Carl grunted his approval of that idea, while he thoughtfully rubbed his chin. It made sense to him to fortify this store. He was indifferent about the place they would stay at, as long as it was secure. The demons would have to wait another day before they could try to turn him into a minion of Satan. Once he had secured a Bible he would feel a lot safer. Perhaps he could even hold a sermon before they all went to sleep, it sounded like something that he should be doing. At the very least he could say a prayer to remember those they had lost and ask God for His protection in the hard times to come.<br/><br/>Carl got up with some difficulty, he had been sitting on stool that was just a bit too low for him and his stiff muscles didn't make things a lot easier either. His muscles ached with a soreness he hadn't felt in years. In fact, he had run far more today than he had in the past two years combined. He rarely ran for just about anything, he didn't deem it fitting for an authoritarian person to run. People with authority walked, especially if they were a priest. If God wished it then he would be where he needed to be on time and else it was His will that intervened.<br/><br/>For the demons, however, he would make an exception. Extraordinary circumstances required extraordinary solutions and if it meant that he had to run to escape from Satan's hell spawn then he would gladly do so. Thinking of the demons Carl thought that he should perhaps sprinkle them with holy water, that might turn them back into normal humans again, or it might cause them to burst into flames and fall to their knees on the ground, weeping for the unholy sins they had committed!<br/><br/>In Carl's mind that was a very pleasant option to look forward to, his mind not registering the fact that the most likely outcome of sprinkling zombies with 'holy' water would be some wet and very agitated zombies instead.<br/><br/>While he looked around, the old priest realized that he wasn't particularly skilled in building up a solid defense, though he could assist with repairing some of the equipment. The front doors of the store had been severely damaged, probably during the initial riots, but the windows of the store seemed to be in a pretty good condition. He made himself useful and with Caitlin's help they improved the blinds against the windows that Todd and Tony had originally erected, effectively shielding the light of the gas lantern from the hallway of the mall.<br/><br/>Once somebody repaired and fortified the doors, they could put something over the windows of the doors as well and block out the light completely. Carl didn't have the faintest clue how he should go about fixing the door, however, and instead he focused on making the shop more habitable for the night. The advantage of being in a hunting supply store was that it also had several tents, inflatable beds and sleeping bags. While the tents weren't particularly useful, the inflatable beds and sleeping bags were. They would be be able to sleep pretty well tonight, it beat sleeping on a hard, cold floor at least.<br/><br/>With the first of the beds inflated, Carl noticed how Caitlin offered Sam to help her on one of the beds so that the girl would be more comfortable. The nurse was a kind woman and a good looking one as well, though perhaps a bit too old for his likes. The three teenage girls, on the other hand...<br/><br/>Every one of them had very alluring charms. If only he hadn't sworn an oath of celibacy... Carl shook his head, he shouldn't be thinking like that. He was a priest, a holy representative of the Lord Himself and the church had been through too many scandals the last several years as it was. The last thing he needed was to have the people turn against him, for violating one of the girls.<br/><br/>Still, he felt something stir in his loins with all this female flesh close-by that wouldn't be denied. If he ended up doing something that shouldn't have happened, well, he could always repent for his sins and ask God for forgiveness. After all, he was still only a man and only God was perfect. Even in the Garden of Eden it had been a man who was tempted by a woman, Adam had been tricked by his wife Eve no less. Since he was the oldest of them all Carl thought he was entitled to claiming at least one of the women as his, once his position was solidified as the leader of the group.<br/><br/>However, right now anything could happen. He had only known his new flock for about an hour and already he was prioritizing things that had currently no priority. First he would need to find a Bible, after that he would need to gain their faith and trust. Once he had that, he could work on influencing one of the girls. Rebecca already seemed to be in a relationship with Tony, so that left him with either Luna or Samantha, both of them looked very appealing to him. On the other hand, sweet little Becca might be the most vulnerable of the girls. He would have to give this more thought.<br/><br/>For the time being, however, he would focus on gaining leadership over the group and one of his first tasks would be to chaperone Caitlin and Willie. Never mind the fact that they were both adults, Carl found it important to impose himself upon them, despite the small likelihood of them doing anything more than they were planning to do; namely, finding much needed supplies.