<span style="color: #ff00ff">"You need to re-LAX,"</span>Jynx said with the most awkward of "comforting" smiles, laying Fanya back down and continuing to feed her little bits of her own radioactive meat, which the occasional swig of Quantum to ease things. When Becca arrived at her side, the smile was much more genuine. She gave the mechanic a caring, if someone animalistic, nuzzle, and the faintest of bites before turning back to Fanya.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Everybody's okay.. I think. You just need to lay down. You'll be okay too. Hey, where the fuck is that doctor?"</span>Her eyes flashed gold as she scanned the room for Simon, not finding him. They should have brought that medic girl along anyway, it seemed, because Sue was most definitely not a physician.<br/><br/>Her pussy and ass still hurt, too.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>