[ Being in the BSAA had its perks, as Chris had been trained and prepared since the bombing of Racoon City to handle most situations during a viral outbreak, but being one of its few remaining founders and stranded in the States without any support was another problem in and of itself. While the BSAA was backed by the UN and had other branches abroad, with the state of the US as it were they took to heavily monitoring the borders instead of actively looking for a cure. Maybe the world was looking to see if the country would thrive or die and hopefully take the virus with it. Though for now, Chris was stuck with no choice but to survive.
The Burtons, his only extended family after losing his parents, were in Canada. His sister somewhere with them, and as for Jill—he was reluctant to leave the Midwest altogether due to wanting stay near her grave. The reason he'd stuck around with Mafuyu for this long was his partner had given up her life to make sure the two of them both made it out of New York City. Despite the number of years since then, he'd done his best to make sure Mafuyu had survived the initial outbreak. Now, Chris figured the BSAA had labeled both him and Jill dead at this point since most mail was confiscated on account of any lingering spores, telecommunications was either heavily monitored or gone altogether, and what was left was a precarious state of.. functioning anarchy between camps.
Still, they'd need to set out and hunt some just outside the barrier soon. After getting up early to fix some breakfast, Chris boils the last egg for Mafuyu. Along with finding a can of corn beef in and around the almost empty cupboards to cook and pan-frying some buttered toast to mask a bit of the staleness.
Just as he's about to call for her, Chris stops after catching sight of her in the living room. Shooting her a nod before parroting the words back at her. ]
Morning. [ Unused to seeing her up this early, Chris hovers some by the wall to check for any wounds or signs of sickness. ] Just finished making breakfast, so let's sit and eat.
( ooc: i'm back and rdy 2 tag yessm sorry about that )
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The Burtons, his only extended family after losing his parents, were in Canada. His sister somewhere with them, and as for Jill—he was reluctant to leave the Midwest altogether due to wanting stay near her grave. The reason he'd stuck around with Mafuyu for this long was his partner had given up her life to make sure the two of them both made it out of New York City. Despite the number of years since then, he'd done his best to make sure Mafuyu had survived the initial outbreak. Now, Chris figured the BSAA had labeled both him and Jill dead at this point since most mail was confiscated on account of any lingering spores, telecommunications was either heavily monitored or gone altogether, and what was left was a precarious state of.. functioning anarchy between camps.
Still, they'd need to set out and hunt some just outside the barrier soon. After getting up early to fix some breakfast, Chris boils the last egg for Mafuyu. Along with finding a can of corn beef in and around the almost empty cupboards to cook and pan-frying some buttered toast to mask a bit of the staleness.
Just as he's about to call for her, Chris stops after catching sight of her in the living room. Shooting her a nod before parroting the words back at her. ]
Morning. [ Unused to seeing her up this early, Chris hovers some by the wall to check for any wounds or signs of sickness. ] Just finished making breakfast, so let's sit and eat.
( ooc: i'm back and rdy 2 tag yessm sorry about that )