Emma nods as she absorbs Jasons instructions.<span style="color: blue"> “Will get right on that.” </span>She isn’t excited to go trenching through the mud ..no shower. Fuck.  Not to mention the lack of a shower and medical supplies for tomorrow. She was bound to need them.<br/><br/>She winces as Jason mentions her cleaning herself with Abraxo.  She hated the shit, it made a hell of a bomb, and certainly served its purpose in her life, but didn’t really feel too good on the skin.  She bites her bottom lip deep in thought… avoiding getting too annoyed with Brights comments.  Telling her how Ghoul physiology worked like she was some bigoted fuck…really?  She’d fucked a ghoul goddamnit…she’d do It again too…<br/><br/>It’s then when shes seething silently staring at the bottle of brandy, that she hears Loretta’s gravelly voice.<span style="color: blue">“Huh?” </span>she shakes her head looking up from the bottle then back to the ghoul.<span style="color: blue">“I erm..”</span>she shakes her head<span style="color: blue"> “Just thinkin.  Not looking forward to this, but you knew that already.”</span>She offers a slightly sweet grin at her friend and grabs the bottle of brandy.<span style="color: blue"> “ Think we can scrounge up that Abraxo and some tin cans?Make a few proximity mines out front?” </span>She avoids everything that’s on her mind with the wonderful distracting glow of explosives.<br/><br/>She grabs the bottle, stands and looks to Loretta with a grin,<span style="color: blue"> "I mean yr' not gonna let me have all the fun of rollin' around in the mud tonight drunk.."</span>She swishes the bottle back and forth with an adorable mischievous grin intended only for Lorettas eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>