[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Janet[/color][/h2][/center]
[color=ed1c24]"Urgh..."[/color] Janet squinted her eyes against the deck that felt as solid as the ground. It seemed that her boat has ported safely and battle was long over after she dozed off, till the sounds of whirring blades and crashing debrises echoed the ears. [i]Oh.[/i] That was the only stray thought coming from her. She rubbed her eyes and let out a yawn, getting up with a slouch. 

Its been years since she had dozed off after using too much explosions. Janet looked like a person who have woken up too early, a blink of her eyes took a few seconds. She had a very short nap, and she doubted she would be able to use any more explosions without falling back to sleep. [i]But cannons... I can still use them normally...[/i]

Janet reached for the nearest cannon, loading up the gunpowder keg, stuffing a cannonball with an exalted heave. Wiping away her cold sweat, the Red Bomber levered her cannon, aiming right towards the Giant's chest. With one slam at the cannon, she ignited the cannon, sending off the cannonball with a screeching whirl. That clearly wasn't usual cannonfire, as Janet fell back to her deep sleep on the cannon that broke into scrap iron. Again, she overloaded the ignition of the cannon, but the shot packs a punch.