Who: Micheal Carpenter, Open. Where: An abandoned convenience store When: Early Afternoon What: Micheal is scavenging Warnings: Not yet.
Micheal didn't like leaving his family alone. He knew they'd be safe, Charity wouldn't let anything happen to them, but he still felt better with them in earshot. They needed supplies though. So here he was, carefully picking through the pharmacy, picking up some medicine. Making sure to take only what he needed so that there would be enough for the next survivor. Once he had enough he grabbed some treats from the candy aisle, they had enough real food but the kids weren't happy with it. His hand rested lightly on Amoracchius as he stood for a moment, White cloak and Breast plate covering his simple flannel shirt as he wondered if a coloring book would stop Harry's fidgeting for an hour or two. It could almost be considered a normal shopping trip if you ignored the three zombies he'd had to take out on the way in. He glanced regrettably at what used to be a young man, Steve according to the name-tag.