As Calista watched, what looked like another human came around the corner. A streak of light flew past her, blasting the  other  person into the wall. A cry escaped Calista's lips. "What are you doing?! They're-" as she drew closer she realized that what she'd mistaken for  a human...wasn't. Their brow was ridged, slanting towards their nose, their ears were large and pointed, and their eyebrows sharply slanted as well.<br/><br/>As Calista took this in The Advent held the weapon out to Claista. This at least was something Claista was used to; never waste supplies. Her father's words echoed in her head. Wasting supplies gets  people killed. No  matter how distasteful it is  to take something from a body, it's worse to starve to death  or be caught without  a weapon. She took  the strange gun from her, studying it.<br/><br/>"What kind of weapon is this?" She asked quietly. She'd never  seen anything like  it before.  Well, a weapon is weapon, so it should  be as simple as point and fire.