Ash looked up when he got up. He walked out of the room and she rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands. A small cat-like yawn took over and she blinked sleepily a couple of times. She heard some rummaging around and tilted her head to the side, as if to listen. Her soft brown hair fell her in face and her soft pink lips painted a smile. Then Toby came back and threw something to her. Fumbling a bit clumsily she finally got a hold on the hard thing in her hands. It was a gun. Her stomach knotted up a bit.<br/><br/>"Steiner and the soldiers are gone, they've gone to Pier One and there are survivors there," Toby said, back to his serious self, "We don't have enought supplies to last another day so we have to leave while we still can."<br/><br/>She watched him stuff things into a pack, her eyes showing her uneasy feelings on him going outside. Sighing she guessed there was no other way. Then she remembered that her own pack was hidden in a run down old car outside. she stood up and while he was still packing went outside. She was cautious and careful, like she always was, and then darted to her hiding place. Grabbing her own pack she raced inside.<br/><br/>"Well, alright but let me change first," she said softly.<br/><br/>Quickly she went into a old bathroom and redressed. She came out and slung her bag over her shoulder, gun in hand.<br/><br/>"Alright," she smiled, "I'm ready."<br/><br/>((She changed into something like this:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i355.photobucket.com/albums/r478/gaaraxnami13/Decorated%20images/GiseleBundchen.jpg">[ img ]</a>))