<b>[Group 1]</b><br/><br/><b>[Initiative roll: 7]</b><br/><br/>Popping back out of cover after the grenade went off bright flashes briefly illuminated the blood thirsty grin on the Goz's face as she walked her stream of bullets into the slimes. It was second nature to her in this kind of operation, extreme violence and speed meant victory and she had plenty of violence in stock.<span style="color: red">"Fuck Yeah! Get some!"</span>Kes shouted and laughed with a disturbing glee at the damage she wrecked through the cargo bay. Cradling the machine gun in front of her like a baby, the watched the smoke from the barrel rise up into the bulkhead as the air cooled machine gun began to cool down from firing. Nothing was quiet about her as she enjoyed the carnage she brought on the enemy.<span style="color: red">"Hey did you see how I just shredded the targets! This was worth every credit I spent! I think the next thing I am buying is a flamethrower!"</span>It was magnificent, the plan was to cause as much destruction and chaos as she could, and that was what she did. Some people were good a music, some were good at building robots, and Kes was good at causing random acts of terror. Not even Neymi's complaining could kill her good mood.<br/><br/>Kes mockingly purred at Neymi, hearing the comment about the ball gag.<span style="color: Red">"Ohhh, kinky, I think I like that.</span>Kes looked around at the hangar pausing to think.<span style="color: Red">"Now, instead of hanging out here, I think we should continue our reign of terror?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>