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Seppelin gave the young woman a puzzled look,then his eyes widened a little when he understood they had came back for him.''You're here 'cause...oh,I thought ya just needed some supplies,''He shifted from one foot to the other and looked over shoulder before adding.''Nah, I was just bein' very stupid and annoyin'.''He used the back of his to wipe a few stray locks out of his face and behind his ears.
He looked over his shoulder again.The horde walkers was comer closer.Seppelin gulped and said sheepishly.''Ah, okey-I'll just go and sit ,erm...there,''The blonde nodded by way of a ''thank you'',climbed into the back of the truck and put down his supplies.There was not really much room left in the back of the truck so Seppelin was seated awkwardly with his knees against his chest.
While the man who drove the truck did not hit any walkers, the ride was still quite bumpy and had Seppelin bouncing up and down in the back.Said man had to resist the urge to go all 'ooh-wim-o-weh-oh-wim-o-weh' as he pictured himself on a safari.He decided not to it because 1. it was immature and 2. he would probably annoy the living heck out the people in the front.
Now in the same vehicle as them, he examined the other survivors.The man was clearly an adult, perhaps in his late twenties or early thirties with dark brown hair and a concentrated look on his face.The female was a whole lot younger, maybe a bit older than Seppelin himself, also with brown hair.They both did not really look like cheerful chatters.He was sure they weren't related and also not dating- what he first had thought- since the man had been telling her about him, so they had met each-other a a short while ago.
The blonde looked out of the window,straining himself not to go all chatterbox on them.The man was speaking and Seppelin listened, not sure if he should answer or not.
Seppelin had tended his injury during the bumpy ride, which had been quite the  task.But now there was a bandage on his forehead and he had cleaned his face from the blood that had ran down his brow.He shifted a bit to the front and answered their questions.
''I'm Seppelin Gever, but people always call me 'Sepp' 'cause Seppelin is kind of an odd name, and they think 'Sepp' sounds better,''he closed his firts-aid kit and continued.''I wasn't part of a group, I was just lurkin' around a bit, ya know? Just to check if there where people needin' help.I've never been out of the city so leavin' was ...rather difficult.My navigation skills are just downright poor,''
He looked out of the window and then grinned at the young woman.''You guys didn't really look like chatters and once I am talkin' I tend to go on and on and talk a person's ears off....like I am doin' now,sorry.''The blonde almost bumped his head to the roof of the truck as they drove over something big.
''Umh,rest now or tomorrow...ah jeez, I wish I knew more about this stuff.Hmmm, what do the people in the movies always do?''He asked out loud.''Oh, and talkin' about people, what are you names actually?''
''oh, haha, I can keep quiet!''The blonde replied and jokingly made zipping motion with his hand.He listened to them talk and hummed softly.He looked down at the unopened box and wondered 'This thing...it isn't bomb ,right?...please don't let it be a bomb!'He juggled with it,unsure what to do with it before tossing it somewhere further in the back.Sepp continued to stare at it witheyes wide in panic only to snap out of it as the topic of Shelter came up.The former teacher completely forgot about his past causer of distress and turned around,listening carefully.
An abandoned shelter, that sounded well.Sepp 'unzipped' his mouth and nodded in agree.''Yeah, sounds alright.''
Jacob opened the door to the apartment building, knife clutched tightly in one hand, his pistol on the other. He knew only to use firearms as a last resort, as too much noise would just have walkers crawling all over the place in no time. He knew the building..a old friend of his used to live there with his wife and kid..Jacob had gone there after everything had started to try and find them..he found their bodies huddled together in their apartment, it seemed they had taken their own lives rather then allow the walkers to get to them..but the kid was no where to be seen. He didn't know if the walkers had gotten to him or if he had escaped.
Jacob made his way up to the third floor and opened one of the apartment doors. It looked ok, seemed like looters hadn't gotten to it yet. The kitchen was well stocked, the bed seemed..comfortable enough. He decided he would stay here. He looked out to see where Darcy and the other suvivor were.