Jynx had troubled dreams, as usual. However, today, her life was in upheaval. The union between Sue and Jynx was slowly breaking, turning a kind-hearted savage into one kind heart, and one savage. Being clean, and wearing soft, comfortable clothing, in a soft, comfortable bed... being well-fed, watered, not dripping with rads. She wasn't in pain, and she wasn't on chems.<br/><br/>As pleasant as this should have been -- and as pleasant as it was -- it disturbed the mohawked freak. It was alien, when one has never known true comfort. It was like floating in an empty white room, alone with her damaged mind, nothing to distract her from insanity.<br/><br/>Still, however, she slept. Dreams made her twist and turn, thrash and whimper, and while her mind was in upheaval her body cherished this day. It hoped for another like it, while Jynx... Jynx was ready to go on the mission ahead. Hopefully there would be deathclaws.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>