[ POV: Scythe ]

Vinestaff, Doing whatever she always does often- watering down flowers around the garden as usual for nature or such, having her freshly time out. But she immediately gets interrupted once she notice a other phighter was entering her faction, looking behind- she see's scythe, known for being wanted serial killer. Giving her look of a frowned look as an expression.

"You? What do you want?."

She say's, gently putting down her watering can onto the floor, her right hand grabbing onto her own gear.