Jynx fixed this man -- this... D -- with a hard, yellow-eyed stare for a long moment, before snapping her hands out and taking the bloody parcel. Her eyes still on the strange man, she leaned down, sniffing the piece of meat briefly before taking a lick of the blood.<br/><br/>Her feral gaze became a bit more knowing, all of a sudden, and a lot more dangerous. Kind of an unspoken "if you don't fuck with me there's a significactly smaller likelihood of me fucking with you, and by "fucking with you" I mean killing and eating you". She leaned closer and tore of a long strip of meat, growling faintly as she chewed. Her eyes never left D.<br/><br/>Once they had arrived at Vegas, she remained still. The "jack rabbit" was gone now, the pink-haired maniac's face still showing a few dried smears of blood. She waited for everyone else to depart, to see how they would react to this strange, painfully shiny new world.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>