[John was too worried about the zombies on the shore anyway. He wanted to get safely inside and shut down everything before those zombies figured out that they could make themselves hover (the psionics, at least) and get over there.]
C'mon, this place should be good. Old man Harrison was hanging out in here before he joined the group.
[Indeed, the boat looked like it had been built to survive the apocalypse. All of the doors and windows were reinforced with steel bars, and the hull itself looked strong enough to take on anything. The inside was a little cramped, but contained everything someone might need: a kitchen, a bedroom, a sitting area-ish part, a tiny bathroom, and a second bedroom that had been filled floor to ceiling with preserved food. If John or Karkat looked, they would have found some of it to be expired, but most of the stuff had been made during wartime, so it had been made to last. It would taste horrible, but they wouldn't go hungry for a while.]
Woah. No wonder he didn't want to come right away.
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C'mon, this place should be good. Old man Harrison was hanging out in here before he joined the group.
[Indeed, the boat looked like it had been built to survive the apocalypse. All of the doors and windows were reinforced with steel bars, and the hull itself looked strong enough to take on anything. The inside was a little cramped, but contained everything someone might need: a kitchen, a bedroom, a sitting area-ish part, a tiny bathroom, and a second bedroom that had been filled floor to ceiling with preserved food. If John or Karkat looked, they would have found some of it to be expired, but most of the stuff had been made during wartime, so it had been made to last. It would taste horrible, but they wouldn't go hungry for a while.]
Woah. No wonder he didn't want to come right away.