Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160722105819/@comment-25924729-20170121083225

Barely a minute later, the VR room door slid open with a soft hiss, and Jett rolled out. The girl wore a towel about her neck, her limbs were coated in a sheen of glistening sweat and she panted lightly from exertion. She no longer carried her weapons, but remained in her wheelchair as she entered the hallway and spotted a familiar figure.

"Yo! Eridius sup?" she called out, visibly excited to see him again. She frantically wheeled herself after the boy until she caught up, only then slowing down to match his walking pace. "Where you been? I haven't seen you since that day, and where you headed?" But even as she asked, Jett's nose crinkled at the smells wafting off Eridius: sweat, smoke, grease... from broken training droids probably. All signs of a hard training session, and judging from which way he was headed...

"You need a shower huh? Ah well... my own training for the day's just about done. C'mon, i'll walk you there." she offered. Not that Umbrella actually had a choice, Jett would continue dogging him anyway if he refused.

They walked together for a while, with Jett chattering non stop, about the training, the base, movies she'd watched, stories about Hunters Victoria told her... Mundane topics, but Jett didn't care. For a reason even she couldn't explain, the girl thoroughly enjoyed Umbrella's company. At one point she asked "So... You saw me training? How was it? Did I do okay?"