Jasmine had been walking around the airport for close to fifteen minutes. She could feel the depression growing thicker from the survivors. For all the weeks that she had been here, she was still unable to find her parents, she feared the worse. Looking out across the tar mac from the window she could see the zombies off in the distance. She rested her right hand on her pistol, her left rested over her shotgun strapped to her shoulder. Looking around she noticed that the survivors around her looked jumpy. Some of the survivors kept eying her guns, feeling it best to not give them to much temptation she turned and walked down to the nearby hall. Images from the most recent person who had stolen a guards gun to blow their own brains out still haunted her every moment.<br/><br/>When she had arrived at the airport, she had been assigned as a guard for the fourth floor. Some of the older survivors had protested that, mainly because she was so young. Many had told Fitz that they would rather die then take orders from a child. Most still felt that way, even after the amount of times she had proven herself in combat. But she knew that some people would never truly be over some bios thoughts, even when it would be better to let them go. Looking around the hallway she sighed a little. There were fewer survivors here, and those here would not dare start a fight so near where the resident doctor worked.<br/><br/>Thinking it would be a nice surprise she walked to where Anita's office was at. The woman may be much older then Jasmine was, but they got along fairly well. Mostly, though, they talked about guns. Jasmine wanted to learn how to shot a sniper, but it was more that she wanted to learn how to shot just about any kind of gun. She was surprised to see that Fitz was standing in the door way of Anita's office. She stood there for a second caught off guard, partially because she was staring at his back end, and partially because if he turned around she might get another stern talking to for not being at her post.<br/><br/>Jasmine decided it would be better to not have to go through another of his lectures, turning around she walked towards the door she had just left, hoping she was silent enough to not get his attention.