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Drew continued plotting before heading out to gather the few things that would seem innocent first. He'd hide them outside somewhere where they couldn't be found. He was getting sick and tired of this place already.

Rolen peers at Skylar, narrowing his eyes. He seems to ponder his reply, before saying, "The wounded will be helped, but only if they can help us. No sense in helping someone who can't help us. And fine, pick someone you want to stay with me. I'll just do some work around here."

Drew sighed, shoving a few knives in a bag and then heading to the storeroom, hoping nobody saw him.

As Drew walked towards the storeroom, Rolen heard the creaking of the floorboards. He turns, and asks loudly, "Hey! Are you busy? Go with Skylar to loot some grocery stores, or something. If not, stay here with me."

"R-rolen?" Foxy asks softly as she limps with one of her legs missing

Rolen seems visibly shaken by the appearance of the young girl, moreso her missing leg. He moves over to steady her, and asks, "Who are you? How do you know my-- Oh, someone's probably already said it. What do you need?"

"I need help moving around" she said softly as she looked at her missing leg again. "And my name is Foxy, but everyone here calls me Rose"

Rolen ponders for a second, thinking of any way to help the girl around. An idea flashes in his mind, and he turns to Skylar. "At most grocery stores, there is at least one or two wheelchairs, for the elderly. If you can find one of those, then Rose here won't have a problem."

She looks at Rolen then back at the ground as she rubbed her head a bit. She started to get a bit dizzy as she limps around the place.

Rolen scoops up the young girl, and swiftly deposits her onto the couch. "Stay there, would you? I don't need you falling and getting yourself hurt." he says, before walking to the storeroom.

"Thank you" she said as she slowly fell asleep

Rolen walks past Drew, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. "'scuse me, mate." he says, before searching the shelves for a snack for the girl. Nothing too sugary, but something she'll eat. He grabs some canned pumpkin, and a pack of crackers. He returns to the living room to find the girl asleep, so he sits beside her. He waits quietly for her to wake up.

She slowly woke up as she rubbed her eyes

Rolen quickly cuts open the can with a pocket knife, before stowing it away. He hands it to her, along with the pack of crackers. "Eat up, kid." he says, before standing. He moves to another chair, and sits down.

She slowly ate the crackers and the canned pumpkins.

Ember watched everything happen in numb silence as she eyed the young girl, Rose, and her loss quarter of herself. The wound seemed okay...not infected by the looks of it; only harsh scabs, raw skin, and occasional bleeding. Nothing green or black anywhere to hint at a sign of infections. Ember readjusted her position before giving out a quiet sigh.

Rose looked over at Ember and she then looked back at her leg

"Least ya have the other one." , Ember told Rose with a coy smile plastered on her face.

"True"

*matt woke with a start on the floor of an old abandoned office building* dammit Ramirez... *he whispered under his breath he was dreaming about the day his captain died from an I.E.D* well the day isn't going to finish itself... *as he said this he walked out the door of the ground floor not long after walking he saw a group of survivors* it cant be... the CDC said everyone was dead... *he lays down in order to stay hidden and listens to them*