Fuyuki couldn’t help but growl a bit when Franz spoke up.  It was a surprise that he was so stupid to think an open shower was a good idea.  Or maybe it wasn’t a surprise.  She was about to open her mouth to say something when the Nun spoke up again, ending the argument before it started.  Always a good thing to keep emotions in check.  She just grumbled a little before slipping her headphones.<span style="color: green"> “Just, get dressed.”</span>She said to Siren before walking off at the urging from the Nun.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, she didn’t get very far in her movements towards the growing group.  She froze at the loud cry coming from the scenery around the camp.  From the direction of the Dusk Hive.  Immediately all her anger and other emotions were frozen over with fear.  That was another good way to calm all emotions.  Replace it with a more powerful ones.  She could hear the screech over her music, and saw the Dusk up in the air.<br/><br/>It took a moment before someone speaking to her.  She didn’t watch at what actions the others were taking.  Instead she focused on Blades at her question.<span style="color: green">“Umm… I don’t know… maybe?”</span>she said, her fear very obvious.   If not by her words, then the fact that her power was in full drive, causing a light misting of snow around her completely changed form.  Shards of ice also began to form.<span style="color: green">“I was never able to get through Blowtorch’s flames… not sure I would be able to freeze more than one or two before they could get close."</span><br/><br/>Unlike the others, she didn’t have any real bright idea.  She just watched as they started to attack.  Watching, and if it had been possible she would have blushed, as the alien in their group unzipped more of her shirt to give an even bigger view of her chest.  At least she thought so until the green girl pulled the pistol from her cleavage.  She had no idea what that pistol could do.  She instead worried about her own plan.<br/><br/>And she didn’t have one really.  She may be able to freeze some if they got close, then shove some spearlike shards of ice into their hides.  Or someone else could shatter them after she froze them.  She wasn’t confident of that plan because she hadn’t been able to completely counter their teacher’s fires.  At the very least she was confident that she could freeze anything they threw or spit at her before it could hurt or do anything to her.  She watched and waited.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>