<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">MARCUS LERRON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>streets, Wellington<br/><strong>With:</strong>Desi<br/><br/>Marcus sighed when she told him the date, "Sorry it can't be more special", he said grabbing their gun and holding it tightly. He wasn't the best shot but wasn't terrible and knew to make every bullet count. With it he had the same butcher knife he'd used since the outbreak started and a survival knife he was rather good with. Although he didn't want to admit it, looking at one of those things die close up was....oddly satisfactory. He made sure the coast was clear before going out of the house, they'd been there for a good few days and the first night he had to shoo off some people who'd been trying to take it.<br/><br/>He always made sure she was only three paces behind or in front of him while they were searching, it eased his mind to know where she was. He guessed in a time like this he was happy to have someone to be there with him, it would be a lot harder alone. He'd plotted out a route for them to go, but they had to cut across the main road which left them very open, unfortunately there was no other way. He caught a glimpse of the car as it made it's way through the city, he wasn't usually the first to pick a fight but if they had food he would need to chance getting some.<br/><br/>They first went to the motel but when they got to the gate he saw that for some reason, a number of walkers had been locked in their, he wondered if it was a group of survivors that just didn't make it. He made sure the things didn't see either of them but also knew that the motel was out of bound until they could get something to kill multiples at once. Over the course of the last few days they'd checked almost every building and didn't have much to show for it, people really cleaned it out during the riots. He'd kept them away from the gas stations since, until the previous morning, there had been two men there who he'd tried to reason with but the only thing they wanted was Desi, and he wasn't going to allow that. He guessed they'd left when their resources went dry but he was hoping that one can of anything was still there.<br/><br/>He guessed that, for the most part, the town was deserted so he either need to take a chance and talk to these people or avoid them and go back to the gas station tomorrow. He stopped them behind some cover and turned to her, "What do you think? Want to try our luck and talk with them?", he asked peeking over to try and catch a glimpse.