Jynx hissed every few steps. Broken bones always hurt, but she certainly wasn't going to just lie there and listen to everyone else chatter on about who knows what. She saw something over by that ridge that actually did interest her. Other people... maybe more intriguing or delicious ones (though the lunatic still wasn't totally sure how she felt about Rebecca).<br/><br/>She slowly drew near to other squad of people... ghoul, cowgirl, chick with mohawk, and some punk with a rifle.<br/><br/>Jynx was a bit saddened by all the guns. Seemed like everyone nowadays wanted to shoot everything... it was kind of a coward's way out. Up close, heart pounding, blood splashing on your face... that was the only real way to fight. Throwing bullets with metal tubes was just too easy.<br/><br/>Finally, after all of her limping, she got close to this new troupe. She unceremoniously settled into a familiar, bestial crouch, and looked up at the others.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Hey."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>