*John sits propped in a corner smoking a cigar, he has his normal perpetual frown.*
John: Boring.
*He beings to clean his gun, and looks around in mild amusement.*
*His helm is also next to him, it's menacing looking face plate staring at him.*

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*Jillian wakes up, does a series of excersies then goes to the kitchen.*
*She makes herself a makeshift "gunslinger burrito," and eats it quietly in the kitchen.*
*When Iris enters she smiles, and says hello.*