She let out a shuddering sigh and pulled her arm away from Liz, glad that it was over with. Keeping her hand on her arm she turned to looked around. "So, why did you want to meet up at the warehouse? Couldn't we have just met at the apartments?" She asked, turning to look at her new what she would consider house mother. "Because I'm rather anxious to see the place I'd be staying at. Though, I can't really complain. Eh, just forgot I said anything. Sorry." She continued before walking into the warehouse to look around. Surprisingly, there was a good deal of supplies laying around in the warehouse. It was all very neatly organized too. How it managed to go untouched, Lily'd never know. Something told her it had been protected very, very well.

Her eyes narrowed once again. And now that she had her hands in it, she'd make sure that continued. There weren't many people to be afraid of but after the disaster a lot of animals went ape shit, attacking those few survivors that made it out. She'd been fortunate to have someone to teach her how to shoot when she was little. Her father had always been an avid gun man and when Lily was old enough, he put a gun in her hands and told her to shoot. From the disaster on, she'd used both of her dad's guns to fight whatever animals came her way. She had to be careful though, ammo wasn't common. She had to search for it. Back on her motorcycle down the road a bit, she had several bags of ammo. Finally she had a place to store it. Her eyes widened and her stance straighten as a thought came to mind. What sort of ammo did they have here? With a smile on her face, she began searching the room for any boxes that might contain ammo for her guns, or any other gun for that matter.

(Is this blonde man you talking about Gustavus?)

"Welcome all those of you wishing to stay please line up. Once I have cleared you your welcome to stay as long as you like. The warehouse is full of supplies. I suggest we go as easily on them as possible. You are welcome and encouraged to scavenge in town. If you do bring back anything salvageable. Even if you can't use it someone else might be able to. We much work together to survive. Do you're share and we will all survive." Liz stated as loudly as she could.

(Yes. Is he not blonde?)

(No he is I just thought he was hiding o,o)

Gustavus was deciding wether or not to Pproach these people, after several long minutes of arguing with himself, he decided against it and see if this lady was honest and not a slaver or a physcopath so he stayed hidden And waited.

(Ah, then I'll change it. ^-^)

"Might as well" Marco muttered to himself. He stretched out his arms in front of him. He then ran to the very front of the line to get cleared, whatever that means. "Sooo, lets get this over with".

"It's not that bad." Liz chuckles and draws the guys blood . "I don't think I got you're name." The device whirls and hums before turning green. "You're clear. There are plenty of apartments open next door."

John watched another girl go into the warehouse but he decided to go next door to the apartments. He walked inside and took the stairs up to the top floor apartments. His dad had always said, that if you can get the penthouse suites. He knew this apartment had the nicest rooms at the top. Most of the doors were already kicked in so he just chose one at random. It was nice to say the least. It wasn't too ransacked and it still had clean sheets. Yep. This would do.

"I have no idea. And what does she mean tested."
Chantelle waits in line and hides her keys down her bra. It was not something she would give away, or anything in it. Peering around, she recognised a few faces and looked at Micah.
"Well, no one is getting my guns or my stuff. "
Kissing him again, she waited for the women to get to them.

"You can come back when your sober." Liz approached Chantelle and Micah. "Everyone has a right to make their own choices but drugs and alcohol effect us all now. Besides I don't know how drugs and alcohol will effect my test. We wouldnt want a false positive. No one gets in without being cleared."

Chantelle looked at her and her eyes stared into hers.
"Why? Seriously you offer a place and now we can't be accepted because we were having a good time. Jeesh. Society hates it still"
Turning away, she hissed in anger. Seriously.

"I will not allow you to destroy what few lives are left. I don't know how the drugs and alcohol will effect the test. A false positive would get you band from here. Do you want to take the chance. Or would you rather wait until we can be sure the results are right?"

Turning back around, she sighed and lit a cigarette.
"See you when I'm sober."
And as she walked back to the car with Micah, she fired the pistol up at at rusty car and the window smashed. And after taking a drg of her smoke, she laughed.

Micah
I sit in the car for a few seconds before I look up.
"She has no clue what the tests are looking for."
I say, then laugh, hard, tears almost coming to my eyes.
"She's using equipment she doesn't understand,and refusing access to the only one who knows how. How fucking Ironic."
I keep laughing, loud and hard,

Chantelle looked at him and laughed awkwardly. Grabbing more Vodka from the back seat and gulping some down and passing it to him.
"What do you mean?"

Micah
After my laughter subsides and I wipe away the tears.
"I've been studying bio-genetic engineering since I was a kid. My parents had always wanted me to be one, and luckily, so did I. Anyways, if she's actually using the right blood tests it will only pinpoint the specified infection cells, and ignore anything else we have in our veins."

"Just leave her too it. Shall we find somewhere to crash tonight. Im kinda drunk."
Smoking some more, she had a big gulp and handed him the bottle. With a cheeky giggle she kissed his cheek and started the engine.
"You act good by the way."

Micah
"It helps when it's something I'd like."
I chuckle, lighting another cigarette
"Let's head back to the market, I've gotta get a bit more stuff, and there's a hotel behind it we can crash in."

Chantelle nods and starts the engine and heads back towards the store. It wasn't long away anyway.
"I'll have to fill up before we come back tomorrow. Tanks getting low. "
Having another sip and a smoke, she giggled and sped up the car.
"So you like acting or like me?"