[color=Gold]"Ripping each other's heads off won't help either."[/color] Jericho sat up with a groan, having woken up earlier just enough to find a comfortable spot, relatively speaking, to sleep off some of the hurt. This Mako guy had been at his job a long time, and he started to think that the PSA was a set of puppets more and more, though if these guys were linked to the PSA, he had no idea. Standing with assistance from the wall, he added another way to kill the bastard to his mental checklist before working his way to the bars. [color=Gold]"Duncan, when we get out, fuck the drinks, just get me a vacation on a beach somewhere."[/color] Jericho wasn't normally one to keep things light, but if he was, it meant he was fighting demons of his own. He hadn't given anything away, or at least not anything these guys could legitimately use against SeeD.