Adelayde knew she wasn't like other people. She didn't know what it was, and doubted that she ever would. She was confused by her heightened senses. Her hearing was her greatest sense, allowing her to hear even a pin drop in a crowded and loud room. Her eyesight was excellent, even in the dark. To her the dark was just a cloudy day. Her sense of touch was so sensitive that she could feel a person behind her before they even touched her. The slightest of vibrations in the ground and she could pinpoint an enemy's exact location without having to look. Her sense of smell like that of a wolf. She could pick up every unique scent that belonged to each person. She could tell where they had been and who they had been with. She could tell if they were human or cyborg or even a creature from a god-forsaken planet. She had been left for dead on more than one, seeing as how people were afraid of her. She had no sense of taste, which confused her. But what confused her more was why a Merc had asked her to meet him on a transport ship that was carrying at least a hundred passengers. He had said that there was someone on the ship that she needed to keep an eye on, for seven hundred thousand Menthol Kools. A bit much, but she was more than happy to play babysitter to a convict for that much money. Luckily for the convict, she never killed a human. She let other people do that for her, or creatures of different planets. She used her fighting skills to immobilize and defend herself. She preferred close quarter fighting, seeing as how she could hit pressure points far more accurately if she was close to the body.