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Post by Shiro on Jul 4, 2009 1:37:35 GMT -5
Gray looked at him and put a hand on his arm, "We run I guess, sorry about your bike, man."
With that he turned and began jogging down the street. He would sprint, but he was afraid the other might not be able to catch up.
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Post by Skynet on Jul 4, 2009 9:50:44 GMT -5
[[Bud's a beast, he could totally keep up!]]
“I'm going to fucking kill those sons of bitches,” Bud raged. He kicked the now-useless heap of metal that was on the ground and shook his fist at the kid's retreating back. “It's like they fucking knew I was coming this way.” He lunged after Gray, racing along at a decent clip despite his weight. Bud knew how to keep in shape, he just liked a good lager a little too much.
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Post by Shiro on Jul 7, 2009 0:50:36 GMT -5
The boy grinned over his shoulder at the man, "You keepin' up, pops?"
He smiled as he turned back ahead. He had finally met someone he thought was cool, someone who could show him who's boss. Someone who joked about him being gay but really didn't seem to give a shit. He liked Bud, he was a keeper.
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Post by Skynet on Jul 8, 2009 20:55:11 GMT -5
“I could... go on like this... for miles,” Bud huffed. He was almost sober, but not quite, and he found himself tripping over rocks and debris far too often. “Where are we going, man?”
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Post by Shiro on Jul 8, 2009 21:00:37 GMT -5
"I dunno, I figured you would lead..." he turned to make sure his friend was keeping up, "i was kinda heading toward that Blimpie!"
He pointed to show his meaning and then slacked his pace to run next to Bud.
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Post by Skynet on Jul 10, 2009 8:24:32 GMT -5
“...The fuck, a Blimpie?” grumbled Bud. “Why not a freaking armory or a fortress? Fat lot of good a Blimpie will do...” But there wasn't anywhere else to go, so he aimed in that direction.
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Post by Shiro on Jul 11, 2009 5:16:06 GMT -5
He looked over his shoulder, lips pursed in annoyance, "Do you see a god damned fortress?"
He turned and laughed. When they made it to the Blimpie he was surprised to see the door was unlocked and opened it-- and it didn't stink either-- they had had a chance to close shop before everything failed.
"If nobody is in here and the fridge is still closed, the stuff inside might still be good. You hungry, Buddy? Hurry and get in so I can lock this door."
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Post by Skynet on Jul 11, 2009 7:42:18 GMT -5
“And that's how I know it's the end of the world,” Bud grumbled. “Man like me eatin' at a Blimpie and grateful for it. Next thing the fucking devil's gonna come straight up outta that ground with his ice skates all ready to go.” Bud stepped over the threshold and yanked a booth away from the wall. He shoved it in front of the door with his hip. "If we were stuck in an IHOP I'd think we'd died and gone to Heaven..."
“OK, fairy boy. Into the kitchen. I don't like all the glass windows out here...”
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Post by Shiro on Jul 11, 2009 20:25:37 GMT -5
Gray nodded and made his way toward the kitchen. He opened the door to see it nice and abandoned, and it was cool in here. He smiled and walked over to the freezer, swinging it open and taking a good whiff, "Looks like this is still working, actually..." He turned, closing the freezer and making his way toward a refrigerator. He opened it to see a few cokes, dough, some cheese and a little turkey.
"I could bake the bread and we could have some plain subs... and there's chips all over the damn place out front... more coke too."
He smiled and leaned on his bat, "Not too bad, if I do say so myself."
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Post by Skynet on Jul 11, 2009 20:33:28 GMT -5
“You get on that bread then,” Bud said, licking his lips. His complaints of a few minutes ago were all but forgotten. “I'll slice up some cheese.”
Bud slunk out of the kitchen, returning with an armload of Lays bags. “Yum!”
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Post by Shiro on Jul 11, 2009 23:25:50 GMT -5
Gray took the bread over to the oven, bat still in hand and looked at it for a while trying to figure out how it worked. He figured it out and popped the bead in and waited for it to finish. When it was done, he grabbed it and retreated it back to the kitchen. He set the bread down on a paper towel in the kitchen and looked around for a knife.
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Post by Skynet on Jul 13, 2009 20:04:33 GMT -5
Bud, having sliced up a good-sized block of provolone, turned and handed Gray his knife. “You cook a lot back home, Buddy?” he asked. Bud was pretty much hopeless when it came to anything dealing with food. Except for eating it. In the relative security of the sandwich shop, Bud was finally starting to feel safe.
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Post by Shiro on Jul 14, 2009 18:27:35 GMT -5
"No, actually, I never cook."
He started to assemble the sandwiches as best he could, given the fact that he sucked at cutting anything. Once he was finished with one, he held it up and waved it at Bud, "Here you go!"
He finished making his and held it out before him, "Hello first food in... um... four, five... days?" He cocked his head and then shrugged before shoving the sandwich into his mouth hastily.
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Post by Skynet on Jul 15, 2009 22:39:01 GMT -5
“Hello, first non-alcoholic food in three days,” Bud grinned through a mouthful of bread and italian dressing. “I think you're a damn fine cook.” The two couldn't have been more different, but Bud felt a sense of camaraderie forming with the boy.
The sandwich did a good job taking the edge off the hunger, but wasn't quite enough, so Bud started in on a bag of chips. “So where you from, boy?” he asked.
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Post by Shiro on Jul 16, 2009 3:09:54 GMT -5
Gray looked up and smiled at him, having already downed half a bag of Lays, "I'm from way-out-in-the-country backwater Kansas. I grew up in a trailer park with my mom and dad and my big brother, Gavin. Then me and Gavin came out here and crazy shit went down... and I ended up in that bar."
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