Zones (Apocalyptic Roleplay)

Carissa: *decides she will be asking pyre some questions later*

Pyre: *raises an eyebrow* Kill you? This is a haven, the only goal is to keep those here safe.

Spard: Okay, start the questions.

Carissa: *decides to watch*

Pyre: Somewhere a bit more private please. *he gestures towards his own room*

Carissa: may I join you?

Pyre: *nods*

Spard: *walks toward Pyre's room*

Pyre: *opens the door for the two of them*

Carissa: *enters, quickly taking everything in*

Spard: *walks in*

*it is a simple dugout room with a large cot in the center. A simple wooden dresser sits on the side of the room next to a plain, steel chest that is bolted deep into the ground. There are a few more miscellaneous, unimportant things around the room*

Pyre: *steps in and closes the door behind them, he gestures to the cot* Please sit *he walks to the dresser*

Spard: *sits on the cot and looks at Pyre*

Carissa: *points to the ceiling* may I?

Pyre: *nods then opens a drawer* I am afraid I have yet to know your name, friend.

Spard: I am called Spard.

Carissa: *easily climbs the wall and sits (up?) on the ceiling facing them... Her hair hangs down as she watches*

Pyre: *nods* Pleasure *he pulls a shirt out of the drawer* I'm Pyre. How long have you known of the resistance? *he pulls off his bloody shirt revealing his toned torso, his skin is olive colored and he wears dog tags on a leather string around his neck, a key also hangs beside them*

Carissa: *dosnt mind the view at all*

Pyre: *uses the old shirt to clean his face and chest*

Spard: Just since yesterday.

((No school!!))
Carissa: *smiles*

((I know!! We can RP all day!!))

((I'll rp while doing homework like I did Sunday))

Pyre: That's good. *he tosses the bloody shirt on the ground and walks over to a bucket of clean water, he grabs a towel* What are your thoughts of the government? *he plunges his head into the bucket then stands again. He shakes his head, covering himself in the cold water. His soaked, black hair is messy as he rubs the towel on the top of his head*

((I'll probably just do homework....))