Ivy sighs when Tony calls for lunch and relaxes. When the shabti headbutts her before stilling. She rubs her head and scowls at the doll. "Seriously? Just had to get the last hit." She sighs and starts to go to the kitchen when a new girl materializes. She winces when a blue-haired boy limps into the kitchen, then follows him. "Hey, you ok? That looked brutal." She looks around and frowns, counting one unaccounted for. The British girl perhaps? The nice one.
J.R. swings her leg over and kicks the shabti's head, having enough momentum to knock the dummy's center of attention off of her. She groans a bit when Tony calls for a lunch break and gets to her feet. She smirks a bit at the chaos of the new arrival and glances up to see her sibling slipping out of the door. She frowns faintly and silently slips into the background until she makes her way to the door. She slides smoothly into the crowds, keeping an eye on Reagan, mulling over what they could be doing.
"Sorry bout that!" The new girl calls after her accidental victim, a slight accent in her voice that would be hard to place. She grins and sheepishly rubs the back of her neck when addressed by an Irish dude. "Ah well, the name's Beni. I just got here; apparently I'm supposed to be here for some 'divine' business." Beni pauses a moment, then smiles. "Your like me, aren't you?" Her eyes glimmer a bright, shocking yellow. "Sekhmet. I do hope we didn't injure that poor mortal. It would be such a shame if his pretty face was bruised." Beni scowls as her eyes seem to dim. 'Behave yourself.' She sighs and shrugs a bit. "So much for a first impression. Sorry about her, she doesn't really know the meaning of manners."