[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location Building six:Armoury[/centre]


Niesha was relieved when Jim made this easy, listening as he spoke, before nodding. She grabbed a backpack off the wall, going immediately for a couple of flashlights so she wouldn't forget. She looked over the weapons, searching for what she wanted, for her own bow, handed over what seemed like two lifetimes ago. Maybe it was two lifetimes ago. Searching until she found a bow she liked, checking to make sure it wasn't labeled, Niesha held it in her hands a moment, drawing in a breath, and letting it out slowly. Her fingers curled around the bow, before she ran her fingers along it, making sure there were no faults with it, although she was sure they were checked when they came in. Satisfied, she quickly grabbed some arrows, spending a moment putting them in the pack, so that they would be in easy reach. She spent another moment stringing the bow, slinging it over her shoulder, the weight both familiar and comforting. It had been so long since she'd had a bow. 

Thinking, she eyed the other weapons. She'd need something else, for when the bow couldn't be used in close combat. Something sharp. She scanned the options for a moment or two, before grabbing an axe. Part of her thought a baseball bat was too… comic book like. Besides, if the corpses were fresh, it might take a few swings to break through the skull and damage the brain enough. Safer to stick with the axe. A good swing, and they were dead dead. She slipped it through a belt loop, making sure it wouldn’t move and stab her, before she looked to other things they might need. 

Taking Jim’s advice, she grabbed a few flares, sticking them in the pack, making a mental note of where everything was, for easy retrieval. Going through this, she grabbed a lighter, making a note to go get some water, and some food- just in case they got stuck outside the walls for the night. It was always good to be prepared. She cursed silently to herself. She should have thought to get some first aid supplies, some basic stuff, from Medical before leaving. 

Sighing to herself, she approached Jim, so he could check everything off. [color=yellow]”i think everything is okay”[/color] she said softly, in case he didn’t see her approach.