A few hours had passed since she had spotted that ship coming down from the skies and yet she had yet to hear anything outside of the plane. It was dark out, pitch black, but she had yet to fall asleep. Instead she lay awake, waiting and listening. Why was it the silence outside worried her more than hearing evidence of those Lunairans? Maybe it was the not knowing. Being unsure of what was going on was something she wasn't used to and it made her feel so weak. She shouldn't feel weak. She was powerful. Far more powerful than any human that had once lived on this planet. After all, her mother had been Lunairan. Lunairan blood ran through her veins. 

And yet...she was afraid. Afraid and angry at these Lunairans. And, as strange as it was considering what she is herself, she hated Lunairans. She wanted them to leave, both out of fear for her life and for the hatred she felt toward all of them. 

Yet...what if they didn't leave? What if this arrival of the Lunairans...was permanent this time? 

Very slowly, Castiel sat up from where she lay on the bed and moved from the end of the plane to the side door, reaching up on her tip toes to sneak a peak out of it. Nothing. Maybe the Lunairans hadn't come to this side of the city yet? Maybe it was still safe to travel? It was possible. After all, they may have had a lot of ground to cover and hadn't made it this far into the district yet. Whatever the reason they weren't near by, she needed to take advantage of this and gather more supplies and weapons. Who knew how long she might be cooped up in this place when they finally did start searching her area. She needed to be prepared when that happened. 

Nodding to herself once she had that in mind, she rushed over to grab her backpack, throwing it onto her back. Pushing open the heavy metal door for the second time that day(which was more than she had in months), she quickly made her way down the runway and climbed to the top of the fence. Once at the top, she scouted the area, looking around with wary eyes for anything that might seem suspicious. Once again spotting none of the Lunairans. 

She moved quickly, hopping down to the other side of the fence and landing gracefully before she continued to move toward the city, "So far so good..." She moved into the thicket of the city, first moving to go to the supplies store, hoping to grab mainly water bottles for now and just a little bit of food. Food she could ration and find easily, water though was something she couldn't go without.

As she headed toward the food store though, she saw something she didn't expect to see. Approaching the creature laying on the ground, she slowly crouched to look at it. Dead animals was nothing new. Animals died all the time of either starvation or of being eaten by other animals. But this dog looked at least fed enough to not have starved and there was no blood to show he had been attacked by another animal. She curiously ran a hand over his fur and mumbled to herself, "What happened to you....?" Maybe coming here wasn't such a good idea. She needed to get her rations and leave.

Quickly rising to her feet, she moved to the food store right up the street and went around back. This particular store she had found years ago and while there was no windows to break and both doors were locked. There was a place there that had a metal door to which the food used to be brought in and though the metal door was down and barred, she had learned years ago that she could pry a small corner of the metal door up big enough for her to crawl through. She smirked to herself as she approached it, doing just that, prying the door up and when she had crawled through it slammed back into place. She crawled into the dark and dusty storage room, making her way from there and into the main market section of the store where she set her bag down before going to her gathering. 

She put water bottle after water bottle in her bag, stacking and fixing them so she could fit as much as she could in there as possible. She moved quickly and quietly, not daring to make a sound. Though it was as she did continued to fill her bag, that she hear the very familiar sound of the metal door. Someone was pulling back the corner she had pulled back to get into the store, and whoever this was, she didn't want to meet them. 

A Lunairan. 

Her heart beat fast in her chest and she could feel her panic rising as she crouched there next to her bag full of waters. What could she do? If she ran surely, she would run into them on her way back to the storage room. What if she hid? Would they find her? No. No, she couldn't hide. She would be a sitting duck and then this person would find her and kill her with ease. She had to be smarter about this.

Hastily zipping up her bag, she put the strap over one of her shoulders and crawled to the end of the isle, peaking around the edge of the shelves to see a silhouette with glowing eyes enter into the dark store. Evelynia was frozen with fear for a moment, but she was quick to get a hold of herself and back back down the isle, and move toward the other end of the store, where many of the outdoor supplies where. There she saw some fairly sturdy looking shelves. She was light and they would surely hold her.

Silently climbing up the shelves, she found they were very tall and sturdy. She was able to get to the top shelf, and hidden in the dark of the store, she was hidden in the shadows. She crawled swiftly and silently along the top shelves, high enough and close enough to the ceiling to go unnoticed. She traveled this way, going unnoticed until she was at the section of shelves high above where the Lunairan was standing. 

She crawled behind a large and heavier set of boxes, pushing and attempting to move the things with her physical strength. When that failed her, and she found she couldn't. She placed her hands against the boxes and concentrated her abilities. With both a physical and mental shove, the boxes came tumbling off of the high shelf, raining down on the Lunairan below.

She moved quickly, leaping down from the top shelf and landed gracefully into a crouched position, looking up at the alien, on blue eye meeting the stunned and dazed set of purple. That didn't last but a second though. She needed to leave before he came out his daze caused by the pile of heavy boxes falling on him. Soon she was scrambling to her feet and running back toward the storage room. She had made it to the entrance when she heard the shuffling of boxes being pushed from the Lunairan and felt his presence just a bit behind her. 

She swiftly made her way through metal door and in the process, the corner slammed down in the aliens face, giving her more time to make her escape.

Evelynia knew this city very well. After all, she had been living near here for four years and that was an advantage to her because this alien chasing her didn't. Yet, he seemed to be doing very way at catching up to her which was why she was throwing things back at him and in his path every chance she got. She moved from the streets to the alley ways, turning corner after corner, hoping to throw him off, but so far it wasn't working very well. Turning another corner she moved to quickly pull on something on the side of one of the buildings, the ladder sliding down with a rough tug at the rusted metal and she began to climb swiftly up. The Lunairan was right on her tail and, looking down, she kicked out her foot, knocking him unexpectedly in the head, causing him to fall back off of the ladder and land on his back. Not high enough to really injure him unfortunately, but enough to stun him once more and given her more time to run. She scrambled onto the roof of on of the buildings and even when she was up, she could hear the metal of the ladder shaking as the alien began climbing up as well, already recovering from the kick and the short fall.

She cursed and started running again, jumping down the one of the other roofs and doing the same across some of the other roofs as well. She was doing well at this at first, that was, until she felt a body make impact with her back. The two went tumbling and she was struggling against him, the two struggling with one another to pin the other down on the rooftop. In her tumbling about, she somehow managed to grab her pistol from her waistband and struggled with him more, attempting to get it pointed to this Lunairan on top of her. She had it pressed to his head for just a moment, yet by the time she pulled the trigger, her arm was shoved just slightly, so that the bullet went right past his head, the [i]bang[/i] of the gun causing them both to go momentarily deaf. 

Clearly the loud noise of the gun worked to her advantage, as she was able to shove the man off of her so that she could scramble to her feet, and backed to the edge of the building, holding her gun out in front of her so that it was pointed to him, finger going back to the trigger, pressing down to shoot and kill this Lunairan.