Night 52: Wicker Street (Doyleton)
[From here.]As far as Zack could tell, he hadn't really been to this part of town. It looked like he hadn't explored enough after all, though it was way different seeing it all at night. Even outside, there were some street lamps that would come on and off sporadically, but he did his best to ignore that, along with the unsettling way that his
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The food wasn't important anymore. She didn't plan on returning to the asylum now that she was out. At least not until she found Aaron. Goku and Rika...kids shouldn't be in a place like that. She felt uneasy leaving them there (Bella too), but she had to be honest. If nothing else, she was more of a help to them out here than stuck inside. She'd come back for them as soon as she could.
"A hardware store?" Claire latched onto his words. No exact location, but that sounded like a good bet. Tools and things would be much more useful than kid's toys, like in the shop across the street. "We should check it out, at least. See what we could find. Anything's better than wandering around empty handed."
If he didn't know where it was, they could just patrol the streets. The town looked small enough, finding it shouldn't be a problem. Though they were fortunate that no one was up and about at this hour. They needed to be quick, or else someone might decide to take a midnight stroll before they were safe off the streets.
She started forward with a keen eye for the shop names, jogging the bag further up her shoulder. The smooth plastic handle kept slipping.
"I'm Claire, by the way. You?"
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Where were they, again? It was hard to remember backwards and in the dark. Carter pointed ahead with more conviction than he felt. "The restaurant I was in with Admiral ZEX is up there. Maybe they'll give you something for free." An auto shop beyond it too, although Carter wasn't really clear what they needed with hardware in the first place. Weaponry? Against who or what? If it was the Landel's guards they'd have guns anyway, so there wasn't really a point.
It was beginning to occur to the young sergeant that he didn't have many plans past getting out of the institute. There weren't any cars, two-way-radios, or easily seduced native women around to help them get out and Carter didn't even know which direction the next friendly city was, let alone how long it took to walk there.
Come to think of it...there should have been at least someone here. Why was the town so empty?
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No. She had to be reasonable here - every country had a military, and each one had their own dividing factions. They were huge, diverse. Not to mention that army men were hardly the only ones to use guns and camouflage. Though this Carter guy was American like the freighter people (save for Charlotte), he wasn't necessarily working with them. Not to mention he seemed a little too naive for that bunch.
Still, though. It was something to keep in mind. Claire picked caution over intuition and let herself fall into step with him, preventing any chance he had of a shot at her back.
"A lot of people agree with you," she conceded, "But there are some chances I'm not willing to take. Not that it matters anymore. We're out here now, aren't we?"
She squinted in the direction of his finger. A restaurant (god, a real restaurant) sounded like an excellent place to stock up on food. Real food, not just sweets like in her bag. Safety came first though. She wasn't going anywhere else until she had something with a better reach than a knife.
[Moving them to here, if that's okay?]
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