DriveEMOut

The Ruins of Time

X cleaned his rifle, as the imperial march song started playing. He turned it down so it wouldn't attract ferals, and continued to watch it, for a long time feeling...happy. He was slightly worried about Cam, but he continued to watch, afraid of missing the best part.

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As X watched A New Hope, he thought about what could've happened if he had gotten there earlier. Could he have saved them? Or, did he want to?

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Yeh

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X followed Cam, until he shot the feral. He then walked upstairs, not waiting for Cam. X came upstairs, staying happy. "Hey, you wanna watch a movie? I've got Star Wars! I think we could watch the whole trilogy, then watch Indiana Jones. Of course, we need to be sparing so we still have enough gas for the generator so the lights can be on." He got 'A New Hope' out of the cabinet, and inserted it.

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"What? I could've sworn someone should be here. Damn! We could've helped them!" He examined the pistol, rifle raised, and took it.
He shoved it in his pocket, sighing. He turned around to go inside.

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X grabbed his gun from the corner and slung it across his shoulder, grabbing his hunting knife from the table. He ran outside, knife ready. "Hello?!"

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X already had beans, but he didn't want the extra meal to go to waste, cooking and seasoning it as he went. He played the food evenly, and added a small amount of beans on the side. "Not the best, but it tastes good, and it's sustenance." He also dug through his bag and pulled out two apples, handing one to Cam. "There you go." He didn't want his rabbit and beans to get cold, so he ate them first. He then polished off his apple, taking a swig of his canteen of water.

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Good point. That would be awesome.

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"Not very far. We can make it before nightfall." He walked through the town, a high schooler in the apocalypse, followed by someone he thought insane. Wow, the world has changed. He strolled through the town, eventually stopping at a small motel. "Here." He opened the room he resided in, which he kept very tidy, and through his stuff into a corner, lying down on the bed he had stolen so he could be more comfortable. The room was surprisingly big, with a small kitchenette, a bed, and a TV. (He could use it due to the gas powered generator and his VHS tapes.) "Home sweet home."

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I don't care about where I came. I don't need to linger on that information. Because I know the world will never be the same. We can never stay the same. So I'm just going to keep fighting. And I'll never stop. "Yeah. I have a safe house nearby. Follow me."