[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Janet[/color][/h2][/center]
Janet inched herself out of the creaking hammock. Much to her surprise, there wasn't even a burnt mark on the pillow she'd slept on. Yawning, she turned towards the basin, washing her face for the morning. Her bundle of spears are stacked atop an empty barrel, as she squinted under the wick of the lantern to see a different workings of knots tied around each of her javelins. She rummaged her spear into her leather backpack drowsilly.

The sight of the night sky was quite soothing from the view of the railings. The view of the twinkling stars, the surface of the sea, and a marine ship. [i]Marine Ship...?[/i]

Just as she was trying to figure out what had happened, she was approached by a Marine grunt who seemed surprised to stumble a person than anything. Janet charged towards the Marine and she pummeled his chest with the back end of the spear. She didn't use any explosions, as she wouldn't want to attract any unnecessary attention when there's a marine ship right beside.

Tying up the Marine that was knocked down, she put on his marine uniform as she stuffed the unconscious man into her bedroom. It was a bit loose, but its a good fit if she wants to blend in. [i]First off... I've to know what's going on...[/i] 

Under the cover of the night, Janet headed towards the Marine Ship, with a disguise of a marine recruit.