Saki usually was one who would jump into a conversation at any given second, especially when said conversation involved whether she lived or died. But instead of jumping right in with her survival ideas (which were non-existent) she decided to stand off to the side, arms crossed, listening to a redheaded boy, another boy and the swordswoman bicker, exchanging ideas and laughing other ones off, not able to come to a conclusion about anything.<br/><br/>Her headphones were clamped on her ears as she did this, rocking her head back and forth, even though no music was currently streaming in her ears, trying to keep mellow about this whole situation. Because, the fact that they might be the only students left alive in this school, and they were<em>arguing</em>was quite scary. … It was better not to think about it.<br/><br/>In the end, the redhead decided to follow his own plan by hoisting himself up into the vents, and the swordswoman decided to talk a walk to cool herself off. That left the final boy, the one who didn’t seem to be catching a break by anyone.<br/><br/>By now, she had two choices: go up in the vent to get the redhead back, or go after the pissed-off swordswoman.<br/><br/>… Plan number one it was, then!<br/><br/>“I’m not much of a strategist,” Saki muttered, pushing her short blue hair behind her ear, “But I do know that if we’re going to make it out of here alive, we<em>probably</em>should all work together. After all, turning this school into a … ‘fortress,’ I think you said, isn’t going to be easy, and we can’t do that if one of us is up in the vents.”<br/><br/>She crossed her arms over her chest, motioning up towards the vent with a nod of her head. “I’m going up there to get him… to see if I can persuade him to come back.” She started to hoist herself up, groaning a little as she did so. “In the meantime, Strategist-kun, keep this room zombie-free for us.” She smiled as she said this… as if such a request was so easy.<br/><br/>With that, Saki was fully in the vent now, looking for the redhead who had disappeared up here. It was cold and cramped up here, but she didn’t have any other choice… hell, maybe he had made it to a zombie-free civilization! But she doubted that. She cupped her hands to her mouth, and called out, “Baseball bat-kun, where are you?” from time to time. Saki hoped she could convince him to come back; he seemed pretty good at keeping the zombies away with that bat of his. They could use all the help they could get.