Elegance and poise, she walked into the room. Her pixie cut blue-blonde hair gave her away as law enforcement on the space station. Her shapely form was perfect in the tight leather uniform. The pistol she wore looked like something from and old western. The scar under her left eye was hardly noticeable, but also a warning. She was tough abd beautiful. Damn. Her perfect face and eyes sparkling with iridium dust let you know she had augmented strength behind her delicate frame. Why she walked into the little bar on the space station was clear. She was here to arrest me. I was willing to go where ever she wanted. Those tall black leather boots were thighhigh and triggered a pathology in me I knew would make trouble. Hand cuffs in her hand. I surrendered. science fiction cowgirl