WHO: Jakayla Shepard and Jeanette Voerman WHERE: Where the creeps are WHEN: Friday Night WHAT: Getting to know you on nightly patrol WARNINGS: Language, violence, graphic creature death STATUS: In progress
Jakayla wasn't a stranger when it came to making patrols. She'd been doing it for years, scouting out planets, trying to find specific people in the middle of a galactic war, and most recently, doing nightly perimeter patrols around the town. It was at least something that was familiar, something that kept her occupied and not thinking of the loneliness that she was feeling with the absence of her team. Sure, there were people around that she talked with, but there was a certain camaraderie that she'd established with her team, having worked with them so closely and for so long.
She wasn't opposed to the idea of making a patrol with someone else when the need arose, though she was slightly taken back at her partner for the evening. "Fancy meeting you here," Jakayla said, checking her weapons as she walked up to Jeanette. Given the little she knew of Logan, it was a given he wouldn't send someone out that didn't know at least a little on hot to fight and defend themselves. The question was, how much did she know?
"Since you're here, I know you have some combat experience of some sort. Any formal training, or just weekend shooting practice?" The question wasn't demeaning, just an attempt to determine how much training she had, and if there was the possibility of furthering any training in these lovely nightly walks under he stars. There was plenty of opportunity to do so, at least.