"Dammit..."

Bumping into a roughly dress blonde American girl wearing a tank top with the American flag and short jean shorts wrapped around with gun holsters as she looks down to you she has cat ears that seem real she glares daggers and speaks like a Boston woman

"Why don't you watch where your going you half-wit! muttering fucking tourists..."

She was about to leave until you asked if those cat ears were real as she snapped back with an angry look even bearing fangs like a cat

"Of course their fucking real! It's cause of a serum called Compound C300! My whole life was working for the Syndicate until they thrown all of us out because the world's at peace and don't need any operators! I was part of the American branch called Roaring Eagles...don't get me started on what they did to me because of the Compound C300 serum, I look like some Japanese's wet dream...a fucking cat girl...at least I'm very agile."