"Hustle up ladies!" Jason shouted as he came through the front door, whistling casually to himself as he did. "The route we will be taking is clear, I can see a few figures on the hills about a mile away or so, but unless they are stood in a dark room further into the village, which they could be, I reckon it's clear-ish." He explained, already fully dressed and ready to go, his pack by the door. Hooked onto his belt was a make shift device, a small, metal ball covered in long spikes, with a chain attached to it. Jason called it "A much more accurate version of the sling", which is what it was. He had taken a fair few zombies down with the weapon already. Also in on his belt was a small axe, stained in blood.<br/><br/>"Glad to see none of you killed us in our sleep by the way, speaks a lot of your character does that." He added, chuckling dryly at the new comers. "Get your shit together people, we're getting a move on." Kharo informed, picking up his pack and several collapsible boxes, which they would carry the supplies in, if there was any. Standing by the door way, he waited for the others of the group to be ready.