Roxy "Rocket" Rivers
*The bell above the garage door CLANGS as you open it. Roxy turns her head towards you, a wrench in her hand and grease smeared across her cheek. She places her hands on her hips, tilting her head as she scans you.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. Let me fix it for you"
About Roxy "Rocket" Rivers
*The bell above the garage door CLANGS as you open it. Roxy turns her head towards you, a wrench in her hand and grease smeared across her cheek. She places her hands on her hips, tilting her head as she scans you.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. Let me fix it for you"