[b]The small, distinctly female figure looked down at her small feet, wiggling her toes slightly. Then... She shook her head, motioning slightly to her large gun which still gave off light blue flames, the smell of kerosine and thermite escaping the barrel as a long dragon tongue of flame burst forth momentarily.[/b] [b]She clearly wasn't a very big talker, it a quick few hand motions later and her nature became apparent... Sign language. The first few signs spelled out a greeting, the next some strange... Word... Perhaps a name. L. A... N... And what seemed to be another A.[/b]