<br/><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;">(http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/736x/d9/98/1e/d9981e79a951efe0acb3b4d05f1a5ac1.jpg)</span></span></span></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;"><strong>Name: </strong>Jena Hargreave</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>XCOM Barracks<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Goin' home to the Range<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dawn;Jin; etc.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>"Yeah," Jena sniggered, sucking on her beer again. "You two really need to get a room. Fun as the show might be, the pool table thing's been done to death." Draining her drink, she lofted the empty bottle in the general direction of a trash can, where it landed with a shattering crash. Then she wandered back towards the bar to grab another before heading for the door. "While you two shoot on each other, I'm gonna go shoot some targets. Be sure an' mop up when yer done, hear?"