[@Wick][@Princeofhearts][@TheHangedMan][@Polaris North]

Spring street, liquor store, shot. He supposed it made a little sense. A wave of joy washed over him after hearing that Kyle was some sort of handyman. He remembered mentioning to the others a while back that they were going to need an engineer. Hopefully this guy can be trusted, he could prove highly useful. 

Suddenly Jess' radio sounded, making Kyre jump a bit due to his heightened wariness with the newcomer. Moses' voice could be heard from the other end, either excitement or fear clearly evident in his voice. Upon being told to grab a pack to help bring the supplies back, he could only shrug his shoulders. [color=8493ca]"Don't have one of my own. Possible boxes to hold the supplies in are in the cafeteria locked away in the area where there's still zombies. I would however like to come and help in whatever way I can."[/color] He stood next to the bus placing his hands in his pockets.

After having a somewhat more private little discussion with Moses, she turned to him saying that the boss wanted him to stay and keep an eye on the place. The disappointment was very clear in his expression. He didn't really get a chance to complain before she and Kyle stepped out of the garage. Kyre crossed his arms, the blood that previously soaked his shirt from the zombie he'd beaten down was now dry and no longer sticking to him. He breathed harshly out his nose in a huff. [color=8493ca]"I'm starting to get really sick of listening to that guy..."[/color] He headed back into the bus, picking up his switchblade from the floor and proceeded to finish taking apart the last seat. 

With all the seats taken out and a lot more space available inside of the bus, it was starting to look pretty damn good. Satisfied having done his part he was about to head outside to escape the confines of the garage before he heard somebody in the building yell out his name. He recognized the voice as Nikki's and couldn't help but audibly groan in reluctance to face another problem for the group considering how it sounded urgent. But much like in every other 'urgent' scenario the group has faced in the past, Kyre took his sweet ass time.

After a bit of wandering trying to locate where the sound came from, he entered the cafeteria to see Nikki and a couple of the others.

[color=8493ca]"One of you.... better be dying...."[/color]