A few moments went by before the man would notice his tail, a woman, with shorter, pixie cut ruffled hair and a flawless look about her skin. Albeit it was all betrayed by the metallic left arm that was in place of a real one. For the most part, she looked normal, dressed in a dull gray button down shirt, sleeves rolled up to mid upper arm. Her pants being a faded black denim color, matching colored boots on as well. The woman looked like the average citizen. But the arm, something about it was too natural, not enough artificial. Its movements and functioning was too natural to be a prosthetic.