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Level 8: 017/80
Word Count: shor
Location: Egg
Points Gained: 
NEW EXP balance--- Level 8: 18/80 [/center]

	After they managed to defeat the Guardian, Jesse was feeling pretty good.

	[i]All right. That's done. I think it's fair to say we've done my tour of duty. Two Guardians? I'm sure the Seekers can handle the rest. At the very least we should return to the Oldest House and see what the others are up too. And shoot all my friends in the kneecap so I can friend heart them. That'll be a day. And if there is a Guardian up there, we'll need to work on that, too. Somehow.[/i]

	But when they got outside, Jesse was greeted to an unpleasant sight. Consul F, pleading for his life. For her part, Jesse didn't buy it for a second. The others, however, seemed interested in hearing him out. Jesse kept quiet, standing at the back. Her Service Weapon was out and she was charging up a Pierce Shot, but it was behind her back. With everyone else in front of her, only a faint glowing red light would give her intentions away. 

	Jesse would give him a few more moments to speak, to see what he would say to the others. But she was not watching just him. She was looking around the room, glancing about. She looked at her feet to check for opening pitfalls, and the walls for springing traps, and the ceiling for crawling monsters. And she watched the Consul himself. Waiting for him to slip-up. Any break in the facade, any seeming break in the act, she would put a bullet in him while she had the chance and get the fight started. There was a coldness in her eyes. Anyone standing at her side or behind her could see Jesse was giving off violent intent.