[h3][color=gold][b]Jax[/b][/color][/h3]

The guilt that she felt was unbearable. There was blood covering one side of Aubrey's face and it was dreadful. She wanted to use her thumb and spit as a cat tongue to clean the blood off but knew it was weird and would not work. "I'm sorry, man I screwed up." Her body trembled a little at the thought of killing, why now did she feel guilty, was it because Aubrey seemed to disapprove of what she had done? [i]What the hell did I just do??[/i] With a shaky breath she replaced her gun into it's sheath in her workmen's belt with all her tools. It was leather and simple with a few attachments to hang her tools off of and a holster for her gun. It was her favorite thing besides her wrench and gun. 

Jax spoke as she moved to pick up her weapon, being sure Brey was strong enough to stand on his own, and putting her wrench back in it's place against her back. She adjusted her hat a bit and wiped some of the blood spray off of her face. "I'm glad you're okay, y'know for the most part. I couldn't stand seeing those assholes mess with us like that, I mean you especially. So I had to do something. Even if it meant taking extreme actions. Pirates do what pirates got to do. Never forget that" Sometimes she forgot Aubrey was her same age, even though she had feelings for him she also kind of saw him as a brother who she had to take care of, and that was weird. 

"You're right though. We should get out of here. Before he gets up..." She looked at the man who was now writhing on the ground clutching his nose in pain, blood was already pooling under him from the wound. In her mind, he deserved it just like what his friend got. "Or before the authorities come and throw us in jail." The thought of being locked up intimidated her. No weapons, no proper tools, nothing to do, no protection. As strong and confident as she was she hated the thought of being imprisoned and someone crazy getting to her. As she was thinking a cold gust of wind made her shiver, [i]damn, no coat still.[/i] "Come on Aubrey" Before she could grab his hand her own hand balled into a fist to punch his shoulder. "Let's go" It was a close call, she had almost shown affection to him. 

She hurried through the night, hoping Aubrey was well enough to follow close behind. They needed to find Winter at the least, wherever she was, was the safest, even if it meant not causing trouble. "Any ideas where Winter might be? With Levi or something? Right? Where did Levi go again?"