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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 12:51:46 GMT -5
((I'll be on and off for a bit lol))
Rick awoke and and felt Becca sleeping behind him. He carefully moved onto his back and looked at her. After a moment, he unzipped his sleeping bag and sat up. It felt cold and he shivered.
Zara woke up. Her back ached from sleeping on the floor. At least she had the blanket to keep warm. The kitty was still there and she decided not to pet her for fear of waking her. But she kept her company, so she stayed there for a bit, wrapping the blanket around her.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 12, 2017 13:05:40 GMT -5
((Ringo is off Zara's lap.))
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:18:12 GMT -5
((Ah, my bad))
Rick landed hard, knocking the breath out of him. When he regained his breath and his composure, he took a deep breath, "Becca, what the H*LL?! How do you manage to fall off of everything?"
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:28:19 GMT -5
"...Oh really, now? You're lucky I didn't decide to hang this thing ten feet up in the air, just for kicks! Well... No harm, no foul I suppose..." He cracked a small smile. "But seriously, how do you fall out of a hammock? They're not that difficult."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:31:09 GMT -5
Rick scoffed in bemusement. "You're going to drive me insane, Bec. Actually, literally insane."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:35:34 GMT -5
"As are some of the worst. And do you really want to volunteer me for that experiment?" He retorted.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 12, 2017 15:38:10 GMT -5
Ringo meowed, big blue eyes sparkling
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:41:21 GMT -5
"We know. And youre getting me there." He replied.
Zara folded up the blanket and left it on the bench. She made her way slowly to the produce section, her back definitely ached from last night.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Sept 12, 2017 15:46:24 GMT -5
Ell woke up with a start as the voice happened.
Tamara stopped in her tracks.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:48:30 GMT -5
Rick looked around, he rolled Becca off of him and picked up his shotgun, looking around.
Zara jumped, startled by the voice, dropping her banana on the ground. She frowned.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 15:58:30 GMT -5
"What the h*ll is that supposed to mean...?" he muttered. "The food...?" He thought and suddenly tensed. "The food!" He ran to their stores of food in the freezer where he kept their fresh foods.
Zara looked down at he banana on the floor and picked it up. "What was that all about...?" She peeled the banana...
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:08:40 GMT -5
Rick opened the door. The stench of rotted fruit roiled out of the room, filling the whole area. He covered his nose with his sleeve. "What the h*ll... What the serious h*ell happened?" He stood bewildered. He walked over and picked up an apple. It fell apart in his hand. "no, surely everything else is okay. He went to check the stores of other perishables.
Zara yelped as the banana -- or a brown sludge that smell roughly of rotted banana rather -- spilled onto her hand and the ground. She threw the peel and looked at the small piles of fruit remaining. It was all rotted now. The colors faded to blacks and browns. "W-what..." Tears of fear welled in her eyes. She slowly backed away and slipped on the brown goo of her should-have-been breakfast. She ran quickly away, hiding in the changing rooms of the clothing section.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:22:02 GMT -5
Rick breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the bread and canned foods were okay. He turned to Becca, "We aren't going to die. I'll make sure of it." He lied. He had no idea if they would live or die. All he knew was that he would do his best to survive. And get as many people as he could.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:28:29 GMT -5
((Ooh, water also implies sewage, which means sanitation concerns plus no more water to drink. That means rations and dehydration, which means angry mobs. Electricity means food spoils, it's dark all the time, and probably looting, plus no climate control. Either is good))
Rick went up and hugged Becca in an attempt to comfort her.
Zara cried quietly in the changing room.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:38:42 GMT -5
Rick hugged tighter. "It's going to be okay. I'm going to figure this out." He lied again. There's no way to explain this. Even if there was an explanation, it wasn't one he could figure out. He wasn't a physicist or a scientist. He just knew enough to have fun conversations about theoretical physics with friends who knew as much as he did. Maybe there was another way...
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:44:13 GMT -5
((Lol maybe. XD))
"We'll be okay." He told her. He sighed. "For now though, we have to clean all this out to keep our other food good, alright?" He said, wiping off a tear from her face.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 12, 2017 16:54:02 GMT -5
Rick kissed her forehead and set to work clearing out the old food.
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