Shhh... I'm hunting bunnies...

Written at 2am, in the middle of a horrendous bout of insomnia. It's bound to get changed when I've actually gotten some sleep, but if anyone wants to look at it, please let me know what you think. The last half of this'll come along when the bunnies and I are on speaking terms again.

Gren. Vicious. Not mine. Never had it, never will. Damn.
( Spoilers for to near the end of Jupiter Jazz part 2, then apply the breaks and take a -sharp- left turn. )