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IC Lavinia sighed. "It seems all I do nowadays is kill old men..." She mumbled under her breath. "Okay, so what do you want me to do? Specifically, I mean."

IC "These better not be dirty pictures." She said with a chuckle as she grabbed the envelope.

IC "Oh you're no fun... But I guess since you know my line of work, getting close to me would make you nervous I guess." She sighed and sat down at table three.

IC "I'm here... And I know you know that. So, what exactly am I looking for?" Lavinia asked with a grin.

IC "I see..." She immediately began walking to Cafe. She got there within a few minutes, cautiously scanning the scene.

IC "I know a cafe not too far... It's called Cafe... The owners aren't very original, but their food and drinks are good."

IC "Always." Lavinia replied, her hand instinctively touching the tattoo behind her ear. "Shall we meet up somewhere?"

IC: "Oh you saw this?" She asked with a grin. "Didn't know I had an admirer."

IC Lavinia eyed her phone as it rung, watching it before she picked it up. "Hello." She said flatly, her accent clearly recognizable to the person on the other side. If they knew Lavinia,they'd know it's her.

IC: Lavinia Carter "So, Noel, are we going to take this further?" The salt and pepper haired man asked as he placed a hand on Lavinia's thigh. Ugh, why are old men always such creeps? Well... I guess it is my fault for letting him take me home, but work is work. "Noel?" Oh, right. Noel is what she had told him her name was. "I'm sorry... I was just admiring you and I guess I got lost in my fantasy." She replied shyly. "A fantasy? About me? Do tell." "Oh it is so embarrassing... but for you..." She giggled teasingly. "We were kissing and..." Lavinia spun a sappy little story she thought he'd like to hear; it apparently was because he became a lot more handsy. "And then what?" He asked. "Then I put my arm around you like this..." Lavinia explained as she put her arm around his neck, resting on his shoulder with her left hand on the right side of his throat. "and then...I slit your throat." "What? S-Slit my throat? If you're into S&M stuff like that... I can't if my wif-" It was too late. A soft Kachik signaled that the blade in her left arm had extended, cutting right across his jugular. As he began to bleed out, Lavinia quickly moved away as to not get dirtied by his blood. "Right... What was it I was supposed to tell you? Oh! Mr. Smith says thank you for trying to steal his data... uh... something about your mother having relations with animals... oh and he hopes you have fun in the fiery pits of the Underworld. Personally, I think a quote from Inferno would have been better there." She sighed as she grabbed her coat and headed toward the door. She was long gone and very much deeper into the city by the time the man's wife returned home to find her dead husband.

