"A loose cannon, indeed."
A woman with skin as smooth as ice and hair formed of well manicured and styled tentacles leaned back in a chair. She wore clothing that could only be described in a single word: seductive.
It was a body suit that clung to her curves, with a V-line so deep it dipped down past her collarbone, parted her large, plump breasts, and almost made it down to her belly button.
Her skin was an odd white color with an underglow of fluorescent blue. When she breathed, one could see the fluorescent light moving as though one was watching her biological processes in real time.
She was truly beautiful in more than just an exotic way, and one would have thought she wanted to rip all of Grey's clothes off the way she was staring at him through a screen right this moment.
