Jade was sleeping on her stomach with one arm as a pillow and the other laying in front of her. The cloth on her back was slighty red from the mirror glass but stopped bleeding for some time now. She moaned from her slumber and frowned when she moved a little. She moved her mouth licking the inside as though she was eating peanut butter.
The sound of the lock opening interrupted her slumber. She winched from the noise and groaned in annoyance once her eyes caught the light shining her room. She moans again and looked away from the light and breathes heavily. A voice filled the room telling Jade to get up and head down to the Galley. Jade nodded and breathes heavily once more before getting up and taking her clothes off. Her made shift bandage came off sticking from her dried blood skin and she hissed a little from the cuts. Tossing the bloody gauze to the corner of the room and left it there. She searched for her bag and picked it off the ground. Digging inside she finds only a white long sleeve shirt, a black vest and black pants. Sighs in disappointment about her choice of clothing or what was left of them. She had no choice to dress what she was dressed before and tied her hair in a ponytail with a few bangs hanging in the front.
Making her way to the Galley she finds a plate of decent food on the table and was told it was for her. She didn't say anything except moving to the seat and bringing the plate to her. Finally, actual food for her to eat instead of a single apple. Taking the fork and stabbed the meal a couple times. Listening to the duo talk about the big job they had planned. She frowned at the words.
"Doc, hopefully we won't need your services but I imagine you have the med bay prepared. We will also need you to keep an eye on our guest."
She dropped her fork and looked at the two. "Well...I guess you don't need my help or my documents after all." She looked to King with a concern look and leans back into her chair. "Is it because I beat the hútú dàn in a fight?" She pointed over her shoulder with her thumb pointing towards Fluke then looked at her with a glance. "You're infiltrating into a high secured facility. I don't think bringing grenades is what you would call...'subtle.'" She scoffed and leans back into her chair with her arms folded on her chest.