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Nikolai took the money to the cash register, then headed out, his work for the day done.
"Just about." He said, finishing up with the table.
He walks over to her table last. "Can you move your feet, please?" He said with a yawn.
"Niko!" His father called, "What are you doing?!" "Just relaxing, Pa..." Nikolai replied. "You're supposed to be cleaning the tables!" "Oh," He...
Nikolai sat at a booth in his family's diner, tired with a rag in hand.
Name: Keg Age: 16 Appearance: Tall with brown hair and green eyes. Personality: kind of a loner, but truly cares for friends
((Where exactly would you get one of those in the apocalypse...? Don't you think a normal sniper rifle would do just fine?))
(Expensive... Future... Sniper rifle...?)
Had an idea, so I'm going with it! We're a bunch of folks living in a small town, going through everyday life. Sigh up sheet: Name: Nickname:...
(Of course!)
(Yeah.)
My pet, JEREMY [img] THE PENGUIN LORD.
The group heads towards the town. It seemed empty, with only two intact houses left.
(That works.)
"Fine..." He said, "Let's just keep moving, the next town's close."
(Bro... Those are A LOT of weapons. Keep it to two.)
Nikolai looks at Jem, a bit upset, "Listen, friend, we're supposed to be sticking together, not frikken running off."
"We don't have time to look for him!" He whispered, "We gotta keep moving or the Raskals will eventually find us!"
"For the love of God..." He whispered, a bit annoyed.
Nikolai runs with Emma into the forest, keeping a good grip on her hand. Right as they disappear within the trees, the sounds of engines going by...