The World Has Died

Chomps was surprised by Jasmine's sudden flurry of movements. His one simple touch seemed to have frighten and alarmed her. Which probably anyone would do now. In these times, people didn't know who were allies and friends. And it was partially his own fault for not saying it was him in the first place.

"You could have killed me. Yeah." He smirked and tried to play it off as a joke like she was attempting to do. "You just seemed a bit shooken in your sleep and I was only trying to provide some slight comfort." Chomps retrieved his hand and folded it over his chest. Looking out to the field in front of him. The typical just playing it off kinda deal. His expression turned blank, noticing Jazz was still looking to him. Returning a look within the corner of his eye.

"You're fine. No one is going to bother you. I'm on guard"

"Ah, storage, right!" I said, and made my way to the huge doors Kale had indicated. They opened easily enough, no sense in locking things inside the building I guessed, or maybe the janitors were lazy. Either one was equally plausible. I glanced around, and saw the mats, what appeared to be a small office, but no sign of any of the equipment, at least nothing i could see in the deep darkness. I pulled out my glowstick, relieved to see that it still gave off a decent bit of light. I made my way to the office, and found a short hall leading to the locker room. I pushed it open, and it gave without any resistance. I looked around and spied an obvious storage room, and shoved the door open, this one opening to a large storage room full of balls and other athletic equipment. "Well...Guess now we hunt until we find something." I said, moving the glowstick around to shed a small bit of light into the room.

I happened upon two move duffel bags as Kale spoke, and removed their current contents. Foorballs and padding fell to the ground, and I turned to look at Kale in the pale light. "I think these should do it. If we try to carry too much we'll overwork ourselves and the horses." I said, making my way back out into the main gymnasium. I wandered back out into the hallway, and looked around and saw nothing to lead me in any particular direction. "Alright...so there's several possibilities: Cafeteria, work shop, or some kind of agriculture department...does New York City even have those?" I wondered aloud, looking around. "At any rate, that look to be the way of the cafeteria...possibly." I said, pointing my glowstick down a hall that was littered with bulletin boards and was a bit wider than the others.

I nodded, and responded to Kale "Yeah, its still nice to have them in reserve, we could always trade them anyway..." I wandered down the hall, looking for some tell-tale sign that we had found a cafeteria, and then my thought process was interrupted by the sudden movement into a doorway. "I really need to start paying more attention..." I mumbled, then moved to barely see past the doorway. I could just barely make out the figure Kale was aiming at, but a small bit of light was slowly beginning to filter in from the rising sun. "He's a kid Kale...unarmed...but he's got supplies we were looking for." I whispered. At that moment, I realized that I myself was completely unarmed as well, and knives weren't hard to hide.

This entire situation was costing us valuable time. Already, the sun was beginning to rise, and soon people would be able to see them, including police. Their guns wouldn't do much, but I assumed pepper spray and nightclubs still worked, and I doubted they had abandoned their posts in only two days. Then again, maybe they had; we got into the school easily enough. I glanced back into the room we were backed into, and didn't see much. It appeared to be some sort of teacher's lounge, though there was no refrigerator, only sofas and chairs, which looked rather inviting at the current moment. I stifled a yawn, and slowly came to realize that I had not slept at all, and here the sun was rising. I was tired, and ready to move on. a quick second glance of the room showed a vending machine, and I moved toward it, and called to Kale "Just shoot him. I'm ready to get the hell out of here." I said, and then proceeded to kick the class, shattering it with a few strikes. I then began to stuff the chips, cookies, and Doritos into one of the bags we took from the gym.

The duffel bag was half-filled with junk food of various kinds, from salty Ruffles chips to sweet creamy oreos. Huh...these could be very valuable in a few weeks... I mused, then pulled the strings taunt and slung the bag over my back. It wasn't much food by any stretch of the imagination, but it was better than nothing. I walked into the hallway, watching as Kale proceeded to tackle the boy holding...the door to a bathroom stall and waving around a katana. I sighed, and shook my head. It was ridiculous, really, that the boy tried to use that thing as a shield. The door was far from balanced, and katanas were meant for two hands. I approached Kale, and chuckled a bit as she tapped on the door. "Look kid, we don't want to hurt you, really we don't...but you're armed, and people are already going batshit insane...we have to be cautious..." I said, and then barely managed to stifle a yawn. "Look...how about you come with us?" I suggested, and then turned in sudden surprise as a distant banging sounded in the distance. "Lord, what now?"