruitment process. 

She received a messaged on her phone that said that the agents had delivered [url=http://images.cyclenews.com/PhotoGalleries/FZ09_1.jpg] her bike to the garage[/url]. She pocketed her phone and rolled her massive suitcase to the large closet in the bedroom. She unloaded all of her clothes and hung them on the racks. At the end of the closet, she unzipped the special compartment in her suitcase, and removed it's contents - her uniform. 

She removed the leather top and folded it, putting it on the middle shelf in the back of the closet. With it, she laid her pants, boots, gloves, and mask. In the very bottom of the suitcase, were her tools. She removed them one by one. The most useful of those tools was the foot-and-a-half, metal rod, which expanded into a Bo staff that was exactly her height. Secondly, she removed her black belt, which had a holster for the collapsed staff, a Taser (which was already in the belt), and a pouch for random objects. She laid the belt gingerly on top of her leather mini-dress, then place the staff against the wall. 

Erin sighed, looking at the mirror on the closet wall. She pulled a hair-tie from her wrist and wrapped her red locks of hair into a tight bun. She left the closet and walked out of her room, traveling down the halls in hopes of running into someone who wouldn't pick on her like that glitch guy did.