The One. The Only.

Okay, yeah, this is Jenn. The one and only. Seth is not available because he's in excruciating pain from about the waist up. He was doing some serious weight training today and then that was followed by a shooting class with the best sniper in Troy's facility.
So yeah, occasionally we hear these grunts as he rolls over and hits his funny-bone or something. Wait for it...

...there he goes again.

Say hi, Seth!

...

He just told me to shut up. Hahaha. But that's what I get for playing with his hair today, so he's pretty mad at me. I'm trying to convince him to let me shave his head into a Mohawk, 'cause that'd be SICK. He said no, of course.

You probably don't know much about me. Here's a brief description of me:
Name: Jennifer Drew Langly
Sex: Female
Age: 14 (and a HALF of a half!)
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Birthday: January 15, 1994
Height: 5"3
Weight: Average

And here's Seth's, just for kicks:
Name: Seth Ethan Shepherds
Sex: Male
Age: 14 and 3/4
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Birthday: November 11, 1993
Height: 5"6
Weight: Thin

I pretty much do nothing other than fight training while Seth gets to do all the fun stuff. :(
It's not fair. But I do get to be his side-kick. So that's something.
I tackled a bodyguard today....and lost.
Seth tackled two at once. And won. God, Seth's a beast. He has a frigging four-pack. Ug! I'm just thin and scrawny. Not useful for much. XD

More later,

Jenn

And Now For Yet More Bloody Noses...

Okay, So today I got another bloody nose in the shower. I don't know if you know, but lots of blood and lots of water does not smell okay, especially when you've got all your life juice flowing through one nostril and you totally can't do squat.
So Felix walks into the bathroom (like I'd hoped he would), so I yell at him to get me a bag of ice from the kitchen.
And by the time he comes back, I am laying on the floor with the towel wrapped around my waist and two fingers in my right hand squeezing the skin at the base of my nose.
"Dude, you've got blood right here," he said, motioning.
I shake him off and he hands me the ice. I press it to my sinus cavity.
At this point, my throat's really begining to sting. Swallowing blood not only makes you want to puke, but it makes you feel like you've swallowed a hedgehog.
When it stops, I stand up and pull the bag away. And there is, in fact, blood right there. You, every one of you, trace the middle line of your neck down until you reach a hollow between your coller bone. There was a nice, lovely clot of blood in there.
Felix laughs from the corner of the bathroom. "You look like Vlad the Impailer."
I look at him and he rolls his eyes. "Dracula."

Horray for bloody nose stories!! Now I can tell all of them to Jenn! I'll bet she freaks out. Ha ha.

Over.

Seth