If ideas and feelings like romance weren't buried deep in crippled Russia, Ahra often thought she might find it among the ruined buildings. There was one in particular she recognized on her path to the hide out. A small building already, the old structure had endured time to be reduced to a foundation of sheet rock and wood-- the wind ran rampant all through the interior. There really wasn't much of a shell left, but she laid hands on crumbled walling anyway, eyes closed, and let herself be charmed by the promises of family and home.<br/><br/>A particularly hard gust forced Ahra's hands back into dirty pockets. She sighed as the magic ended and gathered herself to continue around the ruin. She was in no rush really, but was quite cold and her stomach complained of the three day emptiness. She kicked the mixture of ash and snow as she walked. Sometimes the wind would pick up the debris and fling it back at her, so she made a game of trying to avoid the small shrapnel whirling about around her. So lost in her precious moment of mental reprieve that she didn't notice the hushed voices over the wind, or think anything of the very dim flicker of fire in the background.<br/><br/>At one point she eyed a small rock encased by freshly fallen snow and delivered a swift kick. She knew the rock would bolt off, a symptom of her condition. Upon striking the small object with a comparatively large force typically the rock would have flown a reasonable distance, but the force the rock should have exerted back onto Ahra's foot was absorbed and added to the existing energy. Effectively the rock rocketed into the night.<br/><br/>Ahra was pleased at first, but then very confused upon recognizing the sound of stone striking stone. She looked up in time to see the rock glance off what appeared to be a cudgel grasped tightly in the hand of a monster. Instinctively terrified the girl took a few steps back, breathing very quickly and scrambling for her new weapon. In a panic she half haphazardly drew the gun and fired over and over again, sights waving all over.