[b]Clayton Burrows – Gas Go Markets Station – Ada Cinet[/b]

Clayton was greeted by the yell of a woman calling out to him from the gas station; it was more of a quiet yell than anything. It showed the woman was a cautious one. The voice told him to drop his weapons or she’ll shoot. Clayton couldn’t help but analyze her voice. It was calm and even unlike other survivors he’s met. It seems to show she’s climatized to the world as it is. Most would shoot or have a noticeable quiver of fear in their voices but she seems ready almost. Clayton shined his light onto the gas station and sees the face of a young woman staring back at her. Her eyes were dark and smoky; it seems she’s trying to represent a gothic look from the old world. Clayton wasn’t sure if it was for style or to represent a threatening look but the truth is he couldn’t care less; it was just something to note down. 

He started walking slowly but wearingly towards the girl in the station. He pointed his rifle in another direction to show where his aim was at. For good reason, he will not walk in the dark unarmed. “I’m not going to drop my gun and I sure as hell know you’re not gonna fire yours”. His voice was gruff but low in volume; he wasn’t prepared to yell either. He kept walking very slowly, taking glances at the ground occasionally for debris. The last thing he wanted was a sharp piece of glass sticking out of his foot. “If you kill me then you might wake the locals and then you’ll be truly fucked.” He then stopped a few metres away from the girl. He isn’t going to walk any further because he understands how antsy people can get. A safe distance shows mutual respect for the other party. Clayton knew this long before the apocalypse began. 

The girl in the station looks quite young; younger than most he has seen in the new world. Usually it’s the young and the old that die off but Clayton’s stubbornness showed an exception to that rule. He just needed to look around for a tyre and some supplies. He has no interest in a friend or foe. “How old are you?” He asked in curiosity. He wants to say 17 but his judgement has seen better days…much better days.