Jessica Philomele. Simple girl, simple needs. Spreading wings to take to the skies of freedom over the neverending wasteland? Romantic nonsense, really - doesn't mean anything in the end. Nope, Jess just wants to blow things up. The elegance of the blast, the various forms and functions explosives can take, the simple pleasure of knowing you made something that can explode... Virginia doesn't really present a terribly interesting target, a frail, possibly sickly girl wearing little more than a sunday dress to protect her. With Healing Echo to ward off Virginia's pea shooter assault until Jess can decide on the best explosive for this job, today's detonation is sure to go off without a hitch whether Virginia knows it or not.
