[center:2ouy0hu4][[Grahh, sorry I haven't posted for a while. I'm getting these random headaches that just put me off.]]
"No Jack, different time. Speaking of worlds, where exactly are we?" she asked. She had no idea where on earth she was. All she knew was that she was here and had flaking mud all over her because of Jack.
Catching the bag, Komar fluffed it a bit. Eh, she had slept on worse. Artifical limbs were a whole lot more uncomfortable than this. They didn't even feel like real arms until they were connected to people.
She was about to ask another question, but was stopped by her jaw dropping at what Jack was doing. "Jack, that's not very nice, you know" she said, tsking as she waved a finger at him. Oh well. It wasn't like she could make him give back the man his blanket.
A thin eyebrow raised as he made a series of gestures at her, none of which she understood. "Jack, I don't speak in sign language." However he just dropped and covered himself.
"You bet to hell I want to..." she said, blushing moments afterward. That sounded really, really wrong. "I-I mean after the mud and all... argh, just shut up and go to sleep" she said, frustrated. She threw the bag to the ground, lowering herself next to Jack.
Pulling up one side of the blanket, she crawled under it before laying down to get comfy. Satisfied that no rocks were sticking into her side and that her head was comfortable enough, a sigh left her throat.
However, she had the strangest urge to punt her butt backwards and kick Jack out of the blanket. Smirking, she gave a quick thrust back with her bottom, clutching to blanket to her chest. "Thank you" she said rather smugly.[/center:2ouy0hu4]