Kiht decided she was going to enjoy the vacation. She moved to just outside the shack. She began spinning and twirling her spear around in elaborate dance-like drills. Of course, she was only in her shirt and pants still. There was no need for armor. Kiht had nothing to do while they discussed her fate as a decoy... Fun times.
She could have talked to the others, but did not want to distract them from their work. Suddenly, she got a craving. Her drills came to an abrupt stop. "Hmmm pineapple juice. I think I will have some." She muttered quietly to herself. After all, what kind of vacation at a shack in La Noscea would it be without pineapple juice? She thought to herself.
Kiht paced back into the shack. She gazed around one of the rooms, and that was when Siha returned. Kiht followed Siha into the other room shortly after; slipping in quietly. Kiht was just in time to overhear Youkio and Clio's exchange about his 'dumbassed ideas'.
"Indeed, I would prefer to avoid death. I like you all, but I am not sure if I like you all to -that- extent." She announced to them with a hint of implied humor in her tone. She waited until someone's attention fell on her. "Where do you keep the pineapple juice?" She asked; assuming they even had that in the shack.
She could have talked to the others, but did not want to distract them from their work. Suddenly, she got a craving. Her drills came to an abrupt stop. "Hmmm pineapple juice. I think I will have some." She muttered quietly to herself. After all, what kind of vacation at a shack in La Noscea would it be without pineapple juice? She thought to herself.
Kiht paced back into the shack. She gazed around one of the rooms, and that was when Siha returned. Kiht followed Siha into the other room shortly after; slipping in quietly. Kiht was just in time to overhear Youkio and Clio's exchange about his 'dumbassed ideas'.
"Indeed, I would prefer to avoid death. I like you all, but I am not sure if I like you all to -that- extent." She announced to them with a hint of implied humor in her tone. She waited until someone's attention fell on her. "Where do you keep the pineapple juice?" She asked; assuming they even had that in the shack.
