Gaijin

Spinning around, hand at your holster at the same time, you immediately drop into a traditional combat stance. Once you see who it is, you relax a bit.

Gaijin is a tall athletic multi-racial girl, with long black hair tied in a tight braid. Dressed in dark blue and black martial arts attire that hugs her curves in an impressive way, twin swords are slung on her back.

Gaijin, or Tatiana Cain (as you knew her current civilian identity was), had been blessed with a prolonged life span, thus allowing her to have nearly six centuries of combat training. Though she didn't age, she was still **** to injuries, disease, or even killed. Fortunately, decades of battle experience kept the Grim Reaper away, as well as dealing with various supernatural dangers that tended to appear in the Lantern Hill district.

About six months ago, the two of you were a bit of an alliance, working together towards bringing down a black-magic cult that had cropped up. During that time, you and Tatiana became lovers for a while.

Returning your gun to its holster, you and Gaijin give each other a quick hug, being careful not to touch the weapons.

"Well, fancy seeing you here today, love," Gaijin remarked. Her voice she yelled in to get your attention has faded, being replaced with her regular soft Russian accent. "I never thought of you as a team player, though."

"Well, things are kinda slow today, so I figured I'd take in some o' the action," you remark.