"Don't touch me" Isana flicked his hand off her shoulder, getting back on her feet. Physical contact right now caused her to feel an incredible amount of distress.<span style="font-style: italic">She spoke like she knew you.</span>"I don't know her." She straightened up, "Just... lead the way." She still felt a degree of nausea which did not seem to lessen, but she forced herself to walk after him.<span style="font-style: italic">This is nothing. This is nothing. This is nothing.</span>"It okay," She breathed to herself.<br/><br/>After walking for a bit, she signaled to Nakahiro for her nomination of a target. Without even so much as waiting a second, she ripped the ziplock bag apart, stuffed it onto her pocket and donned her mask. It was some sort of latex mask with bits of metal embedded in it. Comfortable and very breathable. The only downside was that the lens were scratched. She leaped into action, kicking up a cloud of dust as she landed on a very confused highschool girl. "Surprise!" She snarled, striking her once in the throat just enough to silence her. Nausea got to her but she managed to get the blood basin out in record time. With her superior strength, she slammed the other girl onto the grate violently, drawing out the knife to slit her throat as the human thrashed beneath her in vain. She sighed, pressing her palm on her victims cheek, "Just stay still." She froze for a second as she felt a hand grab her face, a panicky grip. Inexperienced. She smiled, and then raised the knife up and stabbed the girl in the throat thrice and allowed the blood to flow into the basin.<br/><br/>"We'll need to pack up fast." She stated the obvious. "Put her in the bag and we can go back to process the meat."