This young woman, appearing to be (barely?) 30 years of age or so, stands about 165 centimetres in height and weighs in at about 60 kilograms, with not so much muscles but more speed and agility.  The few that has been lucky enough to see her in something far less obscuring other than her usual dark leather jacket, camo-trousers and dark boots (such as the light top she is wearing underneath the jacket) would possibly describe her as having the body of a dancer.  A female one.  Very female.

Her dark hair reaches just below her shoulders and frames an attractive face that perhaps still carries traits of her youth. such as smooth skin and big eyes.  Those eyes are dark green, nearly black, and switches easily between playfulness and flaming ire.  Most of the time she comes across as a devil-may-care girl with little care, going her own way and doing what she wants, willing to flirt with pretty boys but not really giving them anything except an urgent need to sit down.

What really goes on inside her head is a well-kept secret from most anyone, as she tend to make friends easily but rarely lets anyone get really close.  As to why this is, well, follow her story and it may be revealed.  Or not...