Looking at the projected hologram detailing the bounty Jaime paid little attention to the man sitting across her as she filtered through the minimal intel and gruesome pictures. Her chin-length light-brown hair was kept in place with a pair of shooter's safetyglasses while blue eyes studied each and every picture without even flinching. Completely at ease in the noisy, smoke-filled bar she didn't even flinch as a brawl between to rough men broke out just a few feet away. Others pulled away and watched the scene while no one interfered. And while she could've easily interfered, a minimum injury ensured by the specially made, armored clothing, her interest was not on the strangers, but on the marking that was painted next to every single body in the picture. "Do you think it's a calling card or a warning? The mark." Drawing a circle around the mark she showed her copy of the picture to the man, and giving him attention at last after a long silence. "I'm betting on the last."