It wasn't often people saw a soft side of Janelle. Punch Up did for a short period of her life, but even then she wasn't too open.

Conditioned to be a cold, heartless killer...she hasn't done much dancing in her adult years. Janelle was a natural dancer. Her body moved gracefully. She moved silently. Freely.

She didn't expect anyone to still be in the building after hours. She thought the gym was free rein to let loose and have some peace.

"Wow".

When she heard your voice her whole body went rigid. Before you could backtrack on your outburst, she already had you against the wall, a cold blade against your neck.

"How much did you see?".