She lives in a vivid fantasy and her violent dreams belong to me. I make her feel pretty and then send her on a mission to destroy the city. Lust and liquor are my weapons of choice and if she’s lucky I’ll let her use a sultry voice. She loves the red lights and wins any and all fights because her immorality reaches impossible heights. She is a visual to be seen through glass and she kills with such refined class. Her behaviour is influenced by dreams and it is illusory because all is not as it seems.