SDO

> > “So what are we discussing here?” Sundancer asked from behind me.  I turned and saw a rather attractive blonde girl with a long neck and delicate features.  Her hair was expertly pinned up behind her head.

> Plague 12.3

> > Then there was Marissa, the most attractive member of their group by far.  Nobody would deny it.  Tall, blond, slim, with a body honed by years of dancing and ballet.  She was good looking enough that it was intimidating.  Odd as it was, nobody in the group had asked her out, as far as he knew.  Marissa’s mother played a part in that; nobody wanted to deal with the megabitch.

> Migration 17.1

> > Only one of the Travelers was accompanying our group: The girl with the sun design on her costume, red suns on black form-fitting armor.

> Hive 5.5

> > Marissa wore a pristine white jacket with a fur ruff.  Between her delicate features and the way her blond hair glittered with the moisture of the snow, she looked almost angelic.

> Migration 17.1

> > She pulled off her mask and threw it aside.  Blond hair tumbled down around her shoulders, half-covering her downcast face.

> > Piece by piece, she removed her costume, not caring in the slightest about the watching crowd.  Each discarded piece sank into the melted ground around her or smoked on contact with it.  When she’d finished, she wore only her camisole and terry shorts.

> Scourge 19.7