Jennah: *at first, she ignores the guard and continues to slice at the pile of flesh with the plasma swords, trying to insure that she had utterly decimated Hojo’s cell structure with the extreme heat generated by the plasma. She allows herself a small bit of satisfaction as she watches the flesh bubble and pop. Still, she refuses to assume that just because he’s a steaming pile of organs that he can’t reform. Once the batteries for the swords dies out, she snorts and steps back.

Tossing the used-up swords, she takes a step back then glances about at the guards that had entered the area. She chuckles at the few that run off toward the bathrooms, or wherever elese they thing is apporpriate. However, her mirth quickly evaperates into stoic seriousness as she looks at the guards that are still around*

Idiotic humans. You should have noticed that he was “weirdo” well before this incident. But yes, he should be dead this time around. *She snorts in aggitation then heads toward the nearest window, desiring to return to her adopted sons*