Meet Au Revoir before your first mission together (Time -1)

No sooner had you made the first knock upon Au Revoir's door than the woman swung it open backwards; you were thankful it opened that way, because there was no way you would have survived a swing of that force, at least not without being blown backwards. Something was still impacted; you heard a cascade of bottles falling messily inside the room, as her door's end smashed into them. Not seeming to care, the huge woman stepped out from inside.

You thought yourself pretty tall, but she gave you a run for your money... furthermore, you thought yourself pretty ripped, but you were utterly destroyed in that regard. The girl was clad in a white top with the French flag, spread across her distracting, huge bosom, but just as eye-catching as those were her muscles, from bulging biceps to shredded, six pack abdomen. Her lower body looked just as impressive, covered by immodestly short black gym trunks, striped with white up one side. Her feet were completely bare... and, frankly, huge. If it weren't for the size of her womanly assets and the prettiness of her smiling green eyes and soft, pink lips, she could easily be mistaken for a man. Her blond hair swung behind her in a long, thick, tightly knotted ponytail, as she swaggered out from the door-frame into her "office."

"New Ciao! Welcome, welcome. It is good that you have come to me, or else, I would have hunted you down!"

The woman did not have the voice of a spy. Her intense volume seemed to fill the entire room and reverberate from every corner. You told her that you hadn't intended to duck her.

"No, no, of course not. I was your first stop, oui? Oui! You had to meet Au Revoir, Mister New Ciao!"

The smile on her face looked so friendly it was hard to imagine she was the violent one of the team... Her somewhat mottled English was endearing, in a way. Few CEDIT agents were negligent enough to avoid picking up a full mastery of the English language. {if Combat Skill = 1}Still... Even now, you felt it. Underneath that friendly exterior was the intensity of a woman who knew her role was to kill, no matter the range. As her calloused hand patted you on the shoulder in a familiar manner, you recognized the roughness of her knuckles... Throughout her career, she probably punched more than she shook hands.{endif}

"What can I do for New Ciao? You want a drink, oui?"

{if Weakness for Booze = 1}You thought to yourself, "oui," but avoided saying that out loud. Goodbye had warned you and you weren't going to blow it on your first day.{endif} After declining the drink, you told her that you wanted to know more about her role as the muscle of the group. You had been surprised to find out that she handled both close range confrontations and marksmanship for the group.

"Ga ha ha! You are impressed, no? Au Revoir, she handles it all. If a terrorist gets close, I snap his neck. If a terrorist runs away, I shoot him in the back!"

You thought she shouldn't go around bragging about war crimes like that, but you avoided saying that out loud. Instead, you asked if she even remembered how many people she'd killed in the line of duty. A bit of a heavy question, but she seemed eager to talk about it.

"Countless. They cannot be counted." She paused, then crossed her arms across her bosom, smiling to herself. "Why don't you ask how many CEDIT agents Au Revoir has killed, New Ciao?"

The question caused you to freeze in place. Was Au Revoir going to admit to murdering your predecessors right this instant, without being prompted? Furthermore, was she going to add you to the number of murdered Ciaos afterward? She didn't appear to be carrying a weapon, but those were the kind of arms that could easily choke a man to death in unarmed combat.

"I think it was... ten? You see, before she was a Goodbye Girl, Au Revoir was a member of Adder, the underground weapons ring, enemy of CEDIT. I was recruited by Vaarvel on a mission. That's my dark past, but it is just that, the past. I work for CEDIT now, oui? One and the same, we are one and the same. Comrades, you and me!"

You felt yourself shivering as the lady threw one arm around you and rambled on and on about how she was your new, most bosom of buddies. She must have felt it too, but mercilessly, she kept on and on. What felt like hours passed, before the woman finally bid you "au revoir" and let you return to mission control...