"Not me," [i]The blonde-headed woman would say, the icy javelin still kept tightly within her hand as she simply returned to practicing her javelin throwing. Though another would take interest in the newcomer.[/i] "Eh. I guess I was." [i]Zara raised her hand, nodding towards Lyra. She was fairly scarred up as well, yet still remained pretty in some fashion.[/i] "Bored, and not in the mood to put up with the Dojo lot. Though I did send out a transmission.. fuсking hell, they're already coming."