San Francisco, CA<br/><br/>Angel watched the people before her, a wide grin on her face. They were all crammed into the gift shop. Or what has once been the gift shop. They had long ago moved everything from it, keeping what was useful and trashing what wasn't. It was long hard work and Angel had chipped a nail or two. Which worked for her as it gave her a reason to tear off the fake nails she had glued on a week before the outbreak. Natural was a much better look on her. It fit her priestess appearance. The room was dim and smoke from the various candles they had lit floated throughout the room. The flames lent her an other worldly glow as it reflected off her sweat. Her dress fit in all the right places and moved when she did as she praised the great Dr. Kreiger.<br/><br/>Or as she appeared to praise the great doctor. What the 20 odd people didn't know was that she didn't actually believe the good doctor was gonna save them all. Or even the fact that he was good. His body language just screamed something was up but she didn't know much more past that. As she brought the ceremony to a close, she stood still as she felt the gaze of the people upon her. This is what she lived for. The attention of the people. The spotlight. Center stage. The only reason she had even became head of this whacked out occult to the German scientist.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before the people started to pour out. They were going about their various tasks for the day. Farming. Making sure the solar panels were okay. Shoring up the sea wall. Just another day in this fortress against the hell that had happened just outside their doorstep. As the last person left, she moved towards the back room and grabbing a towel, wiped off the sweat. Dumping it in the hamper to be picked up later, she went back out. Blowing the candles on her way, she took a step outside and lifted her face towards the sun. It shone warmly on her face as a small curved her lips.<br/><br/>"Let's just go see what the good captain is up too. I could use a diversion." Moving along the path, she headed towards his house. Either he would be there or someone would know where she could find him. Either way, she would get her man.