"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">Come on, lets get out of here, the tire's changed and the jeeps fine, we checked it over</span>"<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400000">Hush</span>", Cole hissed, completely at ease talking to himself, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400000">We can go in a minute, I just want to let off a round or two, there's something in the distance over there, I'm guessing its an old one, two slow to be fresh</span>".<br/><br/>Sure enough when his rifle scope was pointed at the figure in the distance it was as he(they) expected.<br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400080">Yeh thats an old one</span>", they agreed.<br/><br/>He slid one round into the rifle's chamber and dropping to one knee, he steadied himself as much as possible in that position. Prone would have made it easier, but why waste energy on a target of entertainment. Slowly he brought the sight to rest on the creatures head. A slow and deliberate count to three before he squeezed the trigger, and at the moment with the sun high in the sky all that was to be heard was the loud sharp crack of the gunpowder igniting. Cole took pleasure in that sound, and even more from seeing the target drop.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">Very nice shot if I do say so myself</span>", his more critical side said.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400000">Of bloody course, now shut up before you make the others think their invited to speak.</span>"<br/><br/>He got to his feet and walked to the drivers door, all the equipment back in the trunk, he hopped into the jeep and turned the key. The engine struggled a bit, but caught and roared. Cole sighed and pulled away slowly, he wasn't really sure where he was headed, just on to another city, and with no map, he might be a while. Though this time he hoped he'd find someone he could stand.