The third member of TFN or ‘Task Force Noire’, a specialized, professionally handpicked group of five synthetics, was soon up and running, with the same eye catching (short) blue hair, eyes and lips and the same polished black chassis as her other comrades. This was Omega, the so called ‘Runt’ of the five synthetics making up the task force. She stood at a meager four feet, nine inches tall. However, her small size was quite deceiving, as her personality was anything but. She had perky, round breasts with a flat stomach with a slight dip, wide hips and thin waist, a round, evenly shaped buttocks as well as thickly padded thighs, which was all on some lean, skinny legs, which carried the short stack with brisk strides as she went about her business on her mandated data pad. Her facial shape was rounded, she had flat cheeks, a short, flared nose, a long, rounded jawline and a smoothly shaped chin, so she was quite the looker around the agency indeed.
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