Nishka yawned, not the first time someone had held a gun to her head. Though perhaps the only one this skilled. It seemed she wasn't the only who thought this guy was a total douche given the sword at his back and gun at his head. How very satisfying. [b]"Of course its a class activity."[/b] Nishka explained as she turned in her seat to face the doorway, ignoring the gun, she'd already played this game once before and found that she'd beaten the bullet so she wasn't overly concerned. Nothing has ever been faster than Nishka's abilities before, ever. When she was in danger time seemed to slow and she could make decisions with incredible speed. [b]"We were just testing each other's skills, just a game. Savy?"[/b] Nishka asked the newcomer cheekily. Obviously some sort of student council member or something. Nishka noticed the camera a split second before the picture so naturally put on a ear to ear grin for it. No point in looking less than her best. Then she coughed, hiding a word inside that everyone in the conga line could clearly hear and planting a positively malicious smirk on her face afterwards as she stared Winston down. [sub][b]"No balls"[/b][/sub]