(where are you guys suppose to be at?)

"Its alright I dont need one. Ill manage."
Chantelle got her stuff ready and grinned.
"We will be fine"

(Outside the address on flyer.)

Micah
"Nothing wrong with being careful."
I say chuckling through the mask. I remove my binoculars from the bag and sweep over the windows. Satisfied, I put them back and hop out of the car.
"Let's go. "

(then you seriously need to read the previous posts. Because there are three people standing outside)

(They are pretty drunk, they haven't noticed yet. My next post actually states she see's people but is cautious)

Chantelle climbed out and finishes the Vodka before seeing other people and ducking.
"Get down, There is people over there."
She points over and they seem preoccupied.
"They haven't noticed us, shall we trust them?"

Micah
I lean against the car and think for a second.
"Sure, I recognize one or two of them from the market."

She waited, crouching, nearby what she assumed to be the warehouse. Sure enough, there were several others talking outside, a few of them looking a little more than intoxicated. That's one way to get yourselves killed. She though sourly. Then again, these were the first few people she'd seen in months. Well, the first few survivors that looked like they'd live more than a week. Most of the few survivors that had survived the initial wave of chaos died within a few days. As the days went on, the population dwindled. Now, it seemed, they were all that was left. She let out a shuddering sigh. What she wouldn't give to take a nice long nap in a place that wasn't completely destroyed. Well... no time like the present.

She stood up slowly and began to approach the group. She had to take a chance anyway. Either way, she was confident she could fight her way out if it came to that. The gun at her back and the other strapped to her leg would assure that. Well, she hoped anyway. As she got closer to the group, she gave them a warm smile. "Hey there. Got room for more?" She asked even though she was sure the woman had more than enough room for all of them. They all looked pretty tired and rough. Though the woman seemed in pretty fine shape. How she manged to snag such a nice looking warehouse and apartment building, Lily'd never know. She chuckled. Considering how everything else in this god forsaken world was destroyed. Volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes.... you name it, it was out there. It was still a wonder how the house she'd been staying it didn't just collapse around her and her aunt. [i]I guess miracle do happen, but then again, why would anyone want to live in this hell hole?[/b]

Gustavus eventually, after several hours wondering aimlessly, found the warehouse building, much to his surprise there where people already there, a even greater surprise though was those two moron, idiotic, selfish twats where also there and as of yet had not killed themselves from neither their vehicle nor overdose. He decided that it would. Best if he waited to see what happened then introduce himself, again.

Lily was thrilled as more people arrive. Her flyer had really worked. She was glad to be able to offer help others. Liz frowned at the Nan and woman that appeared drunk. Usually it was none of her business whet other people did but now it was her busy. Liz turned her attention to the girl that asked if there was still room. "There is plenty of room. My name is Liz. Welcome. Can I take some blood."

Lily blinked for a moment, unsure about the woman's question. "Uhh... My blood?" She asked, incredulous. Why did this woman want her blood? What purpose did it serve her? Did she want to know if Lily was diseased? "I can assure you my blood is clean, if that's what you're wondering." She told the woman, Liz? "In any case, it's nice to meet you Liz. I'm Lily." She continued, her skin crawling. She hated needles and she'd learned not to trust anyone from the get go. If this woman wanted her blood, she'd have to give Lily a damned good reason for it. She sighed and turned to look at the others nearby.

There was a distinctly blonde haired man standing nearby, watching them, as if waiting for something. Had he been here a while? There was another man that was very near Liz. He looked very gruff and worn... He almost looked... angry though she didn't really understand why. A small sad smile grew on her lips. Maybe, like her they'd lost loved ones as well. Maybe she didn't have to be as on guard here as she'd once thought. Though the two drunkards bothered her a bit. Well, maybe they'd settled down after a while. She'd just have to keep an eye out on them.

Chantelle peered over and nodded.
"Grab my hand, just act like we are together. Might save our ass'"
Standing up, she made sure she locked the car and had what she needed.

"Yes I know it sounds abut paronoid but I can not allow anyone to stay that I have not personally verified do not have the virus. I promise it will not hurt. You can ask Jeff and Sky." Liz indicated to the two she had already tested.

Lily looked back at the woman once again. Jeff and Sky? That was when she noticed the blonde haired girl as well but she couldn't tell who she was pointing at for the man named Jeff. Her eyes narrowed and her heart sunk but she held out her arm anyway. "Just... make it quick. I hate needles." She could feel every nerve in her body tense up as she prepared herself for the sting. It didn't hurt, she just hated it. She had no power over it. If she was doing it herself, it wouldn't bother her as much. Though... no... she might not even be able to if given the chance. She'd probably just refuse.

Liz smiled kindle. She mad sure that she was extra gentle when taking the Lily's blood. Lily poked the girl as gently as she could. The devious in her hand whined and hummed for a few minutes before the light flashed green. "Excellent. You can stay as long as you like."

"How curious" Gustavus thought " this lady does not take any chances", poked his head around the corner again and he realized that the two drunkards had left the horse lady behind "Typical" he sighed "Looks like I won't be seeing her again anytime soon"

Micah
I take her hand and say quietly with a flirty tone and a smirk
"You sure about this? I happen to be a very convincing method actor."

"I'm sure, just do what you have to do."
As they appeared and the people could see them, she lightly kissed his lips and walked with a flirty smile.

Amber shuddered a little as she finally woke out of her shocked state and read the flyer. Gathering up all that she could, she made her way to meet the others.

Micah
I lean in and whisper into her ear with a smirk
"I wonder who exactly it is we're trying to convince, ourselves, or them."

Marco was eating the bird he had shot down somewhat earlier. There was a gentle breeze where he was, and the grass moved slightly, but the fire was almost out. "Might as well do it myself" Marco said. He then put out the fire, and finished the rest of the bird. "I'm running out of food. I should go to the city before I starve to death". He downed a bit more of the last water bottle he had, and started walking towards the city. While walking, he could hear the faint sound of glass crunching, and he looked to his side. He saw a house with its window broken, and blood inside. He went inside, being careful not to cut himself on the glass.

He saw someone who had been shot in the head, from what looked like a pistol to the heart. He searched around, but he couldn't find anything noteworthy. He climbed out the window, but the glass ended up cutting his finger a bit. He saw that, across the road, there was a flier. He looked at it, where it said that there was a place for survivors. From the condition of it, it couldn't have been there for much more than two days. When he looked at it, he saw that the warehouse that the person was at, was a place that he always used to play at as a kid. He decided to go to it, where he saw that there were already some people there. He then decided to walk over there to see what was going on.