Jenny was troubled by the question Nathaniel had posed, it was only fair of course that he asked about her "origin" story as well, but should she tell it? People were already so troubled by other people having slightly different hair, or skin color, let alone being an actual other race. She doubted Nathaniel was that type of racist, but it was probably better that she kept this information from the others, not until she knew who she could trust and who she couldn't.<br/><br/>During the time she was lost in her thoughts, Helga had apparently stepped forward. Jenny looked up shocked as Helga suddenly started to yell out, and even burst into flames! It was clear that the woman was angry at Nathaniel, so Jenny was smart enough to back away from him, lest she'd get caught in the crossfire.<b>"C-come on Mimi..."</b>She said slightly panicked as she tried to grab hold of Mimi, while never looking away from Helga, only to find the catgirl missing from her side.<b>"M-Mimi?"</b>Jenny looked around her, but the catgirl had seemingly disappeared. Yet, suddenly there she was again, only this time slipping out the door. Jenny would've liked to have wondered just how exactly she had done that, but the sudden fireball Helga threw took priority.<br/><br/>Jenny yelped and ducked, covering her face with her arms. The heat in the room was becoming unbearable, and Jenny was just about to wonder if what ISIS had said earlier was true, about all the defenses and whatnot, when she heard the mechanical sounds of the nozzles dropping from the ceiling. By the time Jenny managed to muster up the courage to look up again, Helga was covered in some kind of foam, while the room smelled distinctly like burned hair. She watched Nathan move out of the room, murmuring something about a haircut, which really wouldn't be a bad idea. Jenny soon followed suit, slipping out of the room before Helga had a second psychosis. It was so odd, Helga had seemed like such a nice person, a little harsh perhaps, but not this violent.<br/><br/>Jenny exited the training room just in time to see Nathaniel finish up signing on the form. Should she sign up as well? This was a military operation, was it not? So would that mean she'd be sent out on military missions?<b>"Euhm... ISIS, computer lady?"</b>She felt a little silly for talking to thin air, it would've been easier if this ISIS lady had like a avatar she could talk to.<b>"What exactly is this mission? I mean, I'd rather not sign up for something I know I'll only be in the way."</b>And of course, she wanted to stay away from the violent missions.<b>"Oh and euhm... I was wondering... Is there a piano around?"</b>Playing the piano was also a hobby she practiced, besides gymnastics. It was something her parents thought would give her a certain level of class and sophistication. Jenny would've preferred to play the guitar, but her parents were pretty bossy and demanding when it came to her own life.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>