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Lorelei bounded up the stairs to the second floor, figuring there was less chance of being found there. She hoped most people would see that there was no sign of life on the ground and first floor and leave it at that. She chose an apartment that had a view down the street, heading towards the restaurants so she could see if anyone was coming near the apartment block. She lay every the knives out on the windowsill. She kept the spit in her hand, twisting the point in the ground. The apartment was unnervingly empty. There was no furniture to capture the echo, each movement bouncing back to her. Lorelei figured that they had ran out of time or money or both by the time they got to the second floor.

Lorelei took a shaky breath. She would have to head back out soon. She would need food, water, perhaps a change of clothes. Lorelei checked the map. There was a department store on the corner of Eastway and First. That was good. It wasn't that far. The only problem was that it was very close to the armoury. There was going to be a lot of heroes there. Lorelei dragged her bottom lip through her teeth. Well, wasn't that just fantastic. Her stomach rumbled. Looks like she was going to have to get food sooner rather than later. She slipped the spit back through her belt loop, taking the three largest knives with her. Closing the door as quietly as she could, in case there was anyone else in the building, Lorelei padded down the stairs to the ground floor, a knife raised in preparation of attack.

Approaching the first intersection, Eastway and Third Street, Lorelei heard a rattle of gunfire. Pinning herself to the wall, Lorelei felt fear grip her. She thought she had been afraid before, but this was different. This went beyond fight or flight. She felt like she couldn't breathe. What the hell was a spit roast spear going to do against a... Well, whatever type of gun that was? She might not even have time to check her map before whoever it was found her. She wasn't sure she could handle killing another person so soon after her first kill. Hell, she didn't want to kill anyone. That wasn't what she did. Taking a final gasp of breath, Lorelei darted behind the restaurants, hiding in the alleyway. She slowly edged away from Eastway Avenue, peaking around the corner to check the coast was clear. She caught the eye of a fellow red band, nodding in acknowledgement. He barely nodded back, figuring she wasn't worth dealing with right now. They all had bigger fish to fry. Like the fact they were hilariously out armed by the heroes. He pointed across to the next restaurant. Lorelei took the hint and darted across the alleyway, almost barreling into a bin. She hastily unfurled the map. According to this, if she darted up the alley, she could be behind another store straight across the street. She looked down the alley. The map was right.

Lorelei slowly made her way up the alley, saving her energy for the dart across the road. Taking a bullet to the leg didn't really sound like a good idea. Checking the coast was clear, or at least the gun wielding maniac wasn't looking her way, Lorelei sprinted across the street, doing her best to ignore the bodies lying there in the road. She heard a shriek and a green band came charging at her, a sledgehammer raised above her head. There's a lot to be said for stealth Lorelei thought numbly, raising her knife to cut across the green band's neck. She couldn't have been much older than her, Lorelei thought, looking down at her sadly as she choked, "I'm sorry," She whispered before taking off, realising that the abrupt end to the girl's shriek might well have attracted some attention. The department store was close now.

Finding the entrance, Lorelei slipped in, keeping her knife raised defensively. She was aware that she probably looked ridiculous. Everything in the department store looked insanely neat. An irrational urge to trash the place bubbled up inside Lorelei, but she ignored it. Wandering around, Lorelei felt herself begin to relax, there were comparatively few places to hide here. She wandered down the aisle, stepping over another body. Older than her, she noted. She across to other red bands, a blonde woman and a burly looking guy carrying a lot of cables. She held her hands up as a sign of peace, hooking the knife back in her pocket when she realised a raised knife probably didn't look that innocent, "Just looking for clothes," She explained before heading down the aisle. She grabbed a checked blue shirt, slipping it on and sliding her armband back on. She grabbed a pair of trainers, which were much more comfortable than her current shoes, and a rucksack. She wriggled her feet into the trainers before heading back to find the pair, "You can use my apartment for whatever is you two are planning. Well, it's not really mine, but I've adopted it for the time being. I figure we're better off together than we are alone," She said with a small shrug, "Offers there if you want it."

Kills:2 (green)