<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/34/cd/c8/34cdc821d1efebb46d7a941e19b7762c.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">JD</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Mean Streets Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>World Traveler Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Zeus' Bastard Daughter Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised [ ] Bruised [ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Fairwinds Ferry<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<hr/><br/>For JD, packing was easy.  She was always ready to go at a moments notice.  She always had made it a habit to pick up and take off before she wore out her welcome.  It had kept her from putting down roots and settling down sure, but it had never stopped her from making friends.  She had plenty of friends all over the world, but they were all surface level drinking buddies whose names were forgotten by the time she'd reached the next country.  The people she was traveling with now were a bit different.<br/><br/>JD had her trusty backpack on and her shotgun slung over one shoulder.  The heavy hiking backpack made her feet wobbly as the ferry was rocked, so she grabbed onto the rail as the dragon made itself known to everyone.  She yelled to Luke, "Geeze, Luke!  Friend of yours?"  She asked as she slung the shotgun over her shoulder and rushed headlong between the dragon and the passengers.