Hiding From Sunlight - A Dystopian Role-Play

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Gail cocked her head at the chicken who had spoken to her, only slightly phased. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't realize you could speak human. I've never spoken chicken before, so that's probably why it isn't very good." She divided the remainder of the burger in half, and set the other half down in front of the talking rooster, finishing her half. "So, what is your name?" she asked, her mouth full of burger(cuz she didn't know any better)
Frosty pecked at the burger, then paused, pushing the meat back towards Gail. "My name is Frosty. Because I am...err...." He stopped suddenly, wondering where he had gotten his name. It must have been before the experiment.
 
Lilith looked at him angrily. She argued confidently "He could be murdering another one of them now, and I'm just going to sit here. Move aside, old man." She crossed her arms, determined to find her friend and save him.
Matt snorted "You won`t be any good if your wound opens open again and your spine and brain-stem are exposed, get infected, your brain dies, and you die. I need to be able to keep an eye on it."
 
Name: Matt Marcus
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Description: Tan skin, black hair, brown eyes, two scars over his cheek, wheres blue jeans, a black long sleeve shirt, grey tennis shoes
Personality: Brave, loyal to a never ending extant even to a stranger, tough love person, blunt, hates himself for running away from the government, kind, has a deep love for Abhainn, and still remembers his promise of finding her and is trying to find out how to save her from the factorys
History: see Abhainn`s
Rank/Job: Nothing important, works part time for an animal shelter/Revolutionary
Family: Abhainn (Daughter, alive) Thomas (Son, Dead) Virginia (Wife, dead)
Other: hidden
Username: @RiverStorm
 
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Lilith nodded, answering "he could be killing a child right now. This second." She looked to him with hopeful eyes.
(I just realized she wouldn`t be able to go out alone..)

Matt sighed "I know your not going to like this I hope you don`t mind company, because I still have to keep an eye on it. If your not okay with me tagging along to keep an eye on that wound you have to wait til it heals. Medical protocol. Besides you have no clue probably were we are, I had to take you quite far." he said seriously.
 
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