Name: Lavinia Carter Alias: Lovelace Age: 25 Allegiance: the highest bidder Appearance: Lavinia has bright green eyes that pop against her smooth and light skin. Her blonde hair seems to always be perfectly paired with her, often unsettling, smile. However, she often disguises herself for jobs, which she prides on being good at. She often wears revealing, tight body suits on jobs or, if the target is lured to her, she often wears cocktail dresses. However, when not on the job and having personal time, she often wears jeans or leggings that are paired with cute tops. http://cdn.windows7themes.net/pics/yvonne-strahovski-1.jpg Personality: Lavinia is often called sadistic, though she rather dislikes the accusation. She likes to think of herself as a merely a woman who takes her work seriously, but sometimes has some fun. She is very flirtatious and often uses this to get close to her victims, both male and female, to either kill, rob, or do whatever else her employers want. She seems to be heartless but she isn't, it's just really, really deep down. She does, however, have a soft spot for animals, which she often keeps around her. Skills: Lavinia is good at close contact combat, being able to hold her own in fights using various fighting methods. When she is on assassin jobs, she tends to kill her targets while being very close, mostly with her blades. She sometimes, very rarely though, uses poison. She is also well trained with disguises, both in and out of the cyberspace world, and in methods of stealth. Augmentations: Lavinia has cyber-eyes, which are real but have been modified to help her identify targets. She also has had some work done to her hair, being able to change its color and style in order to disguise herself better. Lavinia also sports neural implants Equipment: When working and in her suits, she wears a belt that holds two small satchels with ammo and some cyanide capsules along with two holsters for her pistols. If her target is lured to her, she often has a clutch with one pistol, ammo, and capsules. Weapons: Lavinia has two pistols but her most deadly weapons are the implanted blades in her arms, making it easy for her to kill when she is up close to her target. She also carries cyanide capsules which, if she is luring her target in, she may dispose the cyanide from the capsule to a drink. Cyberspace Environment: Lavinia's environment is a classy, upscale club. For successful hacking, hackers must find the spoon. ASPs: Her ASPs are disguised as bodyguards within the club. Cyberspace Abilities: Lavinia can camouflage into her surroundings for about fifteen minutes, however she has to stand still because if she moves the outline of her body can be seen. This needs about fifteen minutes to recharge. Weakness: Lavinia does not do well with long range weapons or targets, so snipers have a bit of an upper hand if they spot her. Also, Lavinia is a human so she can be killed like any other mortal being. Bio: Lavinia was born and raised in South Africa where her father was a very powerful crime boss. When she was born, poor Lavinia's mother died and so, almost immediately after birth, she was raised by her nanny Martha. Martha was a sweet woman from Botswana and dotted on the small child as if she was her own. Lavinia knew that Martha wasn't her real mother but she loved her just as much. Martha taught her just about everything, well not her fighting. That was the only reason her father paid attention to Lavinia was to teach her how to be a killer, both in the real world and in cyber-space, in hopes she would join the family business. However, Martha frowned upon this, insisting that Lavinia was too sweet to become a monster like her father and so Martha taught her about literature and the arts and other things of culture to try to balance the child. For a while she was. Yet, one fateful night when Lavinia was 16, Martha accidentally witnessed Lavinia's father killing a man in the home. Her father decided to have Martha killed, which was the straw that broke the camel's back. Lavinia traced the man that her father had kill Martha and simply returned the favor, seeing that it was fitting. It was easy enough, having been trained all her life to kill. Instead of being angry, her father was pleased with her work. In anger the teenage Lavinia struck at her father, cutting him up badly, but not killing him. Despite everything that had happened, he was her father and there was still a part of her that recognized that. She decided to run off to Karantin, Russia, where she began working as a hired thief/assassin and adopting the alias "Lovelace". She has built herself up from the ground over the years and now has a nice condo in the underground levels.

IC " YEA SOPHIE!! Sorry Will but we all saw this coming."

IC The ice mutant stared at her phone, a sudden wave of guilt hitting her... Along with an odd feeling in her stomach. Look... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things... I'm just not in a good place right now. Hope you and the girls are okay... Get back safe. God, she wasn't turning into that nun from Madeline was she?

IC Thank you for proving a point. The slightly drunk mutant texted back angrily.

IC I meant period. Not even as a friend. I don't do friend thing.

IC Look, I literally have no interest in you. I don't need someone like you in my life. She texted back furiously. Just leave me alone.

IC ... I hate you.

IC DON'T YOU DARE!! MY DVR HAS ALL THE EPISODES AND I LOSE TRACK AND IF YOU WATCH YOU'LL MESS IT UP!!

IC I swear to god you're that Beans kid from the Even Stevens.

IC Lilliana sighed as she read the text, but replied anyway. Probably kissing up to his brother. She replied a few moments later. ... Also don't call me that.

IC Lilliana's phone buzzed, announcing that it had received a photo and text from Lamar. Curious, Lilliana unlocked her phone and widened her eyes at the picture of Jessie J from the Bang Bang video. eyyy girl! Just B T Dubs, this is your Halloween costume. I'm going to be Nicki and Feugo is Ariana... Of course I mean it's obvious. Well it's either that or we are all going as the back up dancers from the Anaconda video.

IC "... A lot of other people went through it too." She said softly. "But that's why I'm here, teaching. I want to help these kids stay safe."

IC "... 9 years." She said softly. "Got sort of kidnapped when I was nine... Got saved nine years later." The English teacher's eyes seemed to grow more distant with every word.

IC "Yea." She said softly, lifting her hair and turning so he could see the tattoo on the back of her neck. X-222

IC "I guess that may be it." She said with a yawn. "Sorry... Ever since I uh, got m memories back, my memory has been touch and go."