Thread: Walking Dead

wildkat said Emma looked at Doc. What, you wanted me to just risk it and open the door? Yeah, you didn't show any signs, but then again, I had people who didn't show signs feed other people to the walkers so they could live. How did I know you would not have done the same thing? Emma smiled when Doc mentioned that he was a Doctor. Well, it would be good to have a Doctor around. After all, I know some stuff, but I'm in no way a Doctor of any sort, so there are some things I don't even know. Emma just shrugged at Doc's comment. Food poisoning would be a better way to go then to be eaten by the Walkers or infected by them. Emma took one of the brown packages, the label on the top reading beef stew. She tore into it like she had been starving for months and, going by the directions, she soon had herself a meal of beef stew and juice. She sat down and ate. She looked up at him after a taking anther bite and said, The name is Emma and I'm not his girlfriend, just a friend, we are friends, not related in anyway. But since there is a lot of room here, you can stay, I'm sure. She went back to eating before adding, Thanks for the good food, never tasted something so good, where did you get all of these, there has to be more we could round up, then stock up and pray things get better. Click to expand... What, you wanted me to just risk it and open the door? Yeah, you didn't show any signs, but then again, I had people who didn't show signs feed other people to the walkers so they could live. How did I know you would not have done the same thing? Doc shrugged as he looked outside the window. There wasn't as much of an infected presence anymore, maybe on or two in front of the building, and a couple more along the street. Because I wasn't in any immediate danger, there weren't any walkers around for me to throw you at, and had you shown any further aggression, I would've killed you both anyway. Doc shrugged at his comment, looking back. Nothing personal or anything, just business as usual. You understand, right? He looked back outside, taking out his note pad and jotting down some notes about the surrounding area outside the hotel. Well, it would be good to have a Doctor around. After all, I know some stuff, but I'm in no way a Doctor of any sort, so there are some things I don't even know. Doc raised an eyebrow, though it was unseen by the two. You talk like I'm planning to stay... He muttered, putting away his notepad. From what he remembered from reading his map, and where he was, he knew that there were three gas stations within five miles of the hotel, along with a fire house, a police station and an old gun store. He'd check the fire house and the police station first, since they had their own fuel supplies for their vehicles, not to mention the cop shop had an armory that, hopefully, wasn't pillaged. The gun store he had little hope for, but he'd check that out afterwards anyway. He heard the girl talking some more, but didn't pay much attention, still planning out what he was going to do. The name is Emma, and I'm not his girlfriend, just a friend, we are friends, not related in anyway. But since there is a lot of room here, you can stay, I'm sure. Now that caught his attention. He turned to the two, the girl - Emma - still eating with a frenzied passion. Thanks for the good food, never tasted something so good, where did you get all of these, there has to be more we could round up, then stock up and pray things get better. Doc blinked at the first comment. It's... it's never as tasty as you portray it to be. In fact, most people share aversion towards MREs due to their apparently bland nature. Then Doc ran the rest of what she said through his head, and regrouped with his original train of thought. It sounds like you expect me to stay longer than I intend and hole up here until some kind of imaginary cavalry arrives to save the day. Did these kids think that the government still existed? They were in for such a rude awakening.