<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>Out on the streets of San Francisco<br/>with everyone</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Tristyn did not respond to her last question whether to get patched up at the mall or head straight to Russian, leaving Danielle confused of what to do. She was the only one out of the group that had no major injuries. She had gone through many traumatic moments, but as far as her body was concerned, she had no scratches. Just a bloody and tattered shirt, exposing much of her abs and back and a dirtied pair of skinny jeans. She just sat next to her man, hoping her continued presence near him would give him the support he needed to speak or take the initiative and lead the group.<br/><br/>That was when Michelle came over and gestured her to get up and help Tristyn get on his feet. Danielle, finding inspiration in her friend, got her butt of the ground and threw one of Tristyn's arm over her shoulders. With his other arm over Michelle's shoulder, his weight was distributed evenly, but it was a difficult task to get him to walk. It was like the time where his bike's battery died due to his lights being left on. He rolled it down the hill, knowing the momentum could kick-start the engine and get it running. That was what Danielle thought they were doing. Hoping he wouldn't fall unconscious, Danielle, with Michelle's help, guided Tristyn to his feet, making she he took firm steps so that he wouldn't trip on any debris on the road.<br/><br/>Danielle did look up, first at the street she knew would take them up to Nob Hill and then higher. Another plane was circling in the sky, looking like it was unaffected by the solar flare. She looked over at Michelle, momentarily forgetting she was a pilot and realized, the people on that plane she saw was in the same boat. There was no knowing where that aircraft might land. There was a chance it could pile up on the previous downed plane, killing more people. There was also a chance that it could crash down on their way up to Russian Hill, or even Russian Hill itself. Danielle did not let the probability stop her though. With Michelle and Tristyn by her side, she didn't want to let them down. She put one foot ahead of the other and used whatever strength was left to heave Tristyn up the first hill.<br/><br/>She never would have gotten out of that intersection and up the street without Michelle's help. Danielle looked back at Sana and Mayson and wondered when they were going to follow.