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located in NORTH AMERICA, a part of TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY, one of the many universes on RPG.

NORTH AMERICA

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Character Portrait: Willow Haven Character Portrait: Thomas Shaw Character Portrait: Erin Hart Character Portrait: Roy Jeffries Character Portrait: Oliver Moore Character Portrait: Shay Arnell
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Shaw strode towards the RV and even though he didn't immediately hear footsteps, he continued. He figured she would come eventually. After he had trekked ten minutes or so he paused beside the overhand of a small shop and peered behind him listening for the soft feminine footfalls of his companion. Two minutes pass before he cursed under his breath and palmed his face in frustration. Leave it to a stubborn woman to do something stupid like raiding a sick, infested hospital. He quickly doubled back, taking a different path than the two he had already taken for the day.

Shaw crouched next to the soft dirt of the pond. He eyed the stirred grass that made a barely noticeable path away from the pond. "Shit." He cursed once again. He refused to go after the woman. There was no way he was risking his life for that stubborn beast. Her stern eyes flashed in an image in his mind. He glanced around him before cursing one more time and standing to head towards the old safe zone. He wouldn't risk his life but he could at least check the perimeter to see if she made it out.

Shaw had run the perimeter facing the RV five times now and his lungs struggled to keep up with his pace. Worry was beginning to set in and he willed his mind to accept that it was useless to keep searching. Gunshots made him duck for a hiding spot beside a city dumpster and freeze. He pulled his bow from around his shoulders and kept it at his side ready. He listened and the air was dank with rotten smells, almost sweet from whatever was in the dumpster beside him. Silence met his ears before another few rounds rang out in the distance again. He tensed before slipping out of his hiding place and towards the main street. It took him a few minutes but eventually he peered around the building he was pressed against to see a group of men pushing each other and playing around. One of them was clearly the leader as he radiated cockiness. It would be the death of him. Shaw glanced down the other side of the street and saw nothing strange except the dead lumbering towards the group. Shaw shook his head and backed away from the scene. It was no use. If the sick hadn't snagged Willow, those men had probably killed her. A pang of guilt hit him hard but he turned away to go back the way he came.

Shaw crouched in what used to be a park. The grass reached to his waist when crouched and it was definitely thriving off of not being cut and maintained. The cement had been broken and cracked enough that there was no real path. Here, it was clear that at least some wildlife could eke out a life in the park. Shaw counted on that.

Thirty minutes had passed by the time movement caught his eye and he raised his head, excited to get some action finally. His muscles had just started to burn and his shirt was just beginning to dry from the running he had done earlier. A scrawny buck picked it's way through the grass nibbling at the fronds. This would be paradise for a traveling deer and he had the look of that kind of creature. It's eyes were shifty and its footsteps cautious as if it had been frightened mighty deeply. It's ears were constantly up listening for sound. It's tail flicked in anxiety even in the oasis in ate lunch in. Shaw drew the arrow and felt his muscles protest from the movement after being still for so long. Shaw aimed so slowly it seemed as if he were taking ten years for each centimeter he moved. Finally he centered his aim on the bucks' chest right between the shoulder and front. When the bow released the arrow whistled causing the buck to startle but the arrow struck him in the leg and he fell grunting loud enough to make Shaw nervous. He approached and quickly silenced the scrawny little buck with his dagger and slit it's belly and picked up the leg giving it some elevation to begin the bleeding process. He didn't want to drag the thing all the way to the RV with fresh blood trailing behind him.

It took a while of tense waiting but eventually the blood congealed and stopped dripping. Shaw tossed the deer over his shoulder and started the jog back to the RV. It weighed a decent amount but it was bearable with small breaks every now and then. His muscles cramped but it was the least he could do for the group. He may not risk his life but he could keep them alive if they were smart enough.

Shaw neared the RV area and frowned at the amount of noise coming from it. He had tossed the body over the fence and followed suit and had noticed the noise level then but had hoped it was his imagination. Guess not. Shaw stomped up to the group standing near the fence opposite the direction he was coming from. He was sure some of the bucks blood had dried on his left shoulder and cheek plus the sweating and running around in the dirty city was making him look savage. "What the hell-" He froze, eyes falling on Willow. He spluttered and dropped the carcass before dashing up to her and leaning down to her height, shouldering past the others. He knew there was a storm of emotions in his eyes but he couldn't help it. He had thought she was dead from her own stupidity. He wasn't even completely sure whether to be angry and tell her off or just be glad she was safely back. He gently grasping her jaw and peered at the tiny cuts and smudges on her face before releasing her and peering at her arms by lifting each arm to inspect the pale skin. "You're safe." He grumbled almost in question. He was happy but more worried about her than anything. He stepped away from her after he was sure everything was okay and glared at her. "That was dumb of you. If you had just waited you wouldn't have had to even go through.." He faltered, crossing his arms over his chest, as he was unsure if he wanted to tell her that he had followed her after the fact. He gave up. "Those men and the others. They could have killed you." He voice lowered as he remembered thinking she was dead and the anger flared up in response to his own guilt. He turned back towards the door to the RV but paused mid-step and sighed. "Shay." He tried more softly, knowing the other woman didn't deserve an attitude. "Can you get her cleaned up? She can use my spare water bottle . I.." He balked at having to say it and switched his wording, "-can get some more if need be. I'll get some supplies you brought in Willow. Thanks for getting them. Also, I got us something to eat. I don't want us to waste the dried resources since we can save those for an emergency where we can't hunt or scavenge." He headed towards his bag in the RV and pulled out a water bottle three-fourths full and brought it back out to the group setting it near Willow along with his spare clean cloth, which had been saving for such a situation for himself, before striding away with a scowl.

Shaw brought one of the bags in from under the fence where he suspected one of the others had made a hole and set them next to the RV. He didn't know if Willow wanted them sorted out and stored elsewhere and the other supplies he was sure Roy or Oliver who had probably already helped a bit could get the rest. Honestly, he had to admit she had gotten some very valuable things. He stared at the bags before shuffling over to the buck with a growl. It pissed him off that she hadn't waited but there was nothing he could do but work on what he was used to. He fixed a pit and gathered some wood after another trip under the fence through the hole. Sweat began to soak his shirt again and he huffed as he worked to light the fire. As several minutes of him growling obscenities and frustration he managed to get it lit with some stone and serious friction. With that done he moved to the carcass next. Shaw leaned down next to the carcass and began gutting it. He didn't like having to gut it so close to the RV but he'd remove the guts and unused parts from the area by digging a hole deep enough to cover them and the smell after he finished. Once all that was done in an efficient and quick manner, he got the meat stripped, he put the little bit of meat he could salvage on some thicker sticks and set them next to the fire that had gotten started enough to hold its own for a while. Shaw peered down into the flames as exhaustion licked at his mind. Instead of going for sleep inside though he sat down next to pit and leaned his elbows on his knees, content to simply close his eyes and listen to the crackle of the flames every now and then as the day moved around him.