A slow casual pace carried the new comer into the outskirts of the city. Even though the area looked clear, Xavier knew better than to relax. Something like that could bring an end to him pretty quickly. He learned that during his first few days out of prison. In fact he learned that even inside that steel cage. Hell? No, this was his heaven.<br/><br/>Granted it wasn't perfect but to have once been a prisoner on death row, there was little else god could throw at you. He got to breathe another breath of fresh air, see the beautiful sun, and had a chance to see his children once more. Creatures who would like nothing more than to eat and kill him roamed the land. This wasn't that much different from being out in the courtyard or lunch room with other prisoners. Actually this was better in some regards since he didn't have to wonder if someone was going to attack or kill him.<br/><br/>Out here, they all wanted you dead in some way or form. So he'd more than welcome this lifestyle, at least for now. The only downside, like on any battlefield, was finding a safe place to rest. They seemed to be able to get anywhere and that was annoying in itself. But he needed to find something to eat first and knew he had to get creative with things. Grocery stories wouldn't last forever.<br/><br/>This is what brought him to a near by school, most wouldn't think of such a place. The mall or other places were first in people's minds, so he knew the odds were on his side. So he lifted the strap to his shotgun and places it over his head so it hung diagonally along his back. Now he didn't have to worry about it swinging or being count on something. He tightened his grip on his machete and began to jog across the grounds towards the front doors. After testing the handle, he was glad to know it was opened which made him wonder if school was open when it was abandoned.<br/><br/>This could mean trouble for Xavier, but he wasn't expecting a easy run in the first place. With his weapon at the ready, he made his way into the school building and keeping himself on guard. He needed to find something to eat and maybe catch a nap on the roof.