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OOC: Yes, I know, a very descriptive subject heading, but Kythra's not a very descriptive person...*sweatdrop* ^^;
IC:
Kythra looked up with a bland expression, looking bored enough that it was all the more obvious that she wasn't quite as confident as she usually was about this assignment. Of course, she didn't realise how fake her expression looked.
She looked over the tall, slim girl who had addressed her. It took a moment to understand the heavy accent, but she knew what the girl was saying anyway. Those wings of hers looked mighty fragile...someone that delicate shouldn't be messing with explosives.
Kythra hadn't said anything yet and now she went from looking bhFormhorach over to what she herself had constructed. She nodded and looked sideways at the other student, orange eyes gleaming slightly. "Good luck...try not to get hurt," she said, though not in as unfriendly a manner as it seemed at first. Maybe she even meant some of it...then again, maybe not. "I won't tell you anything about my bomb, so don't tell me anything about yours either," she added.
She handed over her explosive and received Burn's, then ignored whatever the other girl may have said or done to concentrate on the task at hand. Kythra knew she couldn't count on too much time.
OOC: Part one...I just have to figure out what I'm going to do. *sweatdrop* |