Niskha yawned, somewhat irritated by the whole affair. They either needed to shoot each other or stop pretending they were going to. A small rock bounced up and down in her hand as she viewed the confrontation somewhat skeptically. Maybe if she threw it just right, she could hit pink boy and the two cowboys. That'd be funny, but she didn't want to get into trouble either. As always someone had to try to be a spoil sport, it wasn't like blood was that hard to clean if you got to it fast. Certainly worth watching a good fight. Still, they were either going to fight or they weren't so Nishka leaned back against the wall and waited eagerly, though fully expecting a teacher to intervene and ruin the whole thing.