Peter had no idea what was going on so he just nodded numbly and got back into Indigo's van.

"I'm fine," Frosty replied stiffly, continuing ahead.


"Leona!" Frosty yelped, a sparkle of joy in his eyes at seeing her alive, which quickly dissipated as he realized his surroundings.

"So, how many dead? Are there any survivors?" Frosty demanded as Toby cleaned her wounds. "Alan is with the kids. Here," he turned up the volume on the communications device. "Leona's here. What's your report?" He asked quickly, hoping his message would go through.
"Ok. Some of the teens have located the key and a small party is going to put it into the bank," Indigo replied briskly.
 
Leona shot Toby a grateful smile. "Thanks. Plenty of people, me and the others who aren't hurt have been trying to round everyone up in here to get the checked out, but we haven't hardly found anyone yet, the Pure literally just left so we haven't been able to search everywhere." She looked to Frosty. "Incomplete count as of the moment, but twelve have been confirmed dead."

"How many people work here? It might give me a rough estimate on injured/dead people. If there's over 100 workers, 12 dead isn't bad. Don't get me wrong, it's still really bad, but-" Toby instantly fell silent, it occurring to him that this wasn't something he should say out loud. "Uhh... never mind. Sorry." He mumbled, pulling off his bloody gloves. "Do you have a biohazard waste bucket-container-thing somewhere? Or someplace I could safely dispose of any blood infected things?" He asked quietly.
 
Brisa offered him a slight, sideways smile, seeming a bit happier all of a sudden. “See, this is why no matter how crazy or grumpy you act sometimes, I know we can trust you. Deep down you have a beautiful soul.” She said quietly. “And for once don’t protest, okay? Learn to take a compliment.”
Wolfram made a noise that sounded very much like a hissing cat, clenching his jaw. "You sound like my mum." He muttered, but smiled slightly at her.
 
She wasn't sure if she was allowed to dig into the emergency stores, but desperate times led to desperate measures. Indigo looked around and counted heads. One... two... three...
"How many are here?" She asked. Tailgating at a bank, now that's a first.
Indigo climbed into the van and grabbed a slim camp stove and.... a pot.
 
She wasn't sure if she was allowed to dig into the emergency stores, but desperate times led to desperate measures. Indigo looked around and counted heads. One... two... three...
"How many are here?" She asked. Tailgating at a bank, now that's a first.
Indigo climbed into the van and grabbed a slim camp stove and.... a pot.

Jessi looked around. "There's twenty of us, give or take a few." She said. Twenty people… good thing we aren't all going in the bank. She looked at Indigo curiously. "What're you doing?" She asked.
 
Jessi looked around. "There's twenty of us, give or take a few." She said. Twenty people… good thing we aren't all going in the bank. She looked at Indigo curiously. "What're you doing?" She asked.
"Passing out the rations," Indigo said grimly, then smiled. Indigo opened an enormous water jug with some effort and poured it into the pan.
She handed Jessi a box of freeze dried food. All of the food was in individual sized bags. "Pass them around," she said. "These are two serving bags, most of them, but I think they'll be wanting seconds anyways.
 
"Passing out the rations," Indigo said grimly, then smiled. Indigo opened an enormous water jug with some effort and poured it into the pan.
She handed Jessi a box of freeze dried food. All of the food was in individual sized bags. "Pass them around," she said. "These are two serving bags, most of them, but I think they'll be wanting seconds anyways.

Jessi grabbed the bags and handed one to everyone. This is weird, now isn't a good time for eating. Don't get me wrong, I'm starving and I love food, but still…
 

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