<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Just like the pic<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 25, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>215 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>On the Darkwing<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Bout to go down<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Eventually, the team was together. Mari had immediately set about ordering everyone in the way that pleased her most and Jen simply went where she was directed. No, her heart was NOT in this mission and she did not rightly care about the monster they were trying to save. She was here solely for Mari. That was it, that was all. Let others pretend to care. She most certainly did not. She would do what was needed, control her angst and anger, get the job done and then she was gone.<br/><br/>She had far too much to think about.<br/><br/>With an internal sigh, she settled herself, her mind far from the plane and the plans being made. She literally had no horse in this race and wished that she hadn't volunteered. It wasn't that she was worried about her duty. She wasn't. Jen knew what she could do and planned on doing it to the very best of her ability. However, this whole rescue mission made no real sense to her. Hell, they were probably all going to die...and she still hadn't figured out how to handle Virgil!! Did this make her heartless? Probably. Did she care? No. This rescue mission was probably going to go balls up, anyway.<br/><br/>Conversation flowed around her, Jackson setting out their course, Mari plotting out the best points of entry, the two blondes adding whatever. Still, Jen maintained her silence. What was there to say? Others had it covered and she was nothing more than a much-needed disruption. With that thought uppermost, she tuned them all out until their predetermined arrival time.<br/><br/>Nothing they said pertained to her, anyway.