[b]Camp[/b]

"It's settled DeSean, we don't have any other choice, just hurry up and pack your stuff!" Hank ordered, becoming irritated by the numerous acts of disobedience. It had already been decided that they had to move out because of a recent shift in walker presence. Just three days ago, Floyd had returned from his hunt and informed Hank that he had come across three walkers a mile and a half from their camp. Before that, walkers had never even appeared anywhere close to camp, but now it was in possible jeopardy. 

"So you're just gonna take his word on this huh? I don't care what everyone else thinks Hank, this isn't a decision we can just take lightly! This guys been with us for what? A month? And now you trust him like he's your brother or-"

"You're my brother, not him. What's up with you?" Hank asked, raising his hands up in question. "The guy is trying to keep us safe, can't you see that?"

"What I see is a fool kissing up to the so called boss so he can take advantage of him. That's what I see" DeSean stated, poking his finger harshly at Hank's chest. As he walked away, he turned one more time, pointing at him. "I'm telling you, if we move North, someone's gonna die.............that'll be on you" he finished before heading back to his tent to finish packing. Just as he vanished from Hank's bubble, Seth pulled up in the small 97 Ford Taurus. He rolled down his window, literally - using the twisting lever thing - and called Hank over. "Is everything ready to go on your end?" Hank asked Seth as he came up to the Asian's car. "Yeah, I got the ladies stuff in here and mine. Aiden's stuff and the medical supplies are in the pick-up and then your stuff is in the............" Seth paused as he thought about it for a second. Hank let out a small laugh as he backed away. "I got my own things Seth, don't worry. Just letting DeSean and Gloria finish up there and we can head out. Who's going with you? I don't want anyone driving alone" Hank asked. 

"I was hoping Aaliyah" he said with a smile, fixing his glasses as he played with his chin. "Never thought you were into black girls Seth? Guess the apocalypse changes people huh?" Hank joked as he waved Seth to keep going and head closer towards a certain path. Even with walkers at their doorsteps, this group wouldn't lose their sanity, their civilized persona. Once Seth moved the car out of the way, Hank looked around to see if he could spot Floyd. He finally noticed him by the motorcycle he decided to pick up during one of their scheduled runs. Over the last month, Floyd had become rather reliable, despite some camper's perspective on the matter. Every morning he would disappear for about two hours, which he used to hunt and scout the area. Though some members didn't find that acceptable because he never gave proper notice before leaving, he would just vanish. But despite that little detail, he always brought back enough food for everyone to at least have a decent lunch - enough calories and protein to keep a person running for the day. He would also help keep the group safe by scouting the area and making sure walkers kept away from the camp. That's how everyone - or some people - came to the decision that it'd be best to set out for a better and more protected location. 

The plan now was to move north, following the Mississippi River up to Baton Rouge, and then hopefully diverge towards Alexandria. There, they would look for Camp Beauregard, a National Guard station. For now, that's what Hank wanted to do, unlike DeSean and his wife. DeSean's father had been in the Coast Guard before passing away from a heart condition, so the man believed the group should go South towards the Gulf of Mexico with hopes of finding some military personnel there. The unfortunate truth was that both plans were based on luck. Nobody truly knew what they would find, but had hope somewhere was safe. 

Hank went up to Floyd to let him know everyone was ready to go. "Could you fix it?" Hank asked, the motorcycle obviously not fixed, but the man didn't want to put emphasis on it. "No" was all Floyd said to respond to the question. "Well, DeSean packed everything already, so were ready to go. Aaliyah will be going with Seth and Aiden; DeSean, Jennifer and Heather will be going in the SUV. You, Imogen and myself will be taking the pick-up truck. Unfortunately we don't have any space on it to take the bike, maybe yo-"

"It's fine. We'll find another" Floyd said as he stood up, packing the tools into a small bag. He handed Hank the bag because the tools were his in the first place. But Hank stuck his hand out to stop Floyd's motion. "You hold on to them" he said, starting for the pick-up truck. "You can give them back whenever you get a bike going" he laughed. In the distance, DeSean watched as Hank and Floyd seemed to be having a wonderful time. "Idiots. I don't trust that guy, always disappearing in the mornings like he don't got a worry in the world. Fucking idiot." 

"I don't think he's a bad guy. He does bring in food" Jennifer responding as she climbed into the passenger seat. "Are you siding with him?" DeSean responded as he also hopped into the vehicle, closing the doors and locking them. "I'm not siding with him, I'm ju-" 

"Nah whatever. All you guys don't see it, but that guy will eventually turn on us all. He's some kind of redneck trash. He's probably racist too, that fucker. And dumbass Hank doesn't even see it. Idiot! We still don't even know anything about him, he's a damn mystery. One of these days, he's gonna get us all killed, or he'll just do it himself. And why are we going North? The Coast Guard is in the Gulf, why can't anybody see that?! Everybody sides with Hank like he's a guru or something, a prophet. That niga don't know shit!" 

Suddenly, Jennifer reached over and put her hands on DeSean's neck, then going up to play with his ear. "Don't sweat it baby, let's just...........I don't know" she said with a blushing smile. "You're stupid" DeSean joked as he went in for a kiss. The two made out for a second until the vehicle behind them honked. "IS EVERYONE READY?!" Hank called out over the sound of motors running. It was time to mobilize in this beautiful early morning.