So yeah. This is what became of that adorable afghan hound adoptable I got two or three years ago. So much for finding a good home, I guess.

As you may or may not be able to tell, I was trying to give her a certain Pakistani/Israeli/somethingi aire with that hair.

Anyway, Aseya's been busy what with helping in the "clean-up" of Nuclear, Biological and Chemical Warfare hazards (the red HAZMAT suit denotes her status as "non-engagement personnel", or soldiers that are a part of the AU but do not engage in combat against enemy forces except in self-defense because they've got much, much more important jobs to be doing) and attempting to locate a nuclear device (or five) hidden somewhere inside the catacombs under and around Jerusalem. The efforts are not going very well, but she's always hopeful to a fatalist extent (in other words, she assumes she'll never find them but hopes she'll be sent to some other post far 'way from where she is now before they inevitably go off). And she's already got a few successful raids of suspected holding areas under her belt at the tender young age of sixteen. She also shot a Minister in the arm when he refused to cooperate, so don't take her youth to mean she doesn't have a mean sense of efficiency.