<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/736x/d9/98/1e/d9981e79a951efe0acb3b4d05f1a5ac1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Jena Hargreave<br/><strong>Location:</strong>XCOM Barracks<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Off for some banging in the Boom Boom Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hailey<br/><br/>Jena laughed, and leaned again, crushing her breasts against the case and shoving her tee up to expose their lower curves as she stretched for the bottle. "Hardcore, girl. Just don't shoot ME 'steada the targets, OK?" Straightening up (and letting her clothes, such as they were, worry abot themselves), she started to hand the bottle over to Hailey, then stopped, set her beer down, and twisted the top off the spirits bottle. Sniffing once, she tilted it up, took a quick slug, swirled her tongue around the rim before giving it to the Aussie with a wink.<br/><br/>"Just figgered you might not feel like drinkin' alone, you know?" Then she chased the booze down with a slug of beer, and started off for the range again, pistol holster slapping against her bare hip.