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Kevin laughed as Michael noticed he couldn’t handle the whiskey. “Got a point there.” Kev said as he looked at him with a smile. But then the fun made room for a sad story. Michael explained how his mother died, but that wasn’t the worse part, but then he told Kev how his father and brother died and that was just wrong. “Well at least your mother had a peaceful dead.” Kev said and paused.
“But I’m really sorry about your father and brother.” Kevin said softly as he looked at Michael.
After some silent time Michael continued and Kevin learned some of his brothers where probably alive and a sister.
“Well when we are out there, we can check for them if you want, least I can offer.” Kevin said softly.
After that Michael asked why Vince would come to New York. Kevin felt all his hope float away once more.
“Well it’s stupid and a wild guess, but I think Vince would try to find me and for that he would need some way to get back to the UK, only one I could think of was water, which lead me here.” Kevin said and paused for a second. It was hard for him to talk about Vince, but on the other side he felt relieved too. “That and I thought it would be best to check the big city’s first, since there would be more people, who might have seen him.” He added softly.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 11, 2015 19:23:10 GMT -5
Michael didn't really respond to the sincerities about his family, he was never a touchy feely person. He simply moved on and listened to Kevin and at his last sentence he began to chuckle "Yeah problem is you forgot this city is not populated by people anymore. The dead and a few gangs of power hungry, self interested assholes run the city now. They used to joke Brooklyn's not safe after dark well its sure as shit not now"
Michael then handed Kevin a map as he had taken a few from tourist stands as he was always losing them "That thing has a few locations marked" This included 331 W 4th St, where an X marked the corner restaurant it was in West Village Manhattan. "Keep that one I made a few copies to keep"
Kevin sighed as Michael told him how bad the people in charge were. “Dammit.” Was all he could say. Then Michael handed him a map.
“Well thank you, a map is very handy.” Kev answered as he looked at it. “But when we go on a supply run we go together right?” Kevin asked as he looked back at Michael.
Then he took a deep breath. “I know it’s maybe sudden, but I like to check a big part of New York, to make sure Vince isn’t here, would I be ok if I stay here longer than a few nights, we might make a good team?” Kevin asked with a little smile.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 12, 2015 0:05:34 GMT -5
Michael nodded "Yeah sure Ill help you search. Just never know what can happen and stuff. Walkers... accidents. You need a map" He then stood and looked around grabbing a painkiller he drank it down with water.
"One thing... no cars from here. Your lucky you got this far but you drive another three blocks we'll be surrounded by walkers or assholes" He then drank some more water "You can stay as long as you wish. Just... Dont get me killed"
Kevin smiled as Michael told him he would help, the maps was just in case they got separated. “Nice thinking.” Kev said with a smile. Then Kevin watched as the Michael took a pill. “You ok?” he asked.
Then he heard how Michael explained that a car was bad around here. “Do you think I can park it somewhere safe?” Kevin asked. His car was in good shape and he wouldn’t want to lose it. After some seconds Michael told him he could stay as long as he wanted and asked to make sure not to get him killed. Kev laughed a bit with that comment. “I’ll try my best, can’t promise though.” Kevin joked.
“No but seriously, thanks for all this.” Kevin said with a little smile as he looked at Michael.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 12, 2015 16:56:52 GMT -5
Michael was actually nursing a gun shot wound in his right abdomen which had been healing for a while. He said nothing to the question about the painkillers. He was on the mend he just needed some help with the pain. He then stood stretching his arms out a second whilst thinking "Parking's a nightmare in New York city... I would suggest you just spill some walker guts on the front as camouflage and park it out front."
Kevin noticed how the Michael ignored his question, but he wasn’t going to ask again, if he liked to keep it a secret that was fine by him. Then Michael told him the best way to keep his car safe was to spill walker guts over it and park it out front. Kev was disgusted by the thought, but it was the best solution. “Well he should be safe for now, we can do it later.” Kevin answered.
He stayed quiet for a couple minutes and then looked back at Michael. “So any plans on what we do now?” Kevin asked.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 12, 2015 18:06:32 GMT -5
Michael turned around as drank some more water "Get some rest... Its getting Dark and this city is not safe at night. Especially the busy areas. You can take some of the seat cushions for now and use them as a mattress, got some spare clean blankets by the washing machine if you need one"
Kevin smiled. “Resting sounds like music to me ears.” He did as Michael told him and grabbed some seat cushion. He placed them on the floor, then he grabbed a blanket. Kevin smiled as his bed was ready. “It might just be seat cushions and a blanket, but it’s better than sleeping in a cold car.” Kevin said.
Then he laid on the cushions and pulled the blanket over him. “Thanks for all this.” Kevin said to Michael before resting his head on one of the cushion. Then he slowly closed his eyes.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 12, 2015 18:40:23 GMT -5
Michael headed over to his bathroom area and brushed his teeth. Once done he blew out the candles and headed to his hammock. Hopping in he swayed for a few minutes taking out a torch and reading from an old book. Once done he slowly shut his eyes turning the torch off and drifted off to sleep. He had his knife and gun near his hammock encase he was awakened and in need of acting.
Post by Michael Guarnere on Mar 12, 2015 21:14:45 GMT -5
#The Next Morning at 9am#
Michael arose as the sun came through a small gap in his window shutters to the basement and a beam crossed his face. He rolled out of his hammock and stood. He headed to the kitchen area and grabbed a cereal bar for his breakfast and a cup of water. Once he had finished he headed to the restroom and washed his face getting changed into some more Army bottoms and a grey T shirt. He applied some body spray and headed back out and began preparing his gear to go outside on this day to search dangerous areas of the city.