Victor:

He was finished cleaning and went back into an office. He had found there was for some reason a guitar in one of the offices so he started to play in one of the farthest offices, singing the song All eyes on us. He gracefully played each note, sometimes but rarely missing a note. He thought that since this place was secure, he could play. Roger was curled up by his feet asleep. He continued to play going through different songs he knew till soon he just played guitar and didn't sing.

(gtg)
Maveric and Lani found their own places to sleep. Alaska had drifted off to someone playing guitar

( Alright ^.^ )

Victor:

After awhile he stopped playing and put away the guitar. Instead of going to sleep he first made sure all exits would be safe for exiting tomorrow, he also made sure that his backpack was completely set up if they needed to leave quickly. As he looked around he found a private area for officers to store private things. There wasn't much in there except... A cowboy hat? He saw this and was overjoyed. He really wanted one due to the heat outside. He grabbed it and tried it on, it fit him nicely. He decided he would be keeping the hat. Soon he found himself wandering the whole area till he found a basement... he could hear it was filled with the creatures and possibly not all of them were even Zombies. He ignored it, telling himself they would be out of this place long before the creatures would even get a chance to get out. Soon he became very tired and finally decided to get some sleep. He entered the sleeping quarters and propped the guitar and his pipe against a wall, using his backpack as a pillow. He lifted Roger onto his bed and soon fell asleep.

Metal creaked. There was a light thud of boots on pavement before the soft sound of footsteps could be heard. The cloaked figure made its way out of the alleyway slowly favoring its left legs as it hobbled forward. Once in the store next door it's pace slowed even more as they slowly looked over every shelf and box that there was. Everything seemed to have been raided already. Cursing lightly they moved to the next building where the cycle continued. Only when an object of valued was found do they quickly stash it way in their pack. Everything was quiet, too quiet in fact. It was when they came across a small variety of clothes that they fully stopped. "Alright Sammy lets see what we have here." The man said looking through the small selection of onesies and toddler clothes. It was best just to take them all leaving behind a few for the next person. Same went for the box of diapers and the powered baby formula. "That should do it." Steven whispered before shouldering his pack again. On his front where the poncho he wore split the baby backpack stood out, the sleeping baby wearing a set of earmuffs to keep the noise from waking her. Limping still he exited the building making his way back towards camp. That's when he heard it. It was the faint sound of music. "Odd." He muttered. Against his better judgement he moved towards the sound until it was louder. "Hello?" He called out risking getting heard by the undead.

Victor:

Slowly Victor stirred at the sound of a voice.. not one of the people of the groups voices either. He went to investigate and heard the voice call again. he started to look into each and every room to find the sound but to no avail. He went to the basement door but again only heard the creatures down there. He shuddered and went to the vents, he climbed out and looked around, no one had been on that side. He went back inside and then finally decided to go to the front door of the station, finally he saw a person from outside one of the boarded up windows. He crept closer, holding his metal pipe tightly. " Whose out there? " He called out as he got to the door and windows. He was ready to fight if it might of been danger but to help if it had been a fellow survivor like himself. He looked through the cracks and saw the man, he waited now to hear a response.

With each time he called out a zombie somewhere groaned. This was too dangerous, someone must have left a radio on or something. Just as he was going to turn away he heard the voice. Slowly he put his hands up, the poncho covering Sammy as he did. "Just a Survivor." He stammered slowly stepping in sight of the door. He looked rough. There was a large bandage about his left leg, along with a crude splint. He was covered in cuts and bruises as well as his clothes being splattered in dried blood. On his face a cut stood out on the bridge of his nose and his right eye was blackened. "I'm just looking for a place to rest."

Victor:

He swiftly opened the door for the man seeing all the wounds. " Come in quickly before you attract them nearby.. " he said as he stepped aside from the door. He was a calm person overall and he saw this man as no threat at all. He noticed the many wounds and the sign of a possible broken leg. He was sure the man would be hungry so he started to think of what he could make for the man to eat. He also had not noticed the child that was with the man mostly because he was half asleep and barely keeping his eyes open as it is. He then heard Roger coming up and going to greet the man by nipping at his pants and trying to drag him inside, but the dog was so small it could barely do anything anyway.

Alaska was an extremely light sleeper, so she was up after she heard the door open. She stood in the doorway of the next room, bat ready. Lani and Maveric had found their way back to where everyone else was. Lani had her bow in hand, but when she saw the newcomers she lowered it. Alaska had found a pack of old gum but was chewing a piece anyway. She was about to smack it, but then she saw the baby was just about to go to sleep and decided otherwise

As quickly as he could he limped inside, having a bit of trouble on the stairs. "Thank you." Steven answered in a low voice once he was inside. Sammy stretched some, making a small sound. The man paled some watching the reactions of the group before slowly removing the poncho and revealing the bundle the baby was in. "Shh...shh it's alright." He said to the child as he lowered himself to the ground to tend to her.

Victor:

He stayed away from the man and child, knowing they needed rest. Instead he went over to the others " He is safe don't worry, just wounded and needed help. " He said as he turned back to the kitchen. He made something small for the man and went over to him. " I know you are busy right now but I made you some food if you're hungry.. " He said leaving a the ball of food nearby to him before leaving and leaning by a nearby wall. He looked to Marveric, Lani, and Alaska " You guys could head back to sleep if you want."