She waited, crouching, nearby what she assumed to be the warehouse. Sure enough, there were several others talking outside, a few of them looking a little more than intoxicated. That's one way to get yourselves killed. She though sourly. Then again, these were the first few people she'd seen in months. Well, the first few survivors that looked like they'd live more than a week. Most of the few survivors that had survived the initial wave of chaos died within a few days. As the days went on, the population dwindled. Now, it seemed, they were all that was left. She let out a shuddering sigh. What she wouldn't give to take a nice long nap in a place that wasn't completely destroyed. Well... no time like the present.
She stood up slowly and began to approach the group. She had to take a chance anyway. Either way, she was confident she could fight her way out if it came to that. The gun at her back and the other strapped to her leg would assure that. Well, she hoped anyway. As she got closer to the group, she gave them a warm smile. "Hey there. Got room for more?" She asked even though she was sure the woman had more than enough room for all of them. They all looked pretty tired and rough. Though the woman seemed in pretty fine shape. How she manged to snag such a nice looking warehouse and apartment building, Lily'd never know. She chuckled. Considering how everything else in this god forsaken world was destroyed. Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes.... you name it, it was out there. It was still a wonder how the house she'd been staying it didn't just collapse around her and her aunt. [i]I guess miracle do happen, but then again, why would anyone want to live in this hell hole?[/b]