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He looks to her, his smile growing, "Glad to see ya smiling, Jackie." He looks back to the beans, "I know things seem grim right now, but we sure...
He starts up the fire and pops open the cans, pours the contents into a pot and holds it over the fire. "They'll be done in no time." He said...
He takes out the cans from the backpack, "Looks like franks and beans. Better than our usual." He walks over to their fire pit and starts to...
"Maybe... Maybe." He said, setting the journal down on a desk, "Maybe tomorrow. We gotta start a fire and get dinner ready."
He looked to her as he enter the building and dropped the backpack, "Just this backpack. Not sure what's in it yet." He looked down to it, the...
He rooted through the horrific scene and found a backpack. He picked that up and made his way back to base, visibly affected by the scene.
He looked to TJ as she made her way back to base, then looked to the warehouse and sighed. Someone had to check it out, might as well be him. He...
Breeze started to collect the scraps of armor and putting it into his backpack. He looked to a nearby warehouse. It looked like the thing had...
Breeze grins at the scene, "Aw man, this'll do us some good. We'll last much longer with this stuff."
Breeze follows next to her with a hatchet by his side, as his rifle was out of ammunition entirely.
"Huh, that could be pretty damn useful. Lets do it!"
He walks into the building and sets down the bat. "You wanna do another scavenging run or finish up those defense spikes?"
"Yeah... Ah well, c'mon. We can work on the defenses." He began to make his way back to their base, an office building at the center of town.
"Eh, it's something. Lets take this stuff back to the base then check the next building. Hopefully we'll find some ammo for the rifle." He said,...
Breeze pulls out a baseball bat from the closet. "Well, here's something we can use." He says in his usual raspy voice, "You find anything good,...
It's up now
Firebreeze is looking through the town, trying to find ammo and weapons, prepared to improvise if necessary. He sighs as he roots through a closet.
Here's who I'll use: Name: Firebreeze Age: 22 Gender: Male Race: Pegasus Appearance: a green coat accompanied by a messy fire-red mane and tail....
Go ahead and pick one yourself.
Okay, radical!
