Ἀλέξανδρος ὁ Μέγας | Alexander the Great (kingofmacedon) wrote in nevermore_au, @ 2013-03-20 04:52:00 |
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Current mood: | okay |
Who: Alexander the Great & Richard the Lionheart
What: A lull in the violence
When: Late November
Where: An abandoned apartment
Warnings: Language, apocalypses, TBD
When Alexander had thought of Hell, or at least, the Christian idea of Hell, he'd always imagined it had looked...well, rather like this. Buildings destroyed or on fire, large swathes of land and property simply decimated, and people screaming and crying.
But this was earth. This was, unbelievably, still New York City, even though it looked nothing like its former glory. He was still doing alright, considering. He'd grown up learning how to survive, learning combat and how to defend himself. He could get along just fine. Well. Mostly. And he still had Richard.
He was headed back to the apartment they'd commandeered, if you could even call it that, because it had long since been abandoned. He'd found some food and fuel for them to use, which was good, because two grown men could eat a lot, even under the best of circumstances. But he never took from families, because that just didn't sit well with him. Even as civilization fell into hell, he still had a few morals.
He climbed the stairs to their unit, knocking softly to announce himself. "Richard? I'm back."