The woman, whose birth name was Samantha but who hadn't used it since she was a teenager, was tall, built like one of the world's biggest female bodybuilders. A single streak of green in her hair suggested gamma-augmentation that even the power suppressant fields of the Vault could not undo. Her looked powerful, even without her superhuman abilities.

And she eyed Alisa with a critical look as she walked past. "Don't see what's so special about this one," she said to the woman standing next to her, a smaller black woman with a mohawk. "Doesn't look dangerous enough to be under lock and key."

"Looks like she breaks easy," the other said.