It was calm, boring... Bunny didn't bother masking her aura any at this point, and it seemed of everyone else she had the best advantage, being a Nocturna. That and her prowess as an adept, of course. She had plenty of time to swap mags, reindexing her pistol mag into the 'end' of her chest rig and tossing the rifle mag into a fold-out dump pouch at her back. After that, it was just...<br/><br/>...waiting...<br/><br/>Hours passed, and Bunny spent it being more aware than most around her, sipping at her water and snacking on some lightweight calorie-bars in her pack. When the drones reappeared... well, Bunny wasn't exactly equipped for the range they stayed at, and she didn't expect the gal with the assault rifle to take pot shots at that range for her. Best to just leave them be anyway; they WERE off the property, per SOP.<br/><br/>The sudden fog was... a little odd, what with how it came to be, and then as it suddenly seemed to... dissipate... something was reeking of magic, and the boat in the distance was at least a little concerning as well.<br/><br/><Can we get the two heavy weapons on those drones?> Bunny asks over their comms, not turning her eye to the boat. <Shaman, I've got a gut feeling here... can you tell if there's anything magical going on? That cold fog was a little odd...><br/><br/>Well... all they could do now was just... sit and wait, and keep eyes and ears open...