milkmaiden38
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Laura “Boom Boom” Cannon
Age: 28
Personality: doesn't take anyone's crap
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Other Traits: LOVES GUNS, the bigger the better.
Background: She does not talk about her past before arriving in Puyallup. Her early years in the cesspool of Seattle were as a high class hooker. But since that time she has done some escort, shadow running work. She has stayed alive so far and it is a credit to her brilliant plans.
IC
Most folks see Puyallup as the worst Seattle’s got to offer; a tangled mess of metahumanity and greed, poverty and ghettoes, vice and corruption, where the crime is more organized than the government. They call it a Barrens, an armpit, a cesspool.
Laura “Boom Boom” Cannon called it home. She was a former hooker turned shawdwrunner/escort service provider. She walked toward the local coffee shop, Perks, at just before 1 am in the morning in a light rain. Her fixer, Hoss, had told her to be there, for her next assignment. Laura knew of the coffee shop. The place was a dump, but it did serve good coffee.
Laura entered the coffee shop and stood at the counter to order. The place was a mess. The counter was greasy and the floor had not been swept all day, maybe all week. Old papers, empty coffee cups, half eaten food littered the floor. The few people in the place were drowning themselves in alcohol. Or due to a lack of cash could not drown themselves. A couple legitimate businessmen talking about business in hushed tones in one corner.
She received her latte and made her way to a dark corner and took a seat. Laura was outfitted in a mix between WWII combat fatigues to include a steel pot helmet, and more modern cargo pants with lots of pockets. She carried anti-area detection sensors, small hand mines, clearing explosives, several combat knives, two hand guns, and her favorite weapon a 50 cal snipper rifle with attached grenade launcher was on her back.
“I hope this job is not a piece of shit like the last one from Hoss” Laura whispered to herself as she popped open her vidphone and looked for messages. She found nothing. Then the door to Perk opened, letting in rain, wind, and a few scraps of discarded newspaper and ….
Laura “Boom Boom” Cannon
Age: 28
Personality: doesn't take anyone's crap
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Other Traits: LOVES GUNS, the bigger the better.
Background: She does not talk about her past before arriving in Puyallup. Her early years in the cesspool of Seattle were as a high class hooker. But since that time she has done some escort, shadow running work. She has stayed alive so far and it is a credit to her brilliant plans.
IC
Most folks see Puyallup as the worst Seattle’s got to offer; a tangled mess of metahumanity and greed, poverty and ghettoes, vice and corruption, where the crime is more organized than the government. They call it a Barrens, an armpit, a cesspool.
Laura “Boom Boom” Cannon called it home. She was a former hooker turned shawdwrunner/escort service provider. She walked toward the local coffee shop, Perks, at just before 1 am in the morning in a light rain. Her fixer, Hoss, had told her to be there, for her next assignment. Laura knew of the coffee shop. The place was a dump, but it did serve good coffee.
Laura entered the coffee shop and stood at the counter to order. The place was a mess. The counter was greasy and the floor had not been swept all day, maybe all week. Old papers, empty coffee cups, half eaten food littered the floor. The few people in the place were drowning themselves in alcohol. Or due to a lack of cash could not drown themselves. A couple legitimate businessmen talking about business in hushed tones in one corner.
She received her latte and made her way to a dark corner and took a seat. Laura was outfitted in a mix between WWII combat fatigues to include a steel pot helmet, and more modern cargo pants with lots of pockets. She carried anti-area detection sensors, small hand mines, clearing explosives, several combat knives, two hand guns, and her favorite weapon a 50 cal snipper rifle with attached grenade launcher was on her back.
“I hope this job is not a piece of shit like the last one from Hoss” Laura whispered to herself as she popped open her vidphone and looked for messages. She found nothing. Then the door to Perk opened, letting in rain, wind, and a few scraps of discarded newspaper and ….
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