[center][b]Jaclyn Kent[/b][/center]

When Tarkus introduced himself, Jack didn't respond immediately. Was [i]she[/i] the weird one for remembering people's names from less than a year ago? I mean yeah, the grad class isn't exactly small and they never really hung out, but they spent four years at Signal. Deciding it was funnier than it was annoying, Jack chuckled a bit and grinned wider. [b]"Yeah, nice to meet'cha Tarkus. I'm Jack."[/b]

When the WATCHes beeped, both their names appeared on their faces. Most of the letters faded, and the remaining letters shifted places, and then some new letters faded into view. "Team PaNic [b]J[/b]ol[b]T[/b]" appeared on the screen, shrinking and moving to the top while the old display faded into view. [b]"Oh jeez, is that what we're stuck with?"[/b] Jack griped aloud, smothering her face with one hand.

The WATCHes map then expanded and they had their answer about where to find the cache. [b]"Guess that's it there. Might as well get going then."[/b] Slinging the axe off her shoulder and spinning it once end-over end, the parts repositioned: the axe's shaft telescoped into the pistol grip, which pivoted down perpendicular to the barrel; its back-spike swung out into a gun stock, and blade rotated into its receiver. Drawing the bolt back and driving it home, she chambered a round. [b]"Probably a good idea to have at least one of us focusing on range."[/b]