<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/46/Jay.png/545px-Jay.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jay Asarde<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mainhall place<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peoples, Open<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Stuff<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nowadays 'Lt. Asarde' was a piss poor excuse for a soldier. She knew it and she'd only recently lost the ability to care about such things. She'd never been very formal but hadn't she grown up with the man in the room she wouldn't have made it her sole duty to embarrass the fuck out of him like any evil brat of a cousin would. In reality there was a great deal of relief for her that Daniel was her Captain - and at the same time a great burden.<br/><br/><i>Well played, command...</i><br/><br/>Looked like they weren't going to make it easy for her to just die a marine, after all. She decided to keep her comment about his bitchy ass lady friend to herself. Point was, even if there were some unfortunate circumstances to the whole date<i>they'd</i>actually had fun and enjoyed themselves. As a matter of fact, she still got birthday vidyas from said gorgeous blonde man - Jeffery Wagner. Or should they say<i>Jessica Wagner</i>, who was now happily employed as that girl that jumps out of cakes. Hilarious woman - still a gorgeous blonde...<i>What a bitch</i>.<br/><br/><br/><i>”Jessica wassa lovely man and an even lovelier woman.”</i>Jay informed Zaine with a wink and a lopsided smirk.<i>”Wassa blind date ta keep Daniel’s suga’honey happy n’ways.”</i>She chuckled – such a jolly soul it seemed; at least on the outside. She clung to those good times of the past like a baby and their security blanket.<br/><br/><i>”Jay.”</i>She corrected Miyako smoothly, smiling nonetheless. Even as she caught herself glancing between the two present. Sensei was an interesting term, it made her think of some obscure pornos she should have never watched. It was sad that such a honorable term was more connected to porno in her head.<br/><br/><i>”Not a Lieutenant n’e more.”</i>The woman added as she absentmindedly pulled away that pair of aviators to reveal a pair of stark blue eyes unusual to her general skin tone.<i>”Ah’m just your clean up crew, Agent Miyako.”</i><br/><br/><i>”Mind if I call you Miyako or Yagami?”</i>After all, when soldiers have been baptized in the fire of a battlefield they all have one rank in her eyes.<i>"Can call me Asarde if that makes you more comfortable."</i>A perceptive offer, Jay felt at least.<br/><br/>