Who: Daniel & Gemma When: 8:13 a.m. Where: outside the greenhouse
As before, Daniel's assigned duties for the day included sanitation. He was hardly surprised, and certainly not especially pleased. But it was only day two, the streets were still relatively clean, and he was grateful that thus far their situation had not exactly worsened. His "family's" pantry was now stocked with easily prepared staples. He had a couple dollars in his pocket for lunch, and a belly full of free coffee, courtesy of City Hall. Only a little trash had accumulated for him to attend to. Things could certainly have been worse. So when he saw a reasonably familiar face and a stroller coming down the street, he did not avoid them as he otherwise might; instead he managed a smile and a small but friendly wave, and tried to recall her name.
"Gem--" he began, but stopped himself at once. There were still points to be made, still useful rewards to try to obtain. Better to bank them now, and perhaps earn some good will before shit truly hit the fan and made the game far more difficult. He thought back over the character notes he had read, cursing himself for not recently re-reading them as a reminder. He could recall the high points, at least. Something about a lie to get into the compound...