<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/3a/49/c83a497a08787b1ec184bf4e995dc170.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Antoinette Danescu<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mitchels | Black<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Rolling her eyes | Lighting up a smoke<br/><hr/><br/>Jessie took offense to her attempt of breaking ice.  Granted, it wasn't the most polite approach but she at least tried.  She never did get along with other woman, even back in high school nearly two and a half decades ago.  She was one of the most popular girls in her class but that didn't mean she was everyone's friend.  Forever a tomboy in one way of viewing things.  By the time she had leaned against the second Humvee and removed the bag from her shoulder to set beside the tire, she noted not just Jessie looking at her but Black giving her some lecture she damn well already knew.  Going so far as to quote John Wayne to try and emphasize the point.  Her initial action was the chewing of her tongue in the corner of her mouth and an incredulous rolling of the eyes.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>"Remind me not to crack jokes with you people in the future, would you?  Fuckin' swear..."</strong></span><br/><br/>With that said she patted her legs down until pulling out a pack of Djarum Black cigarette cloves and an antique zippo, going through the process to light one up and take a much needed inhale of toxic fumes into her lungs.  She couldn't smoke inside the vehicles and while the other men were coddling to their gods, she would enjoy the solace it brought her.  Overhearing Black speak of potential hazards he wanted Niko to point out, it reminded her to pull out a small composition book from another pocket.  This notebook had a long series of crudely scribbled notes of things that happened during the day.  Later in the day, she put them into journal form.  Antoinette was not just studying the things she needed to, but documenting the journey in her own words.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>"For what it's worth, uh -- Jasmine was it?"</strong></span>she states in Jessie's direction.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>"I'm terrified of things too."</strong></span>