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Ember watched from behind Skylar at the man who seemed to have come out of nowhere and started upsetting Skylar. She was rather confused about the whole situation but she knew it was probably a good idea to get Skylar away from the man before a fight starts and gets the attention of the undead. Ember gently nudged Skylar a little bit away from the man and whispered quietly to her, "Com'on dove- let's go before somethin' goes down." .

*matt walked away* guess that's a no then... *he walked a while before he clenched his stomach and collapsed it was a side effect of his secret enhancement surgeries it caused him to black out when he had a PTSD attack* (flashback starts) Ramirez: I heard you and senior agent rockismo have been talkin what's it about? matt: I can't say... *a mortar shell hits the ground not to far away from him and he watches Ramirez loose his arm* matt: RAMIREZ!!!!!!! *he started to stumble up and over the small trench like area that their outpost was in and walked less than 2 feet before an IED went off killing him instantly* matt: NOOOOOO!!!!!!! *he ran over and saw not Ramirez but a mess of blood and guts* (flashback ends) *still slightly unconscious matt continuously mumbles the word "Ramirez" in a dazed state too weak to move* ((btw he wasn't the president lol he had the code to enter his private fallout shelter and was going to let you stay there))

((I know. It wasn’t meant literally. Lol. It meant that she didn’t care what title anyone held, whether someone was a former president or a.. gardener. Lol))

Skylar walked off with Ember, confused by her own anger.

The symbiote had expected the sudden outburst, and had prepared a counter: ¨You are in control of your body, yes, but who is inside it? We may get hungry enough.... that liver of yoursss iss is beginning to look tassty." it hisses, before fading into silence.

"You eat my liver and I'll find a way to destroy you in the most painful way possible." He snapped, looking through what food he had found.

"S-sorry" she whimpered

Ember stayed close to Skylar to keep a close on her though she made sure not to brush against her to make sure that it wouldn't negatively effect her. The orange-head kept an eye out also for the man from time-to-time just in case he decided to sneak up on them again.

*matt woke up with a start and yelled* RAMIREZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *after realizing what had happened and the girl was gone he ran back to the bush to find foxy gone as well* dammit I cant keep losing people... *he clenched his gun and whispered* I will kill anyone who hurts her... (referring to foxy) *he then saw the building and ducked behind a windowsill and pointed his gun at the door listening to what was happening inside and waiting to shoot anyone that comes out*

The symbiote twists uneasily, not used to such actions from its host. It murmurs quietly, before suggesting, "What about hunting? We are good at hunting."

"It is getting dark. Hunting is better during the day, currently. Besides, I don't want to stay this close to the others. I'd rather settle somewhere permanent first." He opened up a can of some sort of meat, eating patiently.

Foxy howls for Matt

Hissing softly, the symbiote speaks in Drew's mind. "Do you really think the time of day mattersss? The host'ss eyess are blind, and it fearss the creaturess. -We- do not." It seems to shift in Drew's mind, coiling up in the manner of a snake.

"And that meat is disgusting. Dead. And processed."

"To me, it tastes alright. And hey, at least it is food. Food that won't kill me. Let's just...rest for the night. We'll find a nice cave near the peak of the mountain and then we'll hunt, alright?" He grumbled, finishing the food. "Besides, all meat is dead. If I hunt something, I can guarantee you it WILL be dead before I put it in my mouth. And dehaired. And preferably cooked. You may like eating live, furry things, but as long as you're being a parasite in my body, that is NOT happening." Drew sternly made sure Venom heard him.

The symbiote hisses, fading into silence.

As Drew finishes his meal, the symbiote suggests, "Perhaps we could have a 50/50. Half of the week we get cooked, dead meat. The rest of the week, we eat goood."

"No. We're only eating living stuff if we really have to. Now shut up. Or find a new host."

"V-venom, w-where are you?"

The symbiote swirls again, adjusting itself inside Drew's body. "We -do- have to eat the living, sometimess. We will wait until you ssleep, the hosst won't know what we are eating. No qualmsss."

((And how does Foxy know about Venom? The symbiote hasn't shown itself to anyone other than Drew and Skylar... and that one guy in the woods.))

"No, you will not. Or you will be evicted. Because I'm pretty sure that if you're out and about eating the living, you're risking getting us both killed. Especially if you target people. And considering somebody might get suspicious from my sleeping body roaming around with my eyes killed, I could get shot and although I'm sure you can fix that too, I don't feel like enduring the pain of it."

Gurgling quietly, the symbiote hesitates. "Not people anymore. The corpses, the walking ones. Eat them." it says to Drew, before adding, "And bullets? You think we would let them touch us?"

((And how could Foxy sense the symbiote? It's never bonded with her. It's only bonded with Drew and Skylar.))

"I could get the virus, though. Despite your earlier effort, the disease is still looming inside of me. Otherwise, I would have stayed at the compound. It is incurable though, although you have slowed it down considerably." He climbed on top of a shelving unit, stretching out.