Erica is a tall woman, with a gangly sort of build. She stands at 5’11, and her posture is military in how good it is. Her hair is blonde, and slightly wavy, but cut stylishly short, ala (1). She has steely grey eyes and two black cartilage piercings in her right ear.

She wears black slacks, a dark grey waistcoat (usually unbuttoned), a pristine white dress shirt (tucked in, with the sleeves pushed up), and a black tie that hangs a little loose around her pale neck. She has dress shoes on- steel-capped, naturally, and polished to a shine. A plain black wristwatch adorns one wrist, and a tattoo of a diamond adorns the inside of the other.

A jagged, brutal scar cleaves the right side of her face, twisting the corner of her mouth into an involuntary half-smirk and disappearing under the plain black eyepatch which covers her right eye. The eyepatch has a small white skull painstakingly painted onto it.

She can generally be found with a cigarette hanging from her lips- unlit, though. She insists that she’s trying to kick the habit. Her voice is smooth and low, and she walks and talks with an air of self-assuredness.

1: https://img2.styl.fm/newsy/galerie/2013/05/8284/130370-fryzury-z-grzywka-na-sylwestra-20132014.jpg