Deep chestnut eyes gaze out from beneath the long dark obsidian tresses of the tall woman. She's not broad in the classical sense, but her voluptuous breasts coupled with the sheer height of the woman, even before her her heels of several inches, gave Cell an almost Amazonian appearance. Her wide child-bearing hips sway seductively as she saunters through the streets, but her expression is guarded, and those who see past the shield see only a hollowness within.

Far from middle aged, but certainly no youth, Cell's hard life has left many scars on her features making it easy to mistake her for someone in her middle to late thirties. That being said, her full dark lips, sensuous curves, and piercing amber gaze more than make up for the fading, jagged cuts on her exposed skin.

And how much skin she exposed! Cell was obviously far from ashamed of the numerous defects in her sun-kissed canvas, baring her midriff down past her navel, revealing her elaborate miniature dagger piercing that crossed her core. The blade pointed downward towards the crux of her shapely thighs.

When she offered a friendly hand wave, the perceptive and keen may notice an elaborate scar across the palm of her right hand, completely unlike the jagged tiger stripes that marred her skin. This looked a little more fresh, the skin still quite pink. Two interlocking circles were lanced by a jagged unruly cut that splayed across the entirety of her palm.

The woman is outwardly very dominant and aggressive, but can be swayed to be less so in private by the right partners.

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