Will probably make the NPCs I talked about as I meet them or when I have time

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[color=DodgerBlue]Name:[/color] Roxanne Roth
[color=DodgerBlue]Apparent Age:[/color]  17
[color=DodgerBlue]Actual Age:[/color]  17
[color=DodgerBlue]Height:[/color]  1.4 meters meters
[color=DodgerBlue]Weight:[/color]  51 kg
[color=DodgerBlue]Former Species:[/color]  Human
[hider=Appearance][img]http://i.imgur.com/Z73bni0.jpg[/img][/hider]

[color=DodgerBlue]New Species:[/color]  Tiefling probably
[color=DodgerBlue]Height:[/color]  2 meters
[color=DodgerBlue]Weight:[/color]  80 kg
[hider=Appearance][img]http://i.imgur.com/7xUwrrX.png[/img][/hider]
She has a pair of extremely extended arms that end up covered in a stonelike carapace, these limbs are incredibly strong but have relatively poor dexterity, this is compared with the smaller set which are quick and nimble yet have little strength at all. She has a long armored tail and birdlike legs that end in vicious talons. A ring of spiky horns radiate around her neck, serving no initial purpose but may be a channel for magic if she learns any.

[color=DodgerBlue]Personality:[/color] 
She is energetic, rebellious and full of that assurance that she will live forever that only the young have. She is an almost compulsive liar, generally trying to avoid giving away any info about herself or her nefarious activities.  

[color=DodgerBlue]Location:[/color]  East party district near Club Nova, located close to the edge of the slums 
[color=DodgerBlue]Status:[/color]  Punk Teen, Courier, Red Sun Gang Member

[color=DodgerBlue]Secrets:[/color]  
Unless you're in the know about the underworld, you don’t need to know she’s in a gang.
Addicted to Rush, a drug that massively heightens alertness and reaction times. 
She’s killed someone before. 

[color=DodgerBlue]Assets:[/color]  
Club Nova, her boss’s headquarters, is a den of debauchery and filled with all kinds of thing you need to run a gang.
Various small hideouts in the eastern slums. In fact she knows the east slums like the back of her hand, having been a gang's courier she's brought illegal goods to basically every criminal group that operates there.
Good deal of underworld connections via other teens in their organisations. She’s not going to get you into the syndicate or anything, but if you need drugs, guns, explosives or hackers she could have probably found you them before everything fell apart.

[color=DodgerBlue]Possessions:[/color]  
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[img]http://i.imgur.com/0ipYkTu.jpg[/img]
A tank tread based bike she stole once, capable of crossing rough terrain and slippery hazards withe ease. As an almost entirely mechanical system this should be capable of running even after the EPM. as a thief she know exactly how to lock this thing up so that someone else doesn’t steal it off her. It was a bit big for her, now it’s a bit small. 
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Wallet with some Cash, a Fake ID etc.
A nice hat.

[color=DodgerBlue]Equipment:[/color]  
Easily concealable Handgun
Headset for long and short ranged communications
Rush pills, that increase her reaction times for an hour. Coming down from these leaves her feeling groggy and sluggish. Small risk of heart attack.
Neckerchief used for identity concealment(a little pointless now) and it makes a poorly improvised air filter when necessary.

[color=DodgerBlue]Story:[/color] 
She was born into one of the many many working poor families that are crammed into the slums like sardines in a can. While her parents busted their asses of working in the factory district for meager pay she was left mostly to her own devices and quickly fell in with the wrong crowd. As it so often does loitering, graffiti and shoplifting turn to much more dangerous affairs as the youths got picked up by the local gang.

There she learned how to steal without being caught, how to brawl and shoot, how to avoid unwanted attention and how to intimidate people. It’s also where she got hooked on Rush. At first she was just some kid in the gang, an extra pair of eyes and fists, but she started climbing the ranks with her tenacity, quick wit and hands. She’s one of those people who the boss actually knows by name even if she isn’t one of his inner circle.

Her proudest achievement was nicking this sweet ass bike by sneaking into the middle class district and breaking into a garage and then riding it back to the slums, all without anyone noticing till it was way too late. It was like a little syndicate heist, in their mind at least, her sneaking out, one friend keeping watch and a script kiddie they ‘asked’ to help disengaging the electronic security and cameras.

With her new ride she became something of a Courier and messenger, bringing the boss’s goods and words to where they were needed when phone lines and third party deliveries couldn't be trusted. She was out on one such excursion when the event hit.

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