Jenna's day couldn't get any worse. While there had been a new batch of people to mess around with and torture, she had ended up biting off more than she could chew when she went after this little kid. Turned out he knew taekwondo. She had her butt handed to her by that little guy and she raged around for a moment in a rampage, lashing out at whoever she could. Again, she bit off more than she could chew when she lashed out at a demon. That also happened to be a master. Whoops.

Her back was still sore as she marched into her room and promptly headed to the bed to put her head in a pillow and scream in. And scream she did, the pillow effectively muffling her scratchy voice before she let go of the pillow and just remained laying there for some time. God did she hate being one upped by someone. She had grown to used to her position as a punisher and dishing out damage herself, rather than get her butt kicked. It was just...so frustrating. And maybe she could take it out verbally onto another punisher, she didn't know.

Lifting her head with a groan, she slightly turned her body to face the closed door. "Rrgh..." She pushed herself up from her position and began pacing around the room, just wandering in circles as she stewed in her feelings. She wanted to unload, somehow. But right now she wasn't feeling it, punishing other people that is. The punishment she had received was still fresh in her mind and she was not in the mood to get in even more trouble. With an angry huff, she stopped her pacing and walked to the door. She opened it and peeked her head out from the crack. Maybe there would be fellow punishers around here somewhere, she didn't know.