Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20190205035159/@comment-25924729-20190724073748

She squirmed and yelled at first, wondering why this woman was pulling her back. Her gaze was still locked on the boat, just a few dozen yard more... why werent they running!?

Then came the slap, and she tensed up. Jett glared at the woman, silent and confused. The woman glared back, she could read the frustration and anger in her eyes. She winced a bit, that face was so familiar... the same look her sister would give her nearly every day.

''"Reckless, incompetent as usual. Do i always need to clean up your mess?" ''Emily would say if she saw her now.

Jett hated that. She was the older, stronger one of the pair, a better fighter and the heir to the Falken family's lineage of proud warriors. Yet she had always lived in the shadow of her little sister, Emily the genius, the one who always knew what to do, handler of the ANGELs. Just... better than her in every way.

The reason she volunteered to lead this mission was exactly that. To prove herself once and for all.

For the first time that night, she really stopped to think. Dozens of SAINTs followed her on this suicidal quest, risking their lives, and she simply hadnt cared. She treated it as a joke, never taking the mission seriously, and when her allies started dropping like flies she panicked, just blindly running away.

Emily was right... she was just a reckless little girl. Not a hero.

'Im sorry..." she said softly, to Lustra, to her troops, to everyone.

The yell of a familiar voice made her turn, she cried out in relief to see Dust. Foul mouthed and snarky as ever, but she was glad to see him for once. Grinning through tears, she lunged and gave the man a solid bear hug.

"Its been rough. Were you shooting at us!? Dammit McCree! Ah shucks... still thanks for the rescue... lets get out of this place," She paused a bit, turning to Lustra. "Er... if thats okay, i mean. After you... "

She was strong, but didnt have the mind to lead. It was time to stop pretending she did. Jett was a soldier at heart, she needed a commander, and so she would follow their lead