Misty had spent the half-hour just fetching a bite to eat, to settle her stomach, as well as pick up a knife. Really, she couldn't do much with the knife, but it never hurt to be prepared right. It was good to know that their badges would keep people from bothering them.<br/><br/><strong>"Huh. Codewords eh? . . How about I just scream 'oh god oh god he's trying to bite me please shoot him in the heart'? Hmm, I guess that's a bit too long. Yeah, let's go with your thing."</strong>She probably didn't seem like she was taking this seriously . . mainly because Six was absolutely sure she was going to be utterly useless, unless there was a helpful ghost or two around willing to tell her what was going on.<br/><br/><strong>"Just warning you guys, I probably have no chance of successfully hitting anything with a gun, if it comes down to it . . so I should probably take cover if the worst happens. I only JUST got out of the loony bin after all, and they don't have firearms training as therapy."</strong>Wonderful moment to tell everyone you're crazy. Way to go Six!