[centre][b][h1][color=f7976a]Jamie[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Jamie listened, watching everyone, and catching the meaning behind the wordsa, so that when they came to inject them, she shifted back, raising her hands, as if ready to right, but then she was overwhelmed and the needle was stabebd into her arm. She let out a string of curses that were very unlady like. When all the talking faded, she turned and said violently, [color=f7976a]"You have no right to do this. I have a family that relies on me to stay alive! I promised them I would,and so far I've kept that promise. I won't have someone turning me into a bomb, that will explode if I even have a shimmer of doubt. I'm human, doubt is in our nature! 

Whatever, I'm going. Since I have no choice in that now"[/color]

She stalked out the room, fury radiating from her. She went to her room, packed up her clothes, the hunting and camping supplies she used when out on a job, grabbed her sword-although she prefered her bow, she was taking both. Sometimes you needed to be in close, and the bow wasn't good for close combat. She slamemd things, essentially doing everything she could to make a fuss, letting her anger out in such a way so she wouldn't punch the first person that asked her what was wrong. 

With her gear ready, she sat down on the bed, and the tears she had kept at bay with her anger fell. She allowed herself some time to break down, before she composed herself and went about cleaning up, so no one would know she had broken down. Looking in a mirror, she knew she had let her hair grow out longer then it normally was, content. In fury she took the dagger she wore on her hip and gathering up her hair as if she was putting it back, she slashed above her hand, the cut hair flying everywhere as she let go. 

she didn't care. Running her hand through her rnow cropped hair, she dislogded any loose strands, and considering herself ready, she went to the designated meeting area.