Jynx had never run from a fight in her life. Sometimes this had ended up with her getting used as the night's entertainment by a gang of Fiends or swallowed whole by a fire gecko. Or injected repeatedly with cazador venom.<br/><br/>Be that as it may, she wasn't going to start running now. She suddenly shifted her weight, quickly and dangerously, like a wild animal that one has gotten just a little too close to. Her eyes settled darkly on Becca as she shook the human off of her. She wasn't going to dragged off, away from this fight. The gimp with the gun wouldn't last when the deathclaws closed.<br/><br/>Both blades extended again and she started slowly walking back into the fray. She was tough -- she'd be okay.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>