[4-14] The Town

[Amber Veritz]

As Arturia and Carmelita discussed what they should do next, Amber sat down on the second floor height of the fire escape they'd used to climb up the building. A second to reflect on her condition and situation. Her curiosity of this world had got her stuck on this damn island. She had thought about being stranded before. Being starved, completely dehydrated and no hope of survival. Although now that she looks at it, it was not as bad as she imagined. Sure they were stuck with no apparent escape or necessarily a hope for survival but they were doing their best. Amber had made new acquaintances and she loved it. Working with people other than her team was an odd change but it was thrilling. For once, Amber was not the one making all the big decisions. She merely helped decide the next course of action. Being a leader was her calling, but even the best leaders need a breather on the bench.

The pain in the faunus's knees had subsided, and she didn't feel so sickly anymore. It had not been more than an hour since she had taken the medication they found but just knowing it was in her system boosted her confidence that she would soon feel better. Amber took a deep breath and looked off into the midday sky. One of the few things that she could consider beautiful on this island, and she was not a girl just to call something beautiful.

Distracted, the zoned out Amber stared into the distance as Carmelita called for her to come down. “Hey! Amber come on, we're leaving now!” No response. The cat girl was too deep in thought. Carmelita raised her voice a little more. “Amber!” Finally coming to her senses, Amber jumped as her name was called out and looked down. “Uh, sorry! I got distracted.” She slid down the ladder to the bottom and met up with her companions. “I highly suggest we find a munitions store if one exist around here. I'm running dangerously low on bullets and I obviously can't provide fire support without bullets.”

“Alright, let's get Amber her bullets if we can find any, then we can look for a grocery store or something similar. After we get food and water we can hole up in a house, where there's hopefully furniture. Sound good?” The whole team nodded and continued on their journey of survival. They walked around the cars that littered street. Vines of weeds rose from cracks in the pavement that used to be a road. Carmelita scouted ahead as usual as the rest of the group followed behind her. After short period of walking, they did happen upon an ammunition depot. Unfortunately, all that was left in the store was ammunition, no extra guns for their secondary friends, who had settled with some extra knives the in the case counter. On the plus side, Amber was able to find her bullet type. Enough to make three clips in fact. “This'll hold me off for awhile longer.”

“Good, let's find some food, I'm starving.” Jeremiah said. “Alright, alright. Let's find a grocery store or somethin’. Carmel lead the way.” After leaving the ammo store, it didn't take long for them to find food. Less than a mile away, they found a gas station. It was locked up but Amber just smashed down the door with Razorback. If it was still locked, that means no one has been inside. Hopefully some of the food was not too badly aged. Looking around, they did find some food that didn't smell terrible and some freezer cooled food they could heat up. The paper on the cans were too worn to read the expiration dates. After a quick meal, the seven man team resumed their previous search for shelter.