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After finally finding the bar on board the ship, Jesse was rather pleased to find a passed out Callum on the couch. Reaching behind the counter to grab a bottle of champagne, before turning to the slumbering pirate king. He leaned down over the man, getting face to dozing face. [color=hotpink]"You and I are going to have so much FUN."[/color] He whispered, placing a hand just above Callums head on the couch. He laughed as he walked away, going from a light snicker to a heavy chuckle as he made it out the door of the bar, bottle of champagne still in hand. 

After a few wrong turns through the halls, and an elevator ride that took all too long, Jesse found his way to the training room. He stood in the doorway for a moment, watching as Scarleth tore apart the targets with a barrage of knifeplay that was a hell of a lot more impressive than he had expected. [color=hotpink]"Hellooo, beautiful."[/color] Jesse muttered under his breath. Though her taste in music left something to be desired, he couldn't deny her skills and grace. Though the tag floating above her head was a mellow green color, he added a small red skull next to the floating text as he gently sauntered in, taking a hold of one of the training dummies that she wasn't using. He gave her a quick salute as he left the room, bottle in hand as he drug the dummy out from the room. 

Another trek through the halls gave Jesse more walking than he had done in his entirety of his stay in the lunar prison. He arrived in the lounge, and took a seat in a couch, setting the dummy across from the chair on the other side of the room. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8Wx80TZ8OQ]Music[/url] rang out through the lounge, as Jesse cracked open the bottle of champagne, taking a deep drink. Cheap shit, but in comparison to what he had access to on the LMSIF, it was like drinking liquid gold. If liquid gold were edible, that is. 

For what seemed like hours, Jesse sat back in the chair, head nodding to the beat of the silent whizzing of laser shots that sounded out from his revolver. One after the other, shot after shot, lasers pounded into the head of the training dummy across the room. Every shot hit almost dead center in the head of the dummy, leaving a red hot cluster of laser burns in the head of the dummy no more than a centimeter around. As Jesse drank more, and fired more rounds, eventually the burning mark in the head was turned into a hole, letting him see through to the wall behind the dummy. He smirked, pleased with his work, before sitting back deeper into his chair. 

Jesse's eyes slowly slid shut, and his head drooped. When his eyes opened again, it was thanks to the shaking of the Gladius. How long he had been out, he honestly had no idea. Likely better that way. He staggered to his feet at the announcement, and made his way up to the bridge at his own leisure. He entered the room in time to catch the hind end of Callums breifing, and Scarleths interjection. He hardly thought he'd need any more information than that, anyways. 

[color=red]"A small group should investigate prior to launching any sort of attack. Recklessness will only ensure our deaths."[/color]

[color=hotpink]"Sign me up. I need to stretch my legs."[/color] Jesse said, raising a hand as if to volunteer. [color=hotpink]"Been too long since I've flexed the old trigger finger."[/color]