[4-14] The Town

[Amaterasu]

Fiara was still running after Okor when the... thing flew across the night sky. A shooting star? No, it was way too large for one. Plus, it lacked the characteristic trail. She shielded her eyes as she observed its downfall and realized how close that thing actually was. It wasn't soaring across the sky, incomprehensibly far away. In fact it was flying lower than an average bird's flight-height! She considered taking cover for a moment but when she realized how it was flying away from her current position and would not pose an immediate thread - not even with any shockwave that it would undoubtedly release when impacting.

The way it soared through the sky reminded her of her parent, Moegami the Phoenix... it gave her a weird feeling in her throat, and she swallowed. No, this wasn't the time to get sentimental, she had to get off this place! Though she trusted Arturia, she still had her life at stake here. She had to try and get off the island. Thus she stood up and expected to see Okor, but found that he was gone! Had he left when she had been distracted by the object falling from the sky?! Well, from the mutilated remains that littered the space he had been in earlier, she could at least tell that he had vented his pent-up necessity for violence, if only temporarily. And there, she saw his unmistakable footsteps on the ground where he had gone towards... a roaring sound of some sort. An even bigger monstrosity? Had he not had enough fighting, or was he getting suicidal? She began running. Okor may be... well, Okor. But, she repeated to herself for the Amaterasu-knows-how-many-eth time, he protected her, and could help her with escaping.

She stopped dead in her tracks for a few seconds when first one, then another crack of gunfire tore through the town. So far none of the opponents she had encountered with her group had been able to use firearms, so it was only right to presume that it must have been Okor's weapon. Or maybe one of the other survivor's. Hearing none more, she continued her jog. Okor may be decently quick on foot but she was confident in her ability to catch up to him. She'd just need to be careful... if he had encountered more opponents, which given his gunfire was a possibility, he may be enraged again. She'd need to be careful in that case, as she had been earlier.

When she rounded a corner, a metallic behemoth of some sort could be seen not too far off. She could see Okor just as he was climbing into it. No doubt must it be some modern thing again... Okor seemed not to have a problem with it. And there were others. Had they not noticed her yet? It seemed so, but she was going to need to change that. Sneaking up on them would be the worst possible first impression. Well, outside of opening fire of course.

"OI!" She raised her hands and held them out to her sides, presenting herself to them as a means of showing that she was harmless. She saw a vague shimmer of metal being moved and leapt behind the wall again, just barely dodging a bullet that whizzed past. The corresponding crack of gunfire was much louder this time, given the proximity, and her ear rung from the bullet that had flown past. "It's me, Fiara! Don't shoot!"

She heard voices speaking, but around the corner they were too difficult to make out. Okor's indistinguishable tone however stuck out to her. The others she did not recognize, but there were several. He spoke to someone for a short while before another voice, female, shouted: "You can come out - slowly. Keep your hands where I can see them!"

"Okay. I'm coming out now." She first presented her hands, palms open, then followed up with the rest of her body. The Plague Marine was eyeing her, as was a woman who wielded what Fiara presumed to be the weapon that had been fired at her moments ago. "I'm with Okor, I said. I'm not with... that disease, to the best of my knowledge, at least I'm not feeling ill. I'm just another survivor from the plane wreck."

"Is she speaking the truth?" asked the woman without turning her head, but it was clear who she was adressing.

"She's tagging along with me. Not our opponent. Probably not infected."

The woman considered things for a moment before lowering her weapon. Fiara sighed with relief and approached the metal behemoth. "I followed you, Okor, you know. You already took off while I was with Saber, but I couldn't stay with them. Are those friends of yours?" She could only see one other person besides the woman and Okor himself, another human-like individual either clad in armor, or a metal-man as Marcus and Vision were.

"Some of them." He left it at that, not giving any introductions.

Fiara decided to not press any further and just climbed onto the back surface, careful to keep a distance from the Plague Marine, then looked at the bunch of unknown faces, some of who were looking back. Unsure of what to say she spluttered out: "Uh... I'm Fiara Moegami. Nice to meet you all."