A little more blood spluttered out of the psychopath's mouth as she laughed off the pain, getting dragged out of the fray. Another little giggle when that deathclaw dropped, and then fell for good with a lead bean down its throat. It was always so fun to watch things die.<br/><br/>This hurt so bad.<br/><br/>The stimpak helped a little. She looked up at Becca, and even though she... well, she TRIED to make the smile look innocent and thanking, the human just looked so... ripe. Jynx bet she would have the best marbling. That was a meal that would need to be properly cooked, seasoned... eaten with a fine wine (or a spiked bottle of Sunset Sass, at the least). Just so delicious. This look showed in her vibrant amber eyes, along with thanks and even a small amount of confusion. The pain she could ignore... it was no worse than the pain she'd endured for years when she was jonesing for her next dose of Psycho.<br/><br/>"Thank you, Rebecca," she whispered. "Tell the gimp thanks too." With that, she slowly raised herself up onto her elbows and stood, blood still streaming down from her open wounds, albiet in much smaller amounts. The shoulder that had been hit wasn't... working, so well, so she retracted the blade on that wrist. The other, however, was still in working order....<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>