Jynx shrugged noncommitally. Her eyes lingered on the needle but they were passive, and it really didn't look like the little wasteland scavenger could move even if she wanted to.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Just keep it above the waist, herr doktor,"</span>she said with a tired grin. The intelligence that the rabid girl displayed when she spoke was disturbing... even though she barely spoke one or two words at a time, it was distinctly different from the idiotic drawls or savage grunts of other feral wastelanders.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006400">You've been quite a disappointment lately, Sue. You haven't even taken a life since those deathclaws... losing your edge, maybe?</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Shut up,"</span>the pink-haired girl said dangerously, turning slightly and staring at something a few feet above her head. She growled faintly at then turned back to the doctor.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Put me out."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>