Nikolav's heart skipped a beat as Rock stood up, but she was relieved to see he had calmed down. Not many people would mess with someone of that size, or a group the was with them, which made her glad. Her heart returned to beating normally as he stepped outside. She turned to look at the rest of her new companions inside by the fire, and listened in on their mumbled conversations. The voices in her head quieted down as she listened in. She wasn't very social with new people, let alone this many.<span style="font-style: italic">This is going to take some getting used to</span>, she thought.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Darina, Darren, and Rock to all be outside at the mention of someone or something approaching. That alone was enough to draw Nikolav's attention, and she watched them for a bit while they did their thing. Her heart skipped another beat as she heard the gunshots. "Well this night is off to a rocking start," she mumbled as she stood grabbing her shotgun.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Here we go</span>," the voices whispered to her. Her hand's running through the steps of making sure her gun was loaded as she walked towards the trio outside.<br/><br/>"What was that"? She asked loudly stepping through the entrance way behind them, her gun loaded and her finger held lightly against the trigger. Her other hand gripped tightly over the сука carved into the pump of her shotgun. She'd left her helmet sitting inside which she regretted as the wind whipped cold air against her face.