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#52
Old 05-29-2013, 03:02 AM

Once Tristan had began to lead the way toward the front entrance of where Akito had originally arrived from, he hadn't bothered to wait a moment before he had instantly began to follow the Russian male. Akito didn't turn his attention back behind him to see if Nimbus was following along as well, this little mission was nothing more then one to just go gather supplies for future needs and considering from what Nimbus had spoken about earlier, he knew how to protect himself as well. Night hadn't fallen upon the city yet, so many of the more dangerous mutated creatures were still in dormant at this time. By the time Akito had left the inside of the building, the very first thing he had noticed was to how Tristan had ended up giving the command for them to come to a crouching position. Listening as to how he spoke of marauder issues, Akito had moved a single grasp to his large sniper rifle on his back only in case they were going to have to fight at far range for the time being.

Within an instant when Tristan began to dash forward toward the drug store, Akito had followed up close behind until they had reached the store. Taking a single glance inside, he was able to see the different foods that had been piled on the shelves and within the several different coolers. Without taking a moment in waiting, he had made his way over toward the entrance before pushing the double glass doors open. Taking a glance around the large room of the drug store, Akito had sniffed the surrounding for only a moment before turning his gaze over toward the area behind the counter where the cash register normally would be found. The scent had seemed familiar to him, almost as though it were herbs. Without waiting for either of the other two males, Akito stepped over toward the counter before noticing as how small plants of what looked like random bushes were forming underneath the counter. Kneeling down in front of them, Akito ripped out the plants and took a small sniff of them only to end up tucking them inside his pocket. These herbs were perfect for treating small wounds, something he would no doubt need later on as long as he could remember how his family did it.