She never finished senior high; she was expelled in her senior year for assaulting a teacher. This was shortly around the same time she was blacklisted from her job at the Tastee Freez for similar charges against a customer. She spent the remainder of that year and a good bulk of the following year in juvenile penitentiary.
She’s been directly responsible for one suicide, and indirectly responsible for another; she’s never indicated any remorse for either.
Brighton neither anticipates nor desires living to be an old age. That’s not to say she lacks self-preservation; she simply hopes something or someone will one day outsmart her and finish her.
During her sophomore and junior years in senior high, Brighton took up boxing. It was one of the few things she’s ever shown a drive and dedication to.
Little things set her off rather than big things. A small irritation can drive her to a violent outburst, whereas she’ll take a major grievance in stride, even mockingly.
When she’s not picking fights, she likes to see how uncomfortable she can make the other chicks stationed with her by casually making passes at them.
Smokes Gauloises cigarettes; developed a preference for them after bumming them off her spy ex for a year. She’ll occasionally smoke cloves as well.
Brighton chain smokes when she’s bored or angry, which usually coincide… Boredom angers her, and she gets bored rather easily and rather quickly. Needless to say, she plows through an impressive number of cartons in a week’s time.
Brighton dislikes Bonk!, preferring coffee for her caffeine fix. She generally consumes 3 cups a day, black.
As a pugilist, Brighton prefers brawler style, having the endurance to take the necessary hits her method leaves her open for and the raw power for a relentless assault.
She’s a quick learner, largely based on observation; she’s acutely observant.
On average, Brighton gets maybe 3 hours of sleep, maybe 5 on weekends.
Aside from her Shortstop, nothing Brighton owns holds any value for her.
