[she frowns a moment, sitting up and leaning back on her heels. there are sounds nearly everywhere now; she can't pinpoint a location. one minute it's beneath them and the next it's coming from the kitchen, and then it's both at once. quickly, she signs:]
Something's in here with us.
[she stands up, eyeing the kitchen carefully. there's salt in there, and she usually keeps some on her, but not today. today was supposed to be a day they could just relax, to do whatever they wanted or needed to without interruption. apparently, asking for that is not acceptable. she pads over to her sword, which is blessed with holy water, latin inscriptions and protective signs.]
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Something's in here with us.
[she stands up, eyeing the kitchen carefully. there's salt in there, and she usually keeps some on her, but not today. today was supposed to be a day they could just relax, to do whatever they wanted or needed to without interruption. apparently, asking for that is not acceptable. she pads over to her sword, which is blessed with holy water, latin inscriptions and protective signs.]