Voodoo - Charm City

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

It's a long bit of walking from Philadelphia to DC, but Voodoo and his people have a few advantages in that regard. One is that Ellen's provided them with a map of the route she took, including landmarks along the way. Another is that, while it's a good distance, it's nowhere near as long as the trip from Canada or New York to Philly. Perspective can be key.

The route on the map doesn't go anywhere near I-95 for most of its length, though. And there's a thickly drawn band around a not inconsiderable piece of territory- most of which is inside the curve of what used to be Interstate 695.

Comments

[boston_bruiser]

"Aw, fuck a duck."

Voodoo lets out an explosive sigh, hands on his hips as he surveys the wreckage. He's sure as hell not walking through all that sludge.

"Don't got much of a choice, I guess. Where's the closest one?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

The man nods towards what looks like it used to be a highway exit. "Down that way. Couple of old projects're still standing, but they're just this side of fallin' down on each other. There's a school'n an ol' brick church, they're both all right. Ain't nothin' moved in on that church since my grandma killed a couple of fuckers who were tryin' to get the drop on her on the front steps."

[boston_bruiser]

"Then that's where we're headed. Thanks."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Ain't no problem," says the man. "Anybody gives you trouble for it, you tell 'em Omar knows you're there."

[boston_bruiser]

"Will do."

Voodoo digs into a MOLLE pouch and comes out with two gray circular pills, which he holds out for Omar.

"For your trouble. Water purification tablets."

He nods for the others to continue on down the road.

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Omar shakes his head with a bit of a smile. "No need, bruh," he says, holding up one hand. "You can keep 'em. S'all in the game. You just watch your backs, you understand?"

[boston_bruiser]

"Ain't about to forget."

Voodoo tucks the tablets back into the pouch and nods, moving to catch up with the others.

"Same to you, yeah?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Sure, sure," says Omar. "I will."

He leans back against the half-sign again and starts trying to light a bedraggled cigarette.