Shaver is a former Sister Sinister. She knows many deceitful little tricks that turn a female’s natural deficiencies into edges as deadly as any gun, and she is deadly with guns. She conceives of herself as enticingly voluptuous and dresses in tight-fitting black synthleather, though now stripped down to underwear, revealing her many tattoos and scars. Whistle always dresses in white. She’s young for a mage and has only a limited repertoire of spells, but she comes from the streets and has a temperament as solid as granite. No sniveling suburban slitches, either one of them, though they do complain. They are a team unto themselves. For the moment, they make advantageous allies.