Who: Asher, Open When: Monday, early evening Where: Middle O' Town What: Asher's got a big ol' truck full of supplies and no one to give em to! Status: Open/ongoing Rating: PG?
Instructing Chewie to stay in the cab of the truck- both for the dog's safety and to protect the goods inside- Asher set out deeper into the town's center. It was almost dark, and he'd like to meet with someone about the food and medical supplies in his truck.
It was so strange, seeing people again after so many years being alone. He'd forgotten the kind of constant noise there was when people were around. And kids! It made sense that there would be kids, but he'd never thought about it before. It was one of those hope-giving things, seeing these kids running, playing like the world wasn't a big ball of fucked up.
Approaching the first authoritative looking person he could find, Asher pulled his hat off and ran his fingers through his hair. "You wouldn't happen to know where I could find someone in charge around here?"