Joelle nodded and handed over a bandoleer of grenades. "Don't use all your party favors in one place, Paigey," she teased her sister as she checked her favorite sniping rifle one last time before following Paige. She stayed on the gangplank of the Zebulon for now, so she could pick her targets and use the ship as cover. She wasn't bullet proof like a few of her siblings. "Come on fuckers," she said. "Try pickin' on somebody your own size for once."