[b]Ricky - Main Street, Walker, LA - Chae, Moksha[/b]

Ricky was a little surprised at how enthusiastic Chae was to get drunk. Then again, drinking was probably one of the few ways the survivors managed to go to sleep at night now. He could understand that. He was mostly just glad he didn't need to be drunk to sleep decently at night. He didn't think it would be too bad, then, if the two of them got buzzed and relaxed for a bit. The trick, though, would be to find a safe place to do it. While he thought about that, his companion seemed to be getting more and more excited. Clearly this woman was troubled. Unfortunately, there wasn't much he could do for her.

In anticipation of having to go into a rather popular area to find something to drink, the man drew his revolver and double-checked that it was fully loaded. Then he put it away, and made sure it was tucked in front of his shirt so he could get to it if necessary. He then pulled out his knife again and shifted his grip several times, feeling nervous now that they were getting ready to go some place dangerous. His companion suggested they go check out a grocery store, and he figured that was probably a good idea. He certainly didn't think that any of the liquor stores she mentioned would have anything left. "Let's try the grocery store. I'm not convinced most people are focused on getting hammered now to begin with." he offered in reply. Then he noticed the woman staring at him, and he offered her a smile, wondering if he had something on his face.

That was pretty well a given, though, considering how much dirt there seemed to be around, these days. They reached an intersection, and he paused there to look around. "Which way?" he asked his companion, thinking it would be better to ask the woman with the map, than to try and guess. He'd gotten lost a few times due to that. Mistakes weren't so bad when there were no zombies around, but the undead had a tendency of appearing out of nowhere when people started screwing up. The last thing he wanted was to run into another group of the things, so for now, he would stick to the map, and worry about exploring later. Much later, probably, if he had his way. Once they found something to get drunk on, it would just be a matter of holing up some place for a bit. After that, he supposed they would have to make a decision. Right now, there was almost no point in planning ahead, since they could very well end up dead by the time they got to the grocery store...