Food, water, fluids, weapons, supplies. Enough to last for a good long time. Homura had not wasted her time relaxing; for the several days she'd been gone, she'd prepared to take off with as much as she could when the Compound let her go at last.
Most importantly, she had medical supplies. Enough to hopefully do something for a certain someone.
When the horrible sound had finally subsided, and the fences were clear, Homura bolted. Despite the amount of supplies on her, she moved quickly, decisively. She was going to keep looking, until either she found what she was looking for - or it was shown to her in the nightly displays.
It was several hours later, and deep in the jungle, in the pouring rain, when she had last found what she was looking for. No--who.
She needed only look at him for an instant. After that, she had no doubt.
no subject
Most importantly, she had medical supplies. Enough to hopefully do something for a certain someone.
When the horrible sound had finally subsided, and the fences were clear, Homura bolted. Despite the amount of supplies on her, she moved quickly, decisively. She was going to keep looking, until either she found what she was looking for - or it was shown to her in the nightly displays.
It was several hours later, and deep in the jungle, in the pouring rain, when she had last found what she was looking for. No--who.
She needed only look at him for an instant. After that, she had no doubt.
"Dr. Klim."
She was more than too late. He was beyond saving.