Jemima grinned in excitement. She stood up. 'I am definitely coming with you Xavier, you know I couldn't resist that!' She ran off in direction of the jet runway. 'Sorry riggs, you were late, no sitting around.' She yelled over her shoulder.
Jemima changed into thin, tight black leggings, ripped denim shorts and a camouflage patterned denim jacket over a black singlet. She loaded her guns into her belt and set off for the mess hall again.
That smile let itself back onto Jemima's face and she laughed, letting her head fall into her hands. 'Yes okay, but I'm leaving. I'll be back with my quest stuff on in a sec.' She ran through the halls to her room.
Jemima shrugged. 'Me neither, but... I dunno. I just couldn't kill anything that was innocent... And those babies, with no idea of what was happening..' She stopped and shrugged. 'Also-' She shook her head again. 'No, nothing this time.'
Jemima smiled without looking at him and shook her head. 'No I just... I was trying to think of reasons why it's not fun... But I ca-' She gasped. 'WHEN THEY'RE BABY ALIENS!'
'Yes I know, you've been talking about it for about a year now.' Jemima rolled her eyes and pulled her hair up in a ponytail.
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Demeter.
Demeter watched to her right. Another human figure had just been taken up by an angel, and then dragged back down, down until she couldn't see him anymore. She was now most anxious. She didn't know what this white chamber was but it was a trap. If she would escape or not she didn't...
Jemima looked up from her glass of water and shrugged, raising an eyebrow. 'I know he's not usually on morning missions... did we miss a roster switch last night?'