"Man, what's it with ya 'n asking for long stories? Got a thing for long stuff?" [i]The twelve-year-old chuckled quietly and playfully, cutting herself off when she threw the rest of her drink down her gullet... all that rum, straight down. She sighed with a little shudder, starting to talk again.[/i] "I'll... summarize. Basic'ly, I was fuсkin' grown in some shithole laboratory like a plant, b'cause yay, test tube babies! Regardless, regardless, regardless, made with a harvested egg cell and a fuсkin' sperm cell, 'cept a big ol' vat was m'womb 'n I never met m'parents. Eggheads used me as a not-ethnic'ly-questionable way t'test 'eir lab shit 'n drugs 'n augments 'n whatnot. In short, that's how I got my healin' powers, 'parently. So yeah, they tested shit on me, blah blah blah, they had a nigh-immortal, temp'r'mental teenager on 'eir hands, murdered the fuсks, 'n got the fuсk out... not that I remember 'cause I was pumped full of shit. Lady who's currently m'boss picked me up 'cause she saw a bloody teen on the side of the road, now I'm 'ere, chattin' up a cutie. 'n yeah, combat's m'forté. Fuсkin' love the thrill."