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When Shiver teleported into Jesse's room there was a sound of buzzing to be heard which came from about 200 machine bearings she'd collected from the wrecker autos which the slender brunette decided to keep for use as projectile weapons. They calmed almost immediately as Jess made the leap from counter-intrusion to curiosity mode.

She was going to a mall with friends and if she'd been more frivolous in her mode of thought she'd have been excited but events of late had taught her that for her and the others here there was no peace just an uneasy ceasefire.

She knew her flight suit was likely unacceptable attire so she dressed in a pair of hand-me-down jeans and a black [url= http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB15zB2KXXXXXXTXpXXq6xXFXXXA/SAS-SPECIAL-AIR-SERVICE-BRITISH-ARMY-UNITED-KINGDOM-SPECIAL-FORCE-SNIPER-MEN-S-T-SHIRT-BOTH.jpg]SAS[/url] T-shirt given to her by an officer that had been transfered out due to emotional attachment.

She then put on a hip pouch to contain her wires, about thirty ball bearings and 7 Oz. of metal dust to permeate cloth objects should she need, all in all the pouch contained nearly a kilo of steel. Her shoes were a pair of issue [url= http://www.firestormkit.co.uk/image/cache/data/British%20Army/Boots/BOOTS-BROWN-ALTBERG-1-900x900.jpg]brown boots[/url] common in the British military.

She was grunge without even trying when she popped into the lounge to eat her breakfast. Her hair was pulled tight into a pony tail held by a meter long length of 16 gage stainless steel wire. She as always wore no make up because even if she had any it was not with in her training to apply. No the closest she had to such feline face paint was a cammo kit.