Kassy resisted the urge to laugh as she watched Reese's cowardice take hold. It had almost been too easy. She was rather pleased that he'd shed his uniform. That made things less complicated. She stepped over to his discarded clothes and put them on. Her form shimmered, and in her place was Reese. Or, at the very least, a close proximity of the man. Getting clothes right could be a pain in the blowhole- even though she could see well at night, she wasn't all that good at discerning color. She made sure the jacket was on firmly, and put the goggles over her eyes. She hadn't been able to discern Reese's eye color, so she'd just made them a general brown. If she was wrong, the goggles would help with the ruse.

Inhaling and bracing her nerves, she stepped over to the rest of her group, trying to match a casual male walk. Her staff had been hidden just out of the way, buried in the sand. Thank goodness for Dima's fighting lessons! If things went poorly, she wouldn't be completely defenseless. 

Taking a quick moment to observe the group's movements, she stepped over to one of the cages, the one that Reese had set down. It held a beautiful bird, a predator if that beak was any indication. It screeched rather loudly, and she resisted the urge to flinch. Quickly she bend back the lock of the cage, making sure that it would close, but not lock. THen she set the cage down the the others. Picking up another, she did the same thing. If Pulse was a brutal sword, then Mirage was a hidden dagger. Hopefully she could damage the locks before anyone decided to speak to "Reese".