"He said he was staying at the clinic, so I suppose we start there." She muttered, adjusting her pack and begun walking toward the place in question marked on the map.

(Continued in: Lighthouse Ambush)

August allowed another smile to grace her lips, "Thank you. And I'm sorry, but I'd rather die trying to do this. Then die one that wasn't worth anything," She said lightly, she knew that to some she would seem stupid. But she knew her feelings, and this was what she had to do... "Well...

"I still have to try." She muttered, though blinked when he annouced he deciding to go with her. August keeping her spot at the open door, watching him lightly. "Why?"

August blinked, her head dropping some though the smile stayed on her lips. "I know... I know this. But what's the point in trying to stop the future?" She said lightly, bringing her head back up as she moved making her way past the table, and opening the door. "I know already I'm goi...

Her hands dropped from the table somewhat as she turned to look at him, hazel eyes flashing in anger. "I don't care... He killed her. He killed the only person who ever accepted me as a friend." August sighed, a small smile finding her lips. "I have to do what I can, even if it means ...

In the time since Kichiro left August had sat silently in a corner of the room, her day pack and bookbag lying close to her as she kept her eyes on the dark world through the window, though through the darkness light could be seen peeking from beyond the trees. Through the night she'd been unable to...

"You're welcome, if you ever need a place lay low feel free to come back." She offered, smiling lightly toward him from her spot, though eyes seemed focused on the darkening world outside. Was it safe to be leaving right as it was getting dark?

"You're welcome..." She said softly, a small smile flashing across her lips as she said the words. Watching him stand, she took a few steps back moving back to her seat.

"I don't know about the bat." She said standing, "Suppose if one of us could ever get close we could beat 'em over the head with it."

Picking up the small weapon, she pushed the blade back down. Stepping toward him as she held it out to him.

Taking the manual into her hands, she look to it before looking up at Kichiro. "But... what about you?" August questioned, why would he want to give up his weapon. Least a stun gun was somewhat better than a bat or box cutter, it had some power behind it.

August motioned to the bat, "That's mine." She muttered, bending over once more to pick up the box cutter. "And Terry's." A soft sound of annoyance found her as she moved to once again place both weapons on the ground. "I can't say we're the luckier bunch when it came to the...

"Oh." August mouthed, reaching down to the floor and pulling the stun gun back up in her hand. Holding up so he could see it, her finger finding the button as it gave a rather quick jolt of power through it. "Stun gun..."

"I believe so..." She said, thinking over her memories somewhat. Trying to picture the girl that Terry had mentioned, "I think she was sitting a few rolls behind Hele--" August blinked somewhat, finding herself unable to continue with the name. Great... now she couldn't even say ...

'Umi?' That name rang off a few bells in her head, though she couldn't quite figure out why... shaking away the thought she glanced back at Kichiro as his question came about. August sighing with a shrug of her shoulders, "For the moment, yes. I don't know how long we're planning to say here t...

August watched his movements with the picture lightly, "Do you know her name, or anything about her?" She questioned lightly, returning her head to facing down somewhat as she eyed her own bags across the room. She'd have to go through her bag later, see if she remembered to pack anything ...