First name: Spencer
Last name: Thistlespring
Nicknames: T, S, STD (courtesy of Venice)

Age: 23
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her

Sexual orientation: Ace, for as far as she knows
Romantic orientation: Questioning and experimenting, currently pan
In or out of the closet: Out

Personality:
Spencer is very hard-headed. She holds grudges and is very good at her job; conning people out of everything they have if they cross the gang. She's also very intimidating, but is also one of the people Frederick doesn't really trust enough to be part of the gang. She's higher than a henchman, but not quite as high as some of the other gang members in rank. About the same level as Lucas, The Hitman. She's often undercover to get as much information as she can

Looks:

Tattoos, scars or piercings:
None

Fears:
- Cops
- Highway chases (which are surprisingly frequent
- Venice and Ada when they're angry

Interests:
- Embroidery
- Swimming
- Fire
- Knives

Disabilities/Mental ilnesses:
None that she knows of

Aesthetic:

Outfits:

P

et(s):
None yet, but she really likes dogs and cats

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Scenario's

1: You're a cop, have been for about five years now. Recently, a new cadet came to shadow you. One evening, the two of you are out on patrol. Then suddenly, you have dispatch telling you there's a home invasion in process, and you're closest to it. You race up to the house and both you and the cadet, Spencer Thistlespring, get out. A man steps out of the house, and his eyes widen dramatically when he sees you - or so you think. "She's here!" he yells back into the house before taking out a gun and aiming at Spencer, who's staring back with a deadly glare in her eyes and a phone to her ear, just as a Mini Cooper without license plate pulls up. You..?

2: You can make it up yourself