Karis nodded her head and ducked out of the vehicle to see what she could find. Not wasting any time she sprinted over one of the dune buggies that was nearby. Her eyes scanned quickly as she searched the vehicle for anything resembling a clip for the assault rifle. She fumbled with the glove box and found nothing before she reached in and checked under the passenger seat. Nothing. She had done a rather thorough but quick check of the first dune buggy with no luck before moving onto the second one only a half a dozen strides away.<br/><br/>She scanned through the second vehicle quickly and just finished checking under the passenger seat when the first flaming boulder came over the wall. Her eyes lifted up to see the large mass coming down in between herself and Jason in the M577. "What the....." She stopped herself short as it hit the ground with a thud. She jumped a bit, ducking behind the dune buggy, unsure of how the rock would bounce. It barely lifted off the ground again before rolling down the beach, like a giant flaming bocce ball. She watched it for longer than she needed to, but the entire thing was surreal to her for a moment. It wasn't long ago that she was living at home, with her father and three brothers enjoying what she could of their life. She was thinking of a specific day, on the beach actually just up the coast nearly 1000 miles from where they currently were. She was young, maybe ten and her brothers were throwing an old ball back and forth when it was missed and hit the stand, spitting up  grains into her face.<br/><br/>Jason's voice brought her back to earth and she whipped her eyes away from the beach and back to the dune buggy. Scurrying around to the driver side of the vehicle, she reached in and under the seat, shuffling her hand around before falling on what she had hoped she would find. It was a single magazine with 30 rounds of ammunition in it. It wasn't much but it was something. Something was better than nothing. "Yes!" She yelled out, excited that her dash wasn't all for nothing before she sprinted back towards the now moving vehicle. She caught up to it quickly, he wasn't moving very fast and stumbled up the dragging ramp, the sudden added moving being a little bit disorientating.<br/><br/>She nearly fell but caught herself on the wall and moved carefully over to here she had left the M16 sitting. Picking it up she inspected it quickly before jamming the magazine in. "I found 30 rounds...." she called over to him over the loud rumble of the engine. Now the second half was if the rifle would even fire, or if it was so old and ill maintained it would choose to just explode into pieces in her hands. But there was only going to be one way of finding out and she wasn't going to waste one of the 30 bullets she had testing it out. She would have to find out the hard way when the time came.<br/><br/>She sat down on a bench, peering out the back of the vehicle just in time to see a second fireball hurl itself over the wall, "Uhhh you need to move faster...." she muttered to him, watching it fly towards them.