[b][/b]It was overcast, raining hard with low visibility, but RJ and his friends were under a new modified shelter called “Burger King”. RJ had been sleeping earlier and was awoke to the noise of a motorcycle, which meant one thing more dangerous than the raptors... humans. In his short time, humans continue to #$% each other over for just about anything. At least with the raptor, you knew that they didn’t lie, cheat or steal, they just killed and ate people... For whatever reason. Grabbing his binoculars he attempted to see what was going on down the street, at this flat level it was difficult, time to get higher.

RJ moved his way from the inside of the Burger King to the access to roof hatch near the backdoor and the old manager’s office, climbing up the ladder was still difficult as he opened the door and placed the yellow safety bar to hold it up and open the elements. Keeping close to the air handling units, RJ attempted to break up his form, so that it wouldn’t or shouldn’t attract attention. Most people wouldn’t be looking up, they would or should be looking for threats on their level. Once seated in an overwatch position he was trying to observe what scavenging rights and items this person was recovering. Earlier he checked several buildings in the area and decided to take shelter in the restaurant versus being out in the open. The animals could rest and sleep, even thou the horse most likely wouldn’t but three hours for the old gal was good enough. 

Car motor?... No.. it’s an RV lumbering in the rain that came to a rest at the gas station. His high beams weren’t cutting through the rain. The RV came to rest at the gas station. RJ disliked Gas stations, some humans liked to lay in wait for others, to take things from them or even the vehicle itself. Even thou RJ was lightly wet, he would still prefer 4 legs instead of 4 wheels. 
RJ thought about using a vehicle himself but felt that it was like running a dinner belt for the raptors that associated it with a food scouse. It just wasn’t RJ’s choice. Maybe this person was a better-skilled driver and would find ways past abandon vehicles, roadblocks and knows how to deal with mechanical breakdowns. RJ felt that we had made the best choice for himself as well but did he?. Even thou his beast of burden didn’t consume a dwindling resource but the beasts had their own many faults if not more. 

Turning his attention back to scanning the area in the rain, the motorcycle rider hadn’t come out yet, that was normal, probably picking up things inside, Well I guess it time to see the new neighbors, RJ smiled to himself at the joke as he made his way down the ladder well and closed it off once again. Once down he gathered a few of his things, like his Body Armor, Helmet, pistol, gloves, and a taser. RJ wanted to find a riot shield but hadn’t come across one and he wasn’t wanting to risk going deeper into certain parts of any town or city, without help. But that would mean that he would have to work with someone that he didn’t know and that was just as scary as those beasts, maybe more so.

After doing a PCI (Pre Combat Inspection) and looking to see that both the motorcycle and the RV still in the same position, He made a slight detour and not a straight shot to the diner when he last saw the motorcycle. From the cover of the burned-out rusting hulk of what was left of a car, the motorcycle was just a few meters away. As he made his approach he grabbed some debris and tossed it into the foyer, then announced himself.[color=2e3192] “ Hey, Survivor...I’m not here to fight with you, I just would like some news, if you have any”[/color]. He watches for a reaction, the low-level broken glass seemed to give him a great field of fire if that person turned out to be hostile as well as having the rusty hulk obscure some but not all line of sight so if he chooses to, he could disengage and break line of sight to tactfully withdraw. RJ secretly hoped that the other person would have a backpack or something to slow them down because he was ready to “pop smoke”. He wouldn’t be bothered with trying to take or keep anything if things went south, He just hoped that they would communicate and come outside, because he wasn’t going to walk right into an ambush.