Liam Nolan-Byrne knows youre a shady bitch (ex_lament58) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2011-12-30 12:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2011 [12] december, charlie h. |
WHO: Liam and Charlie
WHAT: Booze hunting
WHEN: December 30th, Night
WHERE: Harlem Discount Liquor
RATING: Medium, for language
STATUS: In Progress
There was an eerie whisper of wind, a frigid gust that caused Liam to fully zip up his hoodie. Honestly, it was a shit item of clothing for cold weather, but he had something against wearing clothes that might have belonged to a dead person. He rubbed his hands together before shoving his hands in his pockets, walking slowly and carefully towards a liquor spot someone had mentioned in the NY Public Library. He knew a journey so far was quite stupid in the name of booze, but in the end, the feeling of some sharp whiskey rushing through his veins would be worth it. At least, that's what Liam kept telling himself. He had to repeat the thought of it all being worth it with each zombie that shuffled, ran and leaped his way.
He whistled to himself but stopped abruptly when he saw the Liquor store. A grin crossed his face and he jogged in the direction, having no problem breaking a window to enter inside. He wasn't the stealthiest of blokes, but he figured he'd be in and out before any trouble crossed his path. He ran towards the hard liquor and shoved at least ten bottles in a duffel bag before he searched for some beer that didn't taste like piss.
As he veered down the path to the beer aisle, he heard a silent but evident shuffling sound. He walked slowly, knife being unsheathed as he did so. But then he saw a female, blonde and the I'll kick your ass looking sort of lass. Leaning against the aisle, he smirked. "Fancy meeting a fellow looter here."