Jynx didn't respond. She did, however, tear her eyes from Becca (finally) and turn to the commotion that was going on not too far off.<br/><br/>One saurian roar made her grin. Deathclaws.<br/><br/>Another long, slender blade extended from the bracer on her other arm, and the crazy girl licked her lips, settling into a half-crouching stance. She started slowly moving toward the cacophany not far away, completely ignoring the previous threats of the masked man. Deathclaws were always so much fun... and if you could chew through their tough hide, they were also delicious. Deathclaw jerky was one of Jynx's favorite snacks, besides human.<br/><br/>Her slow walking turned into a determined loping, the pink-haired freak darting from cover to cover and keeping low, hiding behind shadows and making barely a sound. She had to surpress a giggle when she heard another roar.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>