The sound of his boots on the ground heralded his arrival back into the school grounds. His backpack was slung over his shoulder to make way for the young fawn that he carried. There was a large hole in its head, implying that he had probably stabbed it somehow. Asides from that, there was also a plastic tied to the leg of the young dear.

A smile on his face, Nicodemus made his way through the school grounds. It was a good day for scavenging. He even met another person on the way - a single survivor that was dying of starvation. Nicodemus gladly satiated that hunger, even giving him some of his "special seasoning" to help ease away the pain. He took the man's remaining supplies as thanks. Not that he was able to protest anyway.

As he walked through the school grounds, he caught sight of the backs two members of his little party.

[@Rusalka] & [@Princeofhearts]

It was . . . Hunter and Harley, wasn't it? He was one of the newer members, so he was just getting to know them. A farm girl and a fledgling hunter. He hadn't had enough time to properly study them, but that was fine. They certainly weren't going anywhere, not with how they were relying on the group.

He chuckled to himself, as he approached them.

[color=gray]"Good morning you two,"[/color] his smooth, crisp clear voice cut through the silence of the grounds like a scalpel through a child's tender flesh. [color=gray]"I've got a good haul today. A bit of ammunition, a knew knife for anyone who wants it, three bottles of water, and we'll probably be having venison for lunch."[/color]

He turned to the side to give them a good view of the fawn.

[color=gray]"I found it alone, so I figured why not?"[/color] he said, [color=gray]"It's a bit small, but I think it'll do for a meal."[/color]