A few inches short of six foot, this ex-soldier still carries with her many things from her war-ridden life: scars, memories, muscles, but most of all those traumatized memories. Her body has what is quite noticeably the most enhanced aspect of her figure, her rack, which was surgically augmented thanks to the money she earned while serving. Those mounds of flesh were her meal ticket for a while, years even, after the surgery. She used them to get food, favors, even a place to live. That was until she met her husband, of course.
Through an overdue reprieve from the chaos of her life, she came to know Toby Malari, a soldier of the Terran variety. At first, she just had a fling with him but soon enough that reached the status of what her people considered married. Still, that didn't stop her from sending him on his way once they got to the safe side of the invasion. Consumed by thoughts of their time together, she couldn't understand why she couldn't just let him go. She didn't realize that Toby had poisoned her. No longer would her life of cheap shows and thrills be enough. Only a life with him would satisfy her, and after a reunion that ended in a riot, he was exactly what she got. Now she spends her days working and looking after Toby, or rather, Toby looks after her.