[sylvanSpider]

Ashi jumped back with a yelp, her skin giving a brief sizzle the second the sun hit her skin. She knew that the upperside had the sun, and that she had to be careful of it, but there was no way of knowing what time of day it was when being underground for so long. She sucked in deep through her teeth squeezing her eyes shut, “We couldn't have chosen to come out at night, huh?” She instinctively placed her hand over the burn on her arm wincing and blinked away the tears that threatened to spill.

The woman herself still looked very much the same as when they'd entered, excepting that she was now able to walk without a limp. Her introduction to the hunters was a rough one, but after all they'd seen, the bullet in her foot was the last thing on her mind at the moment. Her hands fumbled in her pocket eventually producing a small vial which she quickly emptied into her mouth. “There. That should afford me a bit of time, but we'll have to find shelter quickly—I don't know how long this lasts.”

“Here, lemme see,” Josef, a blonde man of slim, cut stature took the vial from the punk vampire's hands, looking to see if there was a label. “Three hours on average, it says. Five if you've fed recently, which we all know you have,” he looked over at Rin who was still observing the dismal remnants of the upper world. He rolled his eyes and looked back at Ashi, “If we move quickly, we should be able to find you something, right?” The man, once full of vigor, full of some sense of higher justice was now drained of his once full complexion. His face was pale, dark circles squat under his eyes, his lips were chapped from dehydration.

He took out a pack of cigarettes that he'd looted from one of the corpses along with a lighter and with shaky hands lit it. “The rumors were true. We killed them all for nothing,” he shook his head and sighed. “I guess not nothing. The shithead leeches are dead, so uh. I guess that's a good thing.” His eyes did not convey the optimism that leaked into his speech and he groaned running both hands through his hair,[b] “What the fuck do we do now? Find a place that wasn't hit? Shit, find a building or something. If we're being generous, we have five hours to either find a place up here or retreat back into the black market, or Ashi will die.”

Ashi flashed him a look that could only be described as saying Awh, you do care! and Josef returned this look with an eyeroll. “One thing is for sure, we need to find people. She needs to feed somehow, right?”