Here's a full picture of Tristane. She's a real heinz 57 of a jet, born to a CF-18 mother in Quebec. Her maman won't name the father, but she definitely inherited the nose of an F-4 Phantom. God knows where in Tristane's genetic woodpile the tail came from, though. She works as a door girl at the Conelrad club, likes to freak people out with her tongue piercing, and loves to flirt with handsome men. Sometimes she'll go even farther than flirting. She also has a great singing voice and everyone looks forward to her performances on kareoke night. Except Whisperer. Whisperer, one of the heavies for her boss's overbosses, hates her guts. But then, that Flanker always did detest those who still have what she lost.