Sky had just been sitting in the room she claimed as hers since she arrived. Not socializing at all. But when Sky woke up the next morning she sighed and decided to head downstairs to socialize. Sky pulled out some clothing she had taken from the house and quickly changed into fresh clean clothing. She put on ripped skinny jeans, brown combat boots, a tank top that was tight and green, fresh undergarments, and a brown leather jacket. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail and let her bangs hang out. She ran her fingers through her wavy light blonde locks and pushed any hair from her pony tail that reached her shoulder onto the front of her shoulder. Sky then walked downstairs into the warehouse, her pistol on her hip in it's holder right next to her dagger. She just leaned against a wall and observed everybody. This was only a short stay for her. Sky needed to find her family. She needed to know if they were alright, especially her recently born baby brother. She really hoped he had survived through all the disasters.