A Search Gone Wrong || Open

Robert had recently entered this small house for a small scavenging run, having a little luck he had secured a wooden baseball bat, 3 cans of vegetables and surprisingly enough a small bag of M&M's."Oh this is good...." he whispered to himself as he stuffed the contents in his bag moving from the kitchen to one of the back bedrooms.

Upon entering the bedroom he ducked down, the window was shattered previously and there was a couple of runners outside just a ways down. Not wanting to spook them he stayed crouched down and began rummaging through the junk on the ground. Old newspapers, food wrappers, and general trash. 'Nothing good...' he whispered to himself as he opened the closet door he let out a huge grin. Inside the closet was what looked to be a rifle. When he picked it up he nearly shouted in rage but kept it in check. It was a BB gun, Robert was very upset. He thought his luck was going to turn around finally to secure a decent weapon.'Well at least I still found food and a baseball bat...' he thought to himself as he slowly walked out of the room and into the hall way with his head looking down oblivious to the man.

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Robert halted the moment those words were spoken he felt his heart begin to race, but remembering what his father told him about breathing exercises previous boxers in the world used to keep calm under pressure he began to put it to use. Breathing in deep and holding it for a couple seconds until releasing the air he slowly turned to face the man being extremely careful not to be to sudden.

Robert sighed when he saw there was a pistol aimed at him.'Really...Can I not catch a break..?' he thought to himself."Understood..."He replied coldly gripping the baseball bat tightly as he remained crouched to the ground. "Although you might want to be careful...There's a window behind me that is shattered...Not to many friendly looking faces out there so I would keep it down if I were you..." he stated quietly with a calm voice hoping to assure the man not to make any unnecessary noises.

Robert's eyes met the man's, as he clutched even tighter on the bat as he was being scanned for a hidden weapon. As if, Robert was to headstrong to need to hide a weapon from anyone. When the man had spoken and asked if Robert would attack once he had lowered his weapon. 'It seems he means me no harm...That is good...But if he thinks to get me off guard he is mistaken..' he thought to himself, loosening his grip slightly on the bat. "Not unless you strike at me first..." he whispered taking a quick peek at the window as to keep himself safe from an ambush from the rear. Still clear, Robert let out a sigh of relief and turned his attention back towards the man. "Names Robert...Robert Craig..What bout you tough guy?".

Robert gazed at the pistol Alexander lowered slowly and smirked 'Well at least he doesn't want to shoot me.' He thought to himself noting that he had not holstered it probably just in case Robert attacked, 'Can't blame the guy you can never trust people in this day and age..'.

Robert let off a rather big grin at the mans question if he was in here alone and decided maybe some sarcasm would lighten the mood and even out his chances to earn the mans trust something that was a rather difficult feat now days. "No, Actually there's one other in here with me at the moment Alex." Hopefully Alexander would have a sense of humor and not shoot him out of anger or annoyance.

Robert's grin quickly faded from his face at Alexander's harshness to his sarcastic joke and for good reason. Be that as it may Robert was not about to be intimidated or punked out. "First off, No I am not part of any killing, I Go it alone day in day out , Others will get you killed...And second, Don't you dare take that high and mighty tone with me, Go ahead and pop a round off you know as well as I do those....Things out there will rush in just the same." Robert felt a bit of accomplishment with that rebuttal saving his pride a bit but he began to feel as though he had no heart and sighed.
"Look, I'm sorry for your losses...It's a tough thing losing people you care about...My Father used to tell me not to let anger control you when engaged with an opponent, If you let anger control you. They have already won.." He said with a calm friendly tone hoping the man would heed his advice and not be wreckless.

Robert dropped his head to the ground and just shook his head letting out a quiet chuckle before lifting his head to look back at Alexander "Alright tough guy, have it your way,, after all I would be a hypocrite if I said I never got angry or acted on impulse.."he whispered softly. Truth was Robert was quite the knuckle head normally rushing in bad situations. Big risk big reward was what was normally on his mind, but he had his father tell him that advise before so he thought he would offer it to him as well. "So did you get a decent look at those uh...Snot rags by chance? Know which way they were headed? Any idea of where they could be holed up? Have a good idea of how many or how heavily armed they are?" he asked the man still loosely gripping the bat not sure how close or far those he was referring to were.

Robert rolled his eyes at the everyone being a hypocrite comment and rose to his feet as Alexander did, carefully watching his movements still wary.

Robert pondered on the location and gave a small smirk, he couldn't just sit back while people were in danger it wouldn't be morally correct for him. "Well how about we go ahead and stick to the shadows and find our way back to where this madness started see if we can't track down your buddies....Or the other guys?" he whispered with his hand extended out hoping for a firm handshake. Robert was in need of friends to hopefully watch his back and lets face it, not to many people survive well on there own and this could be his one shot to bolster his survival chances and secure a possible friendship with someone who was better equipped for this situation.