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While Natasha went up into the building to get her boyfriend, Dyomie stayed behind with her sister. She looked around. There wasn't much in the garage, but there were a spare few things here and there. Dyomie took out one of their bags and started putting whatever she could find inside it; be it tools, a pair of roller skates, and something random on the ground that she didn't look to closely at.

"Dy?" Marie said. Dyomie looked over to her sister who was hugging herself, "What happens now?"

Dyomie knew what Marie meant. It wasn't just what happens next, but what happens when they get out of the city, or if they survive, "Honestly Tidbit I'm not sure. The best we can do now is survive, for each other. Live from day to day or second to second. I doubt there will be much planning after all this." She said walking over to Marie and hugging her. Everything was quiet, which left Dyomie a bit unsettled, but she knew that at this moment they were safe enough to just hold each other. Natasha came back into the garage with the door banging loudly, a man coming behind her. The two got into the car, with the sisters scrambling in after them.

"We should be safe in here, that gate is secure enough to prevent anyone or anything getting in. It’s the same with the staircase, we could stay here the night and then go to the police station during the day? It’d probably be safer," Natasha said.

Dyomie looked to her sister who was unwilling to hold a gaze with anyone. She would love to keep her sister safe for the night, but just because this cop believed this place to be secure Dyomie couldn't help but think of those things busting down her door. Plus she doubted if anyone was going to get sleep tonight and if they weren't going to sleep then they should be trying to put distance between themselves and the city. "I think we should head to the police station. You said their would be weapons and I think we should keep moving. If we stop that will give these things time to find us and catch up. We should just keep moving," Dyomie said. The thief was pretty sure that this woman was going to start fighting with her, but surprisingly no words were exchanged, just the car starting to move again.

Outside it was complete chaos. Cars were crashed on the sides of the roads, bodies were everywhere, and small fires starting in some of the buildings. It certainly did look like the world had ended with them passing slowly by it. Some of the walkers had taken interest in the moving vehicle, but thankfully there was enough stuff between them and the walkers that the things were stumbling slowly to get to them. The station wasn't far from where they had left, but it had taken longer than it would have on a good day, what with the traffic and the fact they had to drive through some allies at times. When they pulled up to the station however, Dyomie was starting to regret her choice at coming here when it was getting so dark.

Walkers were surrounding the station, stumbling aimlessly around the building. They had parked a little ways away when they noticed the walkers in the distance. The cop turned the car off, hoping none of them had taken notice in the noise of the engine.

"What now?" Marie asked. Dyomie dragged her hand over her face as she thought. It was too late to head back to the safety of the garage now and they needed whatever weapons they could get, meaning they had to get inside that station.

"We'll have to clear it out so we can give ourselves more time to gather whatever weapons are left," Dyomie said. Her brain worked hard at trying to figure out how to do this. She was a thief, sure she wasn't used to killing monsters, but essentially what they were doing was going to steal weapons. Something clicked in her head. They were just here to steal. She looked towards the walkers as they walked back and forth, just like guards. This was like any other mission she had accomplished so far, she was telling herself, the only difference was she was going up against monsters who seemed to like the taste of human flesh and she didn't know where anything was, she would be going in blind in other words.

"Alright, blondie you're with me. We'll have to take these things out one at a time and as quickly and quietly as possible. We'll clear a path out here so when the inside is safe you," she pointed to the guy, "and Tidbit can run in quickly if needed, but don't come in until I tell you Marie. Still have your walkie?"

Marie nodded.

"Good. Now blondie, since this is your station you're the best one to help me figure out where these weapons are, so you'll need to stay behind me every step of the way and take out any of these Cretans that come too close. I'll head out in front and take out as many as I can. We'll move step by step in this, the trick is to keep going only stopping for a few seconds and don't make any noise; breathe through the nose and walk on the balls of your feet; always stay in a position that you'll be ready to fight in, elbows in, a good balanced position; and most importantly no guns," Dyomie said giving Natasha instructions. She looked towards the building. The walkers were mostly crowded around the front door and windows beside it. There was a door on the side, but Dyomie planned to go to the roof in case it was jammed, locked she would be able to deal with but jammed would cause too much noise to get through. She took a deep breath and got out of the car, swinging her backpack over her shoulder. They would have to look for something to use as weapons now since their guns would be staying with Marie and the Natasha's honey. There were two bits of metal, probably from something that had broken off there. She picked them up and gave one to Natasha.

"Ready blondie? Though honestly it doesn't matter if you are or not," Dyomie said as she made her way to the station. Her movements were that of a trained thief, quick, quiet, and sure footed. She was constantly looking in every direction she could and the bar she had in her hand was raised and ready to hit something. Just another day at the job, she kept reminding herself as they neared the station, their direction towards the side door, sidelining away from the big crowd of walkers out front.