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[Anachronism]

(The more the merrier!)

Isaac hoped so as well. He gave a faltering grin, sitting down once more on the boxes. He thanked Zeana sheepishly, as he pulled out a road map. "Now, right now, we're a few miles out of Mayesville. I think we can make it to the Ohio River in a day or so if we don't have any problems..."

[Seiko Hinohara]

Zeana couldn't help but smile, she looked around, "Okay, after we sleep tonight wee need to gather as much supplies as we can without being weighed down... that's going to need a lot of special attention... we may need to find a hospital and loot it." She yawned and set her stuff down. Blinking her eyes many times out of sheer sleepiness, and sat down cross legged. "Don't want the..... infection... to - " she yawned again and laid her head on her backpack. " - Spread.." then she hugged her gun and watched the door. Incase it wasn't as secure as they made it.

((Kay! Ill work on his form!))

[GwimmyTales]

Maria looked at CLem for a second, then heard something behind her, as she turned Mikeal stumbled into the light beside her and dropped to his knees "MIKEAL!!!" she screamed and dropped next to him and looked at the other two "p-please, we need your help"

[Anachronism]

Clementine quickly dropped the stick, and after looking to Chase for an answer, just out of habit. But after finding he had none- she decided on her own to help. This man was in real pain, with real wounds. Her imagination often got the better of her, but she tried not to think about everything that could go wrong.
"What....what happened?" She asked, standing before the pair, not sure what to do.

Isaac nodded, and with nothing else to do, sat his hands in his lap, letting his head droop as he finally got to sleep somewhere other than the passenger seat. The garage floor was anything but comfortable, but at least he could stretch out. He found himself thinking about making it to the North, maybe even up to the Great Lakes.

[Seiko Hinohara]

Zeana dreamt of the world before the zombies. Before the running and screaming.. before the blood and flying guts. Before she lost everything. Her eyes fluttered with the memories and her skin shivered and was covered in goosebumps. Zeana was terrifyed but shed never let that show on the outside.. she has been through enough without her own fears taking over. Waking up with a start she bit her lip trying not to scream and wake-up, Isaac. When she saw him still asleep she laid back down and hugged her backpack tightly.

[Anachronism]

Isaac ending up sleeping with one arm behind his head, the wounded one resting limply on his stomach. He looked a lot more tired than he would have three weeks ago. Stubble thickening and darkening into a full-on beard, dark circles under his eyes, and bruising from all the zombies he'd had to fight off alone.
He was never a holy or religious man, but he prayed for the first time since his daughter died before he'd fallen asleep.

[Seiko Hinohara]

Zeana laid her head back down and slept..

(Time skip?)

[Anachronism]

(Sure thing! :3)

[Anachronism]

Isaac didn't wake up so easily that morning. When he did, he realized how sickly he looked. Pale, and covered with a cold sweat, his heart began to pound. Oh no....is the infection already spreading?! He managed to sit up with great effort, but felt very sore.
He groaned quietly, wiping the sleepiness from his eyes as he examined his surroundings.

[Seiko Hinohara]

Waking up still groggy Zeana looked around, "Isaac?" She whispered. And rubbed her eyes.