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[b][color=ec008c]Kylie Jean Mariner[/color]
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Kylie's eyes glimmered at the sight of the fellow female assassin. They were the only two girls on Night Raid, and Kylie cared deeply for the slightly younger girl. It was good to stay with the girl of her gender when people like Kyy are prancing around shirtless. [color=ec008c]"I didn't check the mission folder. You know how the Boss is. Likes to be the guy that does the briefing- everything is supposed to be kept under wraps until we need to know."[/color] She shrugged. [color=ec008c]"I don't screw with him though. He doesn't use an Imperial Arms, but that doesn't make him any less dangerous to us."[/color]

Icarus arrived, waving the foul brew at her in a deliberate attempt to tease her. With great flair, Kylie dramatically keeled back, as though she had been mortally wounded by the caffeinated beverage. [color=ec008c]"Urck...aggh....ehh..."[/color] she grunted, before laughing and returning back to her seat. [color=ec008c]"In all seriousness though, I'm pumped for this mission." [/color]

Cochise approached to ask about her hair. Kylie ran a hair through her bright fuchsia hair. [color=ec008c]"Partly natural, actually,
 but some dye helps it keep its [i]fabulous[/i] color,"[/color] she said, flicking her hair with a wink. 
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