The Fallout Zone discussion

This is an old broken down hospital used to heal or help injured/sick people.

Once the car stopped, Spade pushed the car door open before carrying the guy out of the car, wasting no time in carrying him into the run down hospital and requesting assistance with him."Anna, if you would rather stay with him, I'm fine with that, I can walk back..." He murmured. He planned to go back and discuss the club with Tanya though when he meant fun he had really meant something naughty.

Anna shook her head no. "I can always come back later," she told him opening the passenger door.

"Are you --" he cut off, deciding not to try and persuade her any further."If you so say..." He murmured in uncertainty, slipping into the passengers seat and closing the car door himself. Chivalry was never meant for the women.

Anna got in the drivers seat. "I find it amusing when a men looks at me funny for opening the door for them, l she said twisting the key in the ignition.

"I didn't give you a look," he argued quietly, leaning his head against the window."I can't stay I wasn't surprised though," he proclaimed, feeling uncomfortable now as they were no longer in a crisis, things were calm, and he was alone... in Anna's car.

She nods and starts.driving pulling out. "Yes people normally are and you so did give me a look," she said checking her rearview mirror.

"What kind of look?" He asked, merely procrastinating until that got back to the tattoo parlor and he could go back to talking to Tanya. He wasn't too fond of clubs and drinking wasn't his strong subject.

She gave him and over exaggerated shocked look eyes wide soft pink lips falling open in a perfect round o and giggled.

"I didn't do that," he proclaimed defensively, the slightest hint of a smile on his face. If anything, he probably merely had shock in his eyes; he never showed too much emotion."I don't like liars you know," he proclaimed quietly, his voice tainted with mockery.

"Oh so now I'm a liar," she said laughing nodding her head. "You know I don't like uptight people," she said mock pouting.

"I don't like that adjective; I prefer cautious," he countered a matter-of-factly, huffing in slight defiance. It wasn't like Anna needed to like him anyway -- but what did it matter? She wasn't completely being serious. If she hated him she wouldn't have asked for help and he wouldn't be in her car.

She shrugged. "You know I used to be as cautious as you," she said with a wink. "Till one day I had a friend go Anna you need to get rid of that attitude before one day someone slaps you," she said nodding. "And that was the day I stopped being cautious," she said laughing. "True story too," she said.

He closed his eyes and sighed."It isn't like I always have an attitude, I'm just quiet..." He murmured quietly, reopening his eyes gradually."And it isn't like I have a friend to warn me about being slapped," he mumbled.

"Okay then I'll do it I will slap you if you don't be happy," Anna said giggling laughter carrying around the car. Anna was suprised she was laughing this much. She turned on the stereo in her car and.blasted it on high I was.a techno song that she actually had heard a few times. She moved her head to the beat as she drove.

"Hmph," he huffed, gazing out at the pacing environment until the silence was broken by music. It wasn't bad music, and he found it to be pretty lively and it made him smile, and the way she swayed and moved her cranium made him grin -- she was silly.

She opened the windows and sun roof glad she had braided her hair in a French braid or else her hair would be hitting her in the face. She looked over at his grin which made her have an even wider one of her own. She wished she could go to the club and dance to this music. She thought about it and decided she would go later. "Mow tell Me this isn't making you wanna dance," she said loudly over the music and the wind.

He immediately wiped the grin from off of his countenance and stares frigidly at the passing terrain; he smiled to no one, he grinned to no one, he laughed with no one -- except for the old man back at the apartment complex. So why was he allowing Anna to witness the unbidden and forbidden? "It doesn't make me want to dance," he proclaimed, loud enough for her to hear over the ear throbbing music. Truth was, he didn't really like to dance or sing or have fun around others; he was known as the tough stoic one and wanted to keep it that way.

She turned her music down a little and decided to stop talking to him if he wanted to be that way let him she thought coldly as she pulled into the.parking lot parking in the space next to his car.

Chessi walked into the building. She was out of the basic meds she kept with her and need to get some new ones. No one was really in the building so she want to the back room to help her self. She would leave a note telling how much she took.