While Gered went to get the message for him, Zitka took the chance to slip upstairs. Dripping water the whole way, she wondered where she should get a piercing.... She wasn't likely going to get a tattoo, too easy to be identified if a piece of clothing slipped. A piercing in the right spot... Couldn't be seen as well.<br/><br/>Going to her room, hidden by a false part of the ceiling, Zitka looked over her things. She put on her clothes, sliding the two daggers into their hiding spots and slipping on her armor. Zitka was lucky enough to have run into it, the shirt of mithril chain somehow made her quieter and better apt at hiding. She strapped the hand crossbow and the quiver full of bolts around her waist, resting just above her butt. Following these came her paired short swords and bracers that gave her just enough strength so that the stuff didn't weigh her down too much.<br/><br/>She looked out of the arrow slit built into the side of her room, just large enough that she could spy on anyone at the entrance to the bathouse. Never knew if some mark she targeted in the past wanted revenge.... Of course Ahri was standing out there, waiting. Grabbing her loop of rope and grappling hook, Zitka leaped out the side window, which opened into an alley. She jumped off of one wall, off another, back off the other wall, and rolled through an open lobby window.<br/><br/>"M'kay, you ready Gered?" She said, brushing herself off.