Kylexx felt the entire atmosphere shift, felt herself become a target for something that had every intent on making her a puppet sent out for dirty work. She might be an airhead at sometimes, but she knew when she was about to be attacked, about to be used, or simply put in danger. Sighing, she eyed the two people from afar, counting on her fingers and thinking to herself before she had an idea.
She disappeared for a second flat before returning with a small brown bag and a butterfly knife. Carefully, she flipped open the knife and sliced her palm before she squeezed her hand into a fist and allowed the blood to flow through the bag's opening and to stain its contents. Smiling, Kylexx the tied the bag, shook it around, and then disappeared again.
It took a bit longer but she appeared, her eyes focused and trained on the building where the ships were located. Carefully, she began to walk towards said building.