Jazzin' Jena

I’m not gonna sit around and waste my precious divine energy trying to explain and be ashamed of things you think are wrong with me.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

“From each occupation..?” Well she hadn’t said anything about that. Maybe that pyro fellow was right when they guessed what her mom had planned for her. Honestly it was one fo Ma’s more irritating habbits- being vague.

“Eh, not all of us, nah. I usually take my bat out on the field when I wanna be especially annoyin’. I carry around a pistol moah often than not.” Tucking his hands into his pockets, he yawned slowly. Even though he was up early he never seemed to wake up all the way until during his run. This time it looked like conversation was going to take over for that.

“To be honest, I think I’d want to meet each of the classes.” Jena spoke up as they started working. Visual worked best for her, that was something she knew well about herself so there was no need to just listen about each class Nd forget later. Johnny had offered, and he seemed like a chill guy.

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"Me? Mercenary work?" Jena asked. She laughed, walking along side the scout with a cheerful- and now amused expression. "Look at you all then look at me. Every last one of you are strong, skilled and used to this life style. All I know how to do is fight in a ring. Where there is no strange weapons an just our fists and feet."

"Jin? Jin? Pyro hon?" Jena called, walking through the BLU base halls in search for her new friend.

Jena followed the sound of the pyro voice, shivering slighy and pulling her scarf more securely around her neck as she stepped back out into the cold.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

"From each occupation..?" Well she hadn’t said anything about that. Maybe that pyro fellow was right when they guessed what her mom had planned for her. Honestly it was one fo Ma’s more irritating habbits- being vague.

"Eh, not all of us, nah. I usually take my bat out on the field when I wanna be especially annoyin’. I carry around a pistol moah often than not." Tucking his hands into his pockets, he yawned slowly. Even though he was up early he never seemed to wake up all the way until during his run. This time it looked like conversation was going to take over for that.

"To be honest, I think I'd want to meet each of the classes." Jena spoke up as they started working. Visual worked best for her, that was something she knew well about herself so there was no need to just listen about each class Nd forget later. Johnny had offered, and he seemed like a chill guy.

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He didn't make a big deal out of the facial scars, so the woman scratched her head.

"Well, I guess you coukd say that." Jena commented. No she wasn’t a new mercinary, but she was new to the bases and actually was surprised she hadn’t gotten lost so far. Having someone show her around could be a good thing. But this man was huge and kinda made her nervous…

Well for one of the large and seemingly monstrous men within the bases, this man- Sergej seemed for the most part friendly. Jena needed to stop being so tense, there hasn't been much trouble this far aside from a michevious scout with paint balloons so why worry? Everyone here seemed decent.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

Well at least he didn’t seem bothered. Now relaxing a lite Jena couldn’t help but feel a little ticked off. Not at him of course; her mother. Hearing him talking about changing clothes had the woman shrug, and she took his hand to shake it while offering up a friendly smile.

"Jena Rose, hm? Nah. I don’t think it’s dumb at all. Got kinda a nice ring to it." His grin grew just a bit more broad and after she shook his hand he dropped it to his side then glanced over what he was wearing. He supposed it wasn’t too bad; sweats with one of his t-shirts and running shoes. He was just showing her around after all.

"From each occupation..?" Well she hadn't said anything about that. Maybe that pyro fellow was right when they guessed what her mom had planned for her. Honestly it was one fo Ma's more irritating habbits- being vague.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

'Dear Johnny,' it read. 'I am sorry for the abruptness of this request but I need a favor of you- and while I know I could have asked anyone else for it, I know I could trust you most. ’ My daughter is here visiting for a bit and I honestly do not trust her walking about the bases or on military land on her own with all these mercinaries about. Show her around; introduce her to the classes, make sure she has no trouble and take her back to my office afterwards? It would be very kind of you. And, if you are hungry once you return perhaps supper could be arranged. I know you won’t disappoint.

Silently looking over the words, he tilted his head slightly as he came across the last few sentances. Arranged supper. For all three of them, if not more, no doubt. Drumming his fingers against the back of the letter, he shrugged to himself and folded up the paper to tuck into the pocket of his sweats.

Well at least he didn't seem bothered. Now relaxing a lite Jena couldn't help but feel a little ticked off. Not at him of course; her mother. Hearing him talking about changing clothes had the woman shrug, and she took his hand to shake it while offering up a friendly smile.

They seemed confused… But about what? Jena watched the pyro react to her, and bit her lip in though. She was kind of sure that the other was curious about her visiting, but the woman didn’t know how much information to share.

What in the world was the pyro doing now? The amusing little thing made her patient enough to watch as they sketched, wondering just what they could be drawing.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

"Hi uh…" Well this wasn’t awkward at all. What in her right mind did Ma think she wanted a bodyguard for? She had said to call him a tour guide if that made her feel better but honestly it hadn’t. Not now that she’d gotten a look at this Johnny guy. He looked liked he was part of the same class as the other merc who had given her trouble with the paint balloon. Still, she wasn’t going to judge.

The grin that had come to his lips faded slightly when he took a look at the letter. Another job, hm? Why didn’t this surprise him? It was nice and all being thought of when she needed some time sensitive or trustworthy tasks done but he was hoping that some day he’d be on her mind for other reasons.

'Dear Johnny,' it read. 'I am sorry for the abruptness of this request but I need a favor of you- and while I know I could have asked anyone else for it, I know I could trust you most. ' My daughter is here visiting for a bit and I honestly do not trust her walking about the bases or on military land on her own with all these mercinaries about. Show her around; introduce her to the classes, make sure she has no trouble and take her back to my office afterwards? It would be very kind of you. And, if you are hungry once you return perhaps supper could be arranged. I know you won't disappoint.

Well, he certainly fit the description, yet still Jena wasn't sure if the scout was really the person she was looking for. Then again, who else had a necklace like that? "Hey, are you Johnny..?"

"Hi uh..." Well this wasn't awkward at all. What in her right mind did Ma think she wanted a bodyguard for? She had said to call him a tour guide if that made her feel better but honestly it hadn't. Not now that she'd gotten a look at this Johnny guy. He looked liked he was part of the same class as the other merc who had given her trouble with the paint balloon. Still, she wasn't going to judge.