That was something for Jynx to do. Fuck waiting to see what everyone else did... manners never mattered much to her and obviously at least one person was running for their life, so it couldn't have been too scathing a faux pas.<br/><br/>She sprang from the chopper, running after the other mohawked girl as quickly as possible. While she was significantly shorter than Emma (she was asian, after all), Jynx had a feral, animalistic speed... she just hoped she could keep up.<br/><br/>Like most things Jynx chased after (most things Jynx did in general), she wasn't entirely sure what she'd do when she caught the Turncoat. Maybe eat her, maybe fuck her. Maybe hold her tight and soothingly stroke her hair while licking her sweet skin. Maybe all of the above.<br/><br/>The lights of Vegas were damn near blinding, but she didn't care much. Smell and sound were all she needed. Her leather-clad legs pumped viciously beneath her as the pink-haired psychopath took her joy from the chase.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>