(Okay! =) )
Billie smirked, mostly to herself. She knew perfectly well Cryrus laughed at her, but sometimes others only needed small warnings to remind them that she was the boss, not for her to bully them. She is short-tempered and defensive, but not stupid.
Billie raised an eyebrow and cracked her knuckles. "Ya better be right you didn't." She growled, warning in her voice. She turned back to her work, though kept a close eye on Cyrus.
(Do you think Billie is a little too mean? She has a reason for the way she is, but...)
Billie froze when she heard laughter, seemingly directed at her. She turned slowly on her heels in search for the source of the sound until her eyes stopped at Cryrus. She leaned against the side of the conveyor belt, looking over the young kid. "Did you just laugh at me?"
She watched the kid for a moment, shocked by the way Abhainn handled the situation. Billie wrinkled her nose, about to make a snarky comeback, but didn't. Instead, she went back to her work silently, allowing the guard trainee one, rare victory.
"Ya heard me," She said gruffly "Some of us are trying to work, and would like a lil' peace and quiet."
Billie was known for picking a fight or two at times, but now glancing at the guard-to-be, she thought twice about her words. Wouldn't want the kid to report anything back to her guard friends.
Billie moped about her job at the conveyor belt, and half-mindedly examined the items passing by in front of her. Check, good, check, good, check, defect. Same old routine everyday for the past 3 years. She sighed boredly, and heard people- no, kids- to her left chatting amongst themselves. She...
Name: Billie
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Description: (Ignore the smileee, she rarely smiles.) 5' 6"
Personality: Speaks her mind; rude; makes jokes when worried or nervous; only wants some peace and quiet, and freedom.
History: When she was 14, she was taken by the government and experimented on...