Thread: El Cajon, California

Name Precious Daniels Location El Cajon - Her apartment Attire Black bra under an aging white wife beater male tank top, cut off shorts, cut daisy duke style. Wide belt with amo bag attacked, army green camo bag on back, knee high black combat boots, black cotton gloves. Weapons Curently two rifles, one strapped to her back the other in hand, pocket knife in back left pocket, revolver tucked in back of shorts, anything else she has which at this point isn't much is in her pack. DateTime July 4th, 2025 Afternoon Tagging OPEN It took much of the morning for her to get supplied together, enough water and dehydrated food to last her at least a month, long as she was smart about how she used it all. Now it was just a matter of getting a few new pairs of clothing and a nice pick up truck with enough fuel to last long enough to get to a decent place as well. With the world pretty much coming to a halt she wasn't going to have a lot of chances to get fuel, and eventually there would be none left at all. In which case she'd have to go more into the livestock area. That was of course if the horses weren't all turned. She sighed softly at the thought. Her dog didn't need that, didn't deserve that. Growling softly at herself she shook her head. 'Can't think about that old girl, you gotta get the fuck outta here.' She thought to herself as she started down a back road in town. A smile crossed Precious' face as she found her wheels and it was followed by a satisfied nod. Quickly and as quietly as possible she made her way to the truck. The first thing to do was to make sure it wasn't surrounded or filled with dead or infected. The next was to make sure it had what was needed to get it running. If she had to hot wire it so what, but she wasn't going to load it up just to find out it wouldn't run. After quite a bit of investigating she was convinced it would at least get her out of town, and right now that's the most she wanted. Out of civilization, well what was supposed to be civilization. After several trips with her stuff she finally got everything loaded up. With daylight beginning to fade however she was running out of time to get much accomplished. Climbing into the driver seat of the truck she left the door slightly ajar while she dug under the driver seat for the wires to hotwire it, only to stop as she saw the keys in the ignition already. Once she turned the car on she cheered softly and pulled the door shut before she started down the street. Her destination was a small town clothing store, though in the time of the living the best place to shop was the mall.... During the time of the dead that was the worst place to go, she was better off stayiing in smaller less populated areas, and even if there were some of these bastards around, there's be enough cars to help her get away. She pulled up quickly to the shop and shut off the engine before moving her way into the store. Quickly she made her way down the aisles grabbing only a few pieces of each thing she needed then hurried out the door. She stopped as she caught the glimpse of a zombie however. On her she only had her guns, but if she shot she'd draw more of the bastards like moths to a flame. Slinking back into the store she looked around for a blunt object to hit the zombie with before it caught her scent and was all over her before she was ready.