On the Beach, Thursday Afternoon
Yeah, okay, so Jen had hidden out in her time ship for a couple of hours after her encounter with the angel.
She still hadn't powered down, though -- not that any of her weapons had done a damn bit of good against the thing, but . . . shut up, the spandex was sort of a security blanket, okay?
No angels in sight for the time being, but she had her Chronosabers out and was damn well not blinking if she could help it as she carefully picked her way back toward the school.
[OOC: Afternoon . . . yeah, I know. *eyes time* For redintraining, and other color-coded compatriots if they so desire. ETA: Er, mentioning that Jen's in a weird pink outfit is cool FB, but if her conversation with Sky about being a Ranger could be NFB that'd be great.]
She still hadn't powered down, though -- not that any of her weapons had done a damn bit of good against the thing, but . . . shut up, the spandex was sort of a security blanket, okay?
No angels in sight for the time being, but she had her Chronosabers out and was damn well not blinking if she could help it as she carefully picked her way back toward the school.
[OOC: Afternoon . . . yeah, I know. *eyes time* For redintraining, and other color-coded compatriots if they so desire. ETA: Er, mentioning that Jen's in a weird pink outfit is cool FB, but if her conversation with Sky about being a Ranger could be NFB that'd be great.]