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Futuristic Brain Burger

Nathan didn't respond, a shaky smile came onto his face for a split-second but that was it. He kept his eyes closed and softly held onto Norman. (@Soul OMU)
 
Stewart notices the situation, it kind of put a damper on things,


"I-I didn't...ask." As the words escape his mouth, he gets quieter.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
Elizabeth said nothing as she held Nathan's hand, had been studying how to be a doctor before all this happened. "Hey Nate... Brie told me you two were brainstorming names... what were your choices?" she asked while looking at him. (@DrTrollinski)
 
"What did you say to them." Norman asked sternly.


".. I--.." He pauses. "Daniel... Jessica..." He mutters quietly. (@Stew, @Soul OMU)
 
Stewart walks over by Norman and Elizabeth,


"Do you think he'll be alright?" He whispers to Liz.


(@Soul OMU)
 
"Let me ask you again, Stew... What did you say to the people on the radio?" He asked quietly, holding Nathan close. (@Stew)
 
Stewart has a feeling of dread in his stomach,


"I only said hello, they told us where they were." He pulls out the piece of paper he scribbled down the location on.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
Elizabeth sighed softly as she looked at Stewart slightly. "I can only hope and pray... I'm doing my best with what I got and what I've learned from medical school..." she said softly. (@Stew)
 
Stewart shakes his head,


"No, I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I know not to disclose your location." He crosses his arms with a worried look on his face. He then sets the paper down beside Norman.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
He glances at the paper for a moment. "We're not going. Not yet." He stated simply before clenching the paper in his hand, he looked up at Elizabeth and sighs. ".. He needs to eat... Somethin' simple, like chicken soup or somethin'. The boy's got no energy left in 'im." He said softly, rubbing Nathan's back. (@Soul OMU, @Stew)
 
Elizabeth nodded as she headed to the kitchen to start making a pot of chicken noodle soup, humming softly while cooking it up for Nathan and a bit for herself since she need to eat too. (@DrTrollinski, you need to answer AftS xD )
 
(@Soul OMU - I was eating dinner. Replied now xD )


".. Stew... What did these people you were talkin' to sound like? Young? Old? American? Spanish, what?" He asked him, propping Nathan up a little so that he wouldn't choke if he vomited. (@Stew)
 
Stewart pauses for a moment,


"Well, he sounded young, maybe 19 or 18. And he also had a slightly thick Russian accent." Stewart sits against the wall.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
"Fuck. No. We ain't trustin' no Russians." He said bluntly, shaking his head. "Nuh-uh. As long as they don't know where we are, that's good. Do you know if he's in a group?" He asked, wiping his forehead. (@Stew)
 
Elizabeth finishes making chicken noodle soup when Annie walks in, pale and sweaty looking as usual since the loss of her arm. "Hey Ann... What's up?" she asked while Annie stayed by the door. "Uhm... I just wanted you to know I'm going to take a shower and to tell Hunter that's where I am if he comes looking for me..." she said softly before heading to the bathroom to undress and shower. Annie looked at her reflection as she lightly touched the stump of her elbow which was still bandaged up and was slightly pink from the blood but she figured it had stopped by now so she slowly unraveled the bandages so she could wash the stump lightly with water while she showered. (@Huntrey)


Elizabeth walks back to Nathan and Norman with the bowls of chicken noodle soup, one for herself and the other for Nathan as she sits down by them. (@DrTrollinski)
 
Stewart shrugs,


"I think he said 'we' at some point, he could have a group, or just another person. I don't really know." He sighs.


(@DrTrollinski)
 
"I think I'm gonna' have to feed him. He can barely move. He can't eat too much of that, just a little amount so he keeps it down." He said to her, taking the bowl of the chicken soup and placing it on the floor; he scoops up a small spoonful of it and taps Nathan on the shoulder - despite the fact that he was barely conscious, he still opened his mouth in anticipation - Norman poured the soup onto his tongue and watched him slowly swallow it down. (@Soul OMU)


---


He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs. "Next time someone calls - You get me to talk. Christ, what did you even say to 'em if you have that little information? The conversation couldn't have been long." He stated simply, dipping the cloth back into the bowl of water followed by setting it down on Nathan's forehead. (@Stew)
 
Elizabeth sitting beside him, currently spooning some soup for herself since she hadn't eaten at all this morning and the smell of the soup was making her stomach growl in anticipation. She just hoped that it would stay down because then it would have been all for nothing. (@Stew)
 
Stewart gets up,


"I think I'll go outside." He states to no one in particular. He walks outside and sits on the steps of the station.


(@Soul OMU)
 
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