It was good to not have to worry about killing people and not leaving a trail for once, the reviled, veteran assassin taking a break in the Illustria Coast to wind down before she has to go and spill more blue blood. She had been spending the day riding the waves in her Kervata Surfboard, gliding through massive swells like they were nothing. Gosh, it had been too long since she had gotten to ride a surfboard; it felt so riveting to put those skills back to use. Now that the waves were dwindling down, she felt ready to ride something else. Alighting from her surfboard, she dipped herself into the water briefly before resurfacing; immersing her buxom form in the pristine, salty ocean to catch the attention of the guy she was approaching.

Her red eyes were captivating in more ways than one: indicative of her vicious and deathly profession, but also laced with a twinge of softness and kindness she does not often show. Her white hair barely made it down to her neck, clean cut all around. A pair of golden bangles adorned her ear lobes, emeralds embedded in the upper half of them. Her black, one piece swimsuit was a neoprene-latex combo, posessing a center opening that went from the chest down to her navel; showing a good amount of her F 38s. It even showed a bit of the sideboob, as well. On her right wrist was three golden bracelets, and on her left, a green, donut-type, rubbery bracelet.

With water dripping all over her, she picked up her surfboard with her right hand and ran her left hand through her hair, looking over at the beachside house that was occupied by a person she wanted to visit.