[@Aintitfun1997] Justine couldn't believe this girl was nice enough to just hand over her weapon to a complete stranger. Maybe she was as trusting as Justine was. She looked at the incredibly deadly weapon that was just handed to her and gave it a test swing. It was light and easy to maneuver. Chopping off heads would be a piece of cake with this thing. Or should she say a piece of flesh? 
	[i][color=green] "You don't have to give this to me! Is this your only weapon? It's every man for himself out here now and my safety is really not your responsibility. I would feel terrible taking your only weapon." [/color][/i] Justine said in shock. 
	She remembered when her and Dad used to play around with these when she was little. He taught her everything she knew about swords and machetes. She got pretty good with them but it had been such a long time that she would have to practice for a couple hours before she could fight anything off with it. 
	Justine looked around and decided that standing in the middle of the street while the Walking Dead was going on was probably not a good idea. She had set out to find someone she knew but maybe this was better. Maybe Krystyn would come back to the convenience store with her and help decide what she should do. Maybe they could stick together. [i][color=green]Stop with the maybe's and move it![/color][/i] Justine thought decisively. [i][color=green] "Do you want to come back to my hideout with me and figure out something to do? I'm not with anyone else and I have no idea what happened to any of my friends. I haven't even seen any of them yet today. I got set up in The Bottle Shop down the road. We should be safe there for now. What do you say?" [/color][/i]