Free Falling || Natalie & Marcus
Natalie stood quietly on the mountain ridge taking note of the scarred landside to the west where Los Angeles once existed. Taking deep breath she turned, surveying her campsite. after nightfall she had extinguished the fire, keeping her thermal reading off of Skynets map. Grabbbing her AK she slung the strap around her shoulder, tightening her belt of knives around her waist before making her way to the jeep just below camp.
Getting in the young blonde inserted the screwdriver, cranking it Nat stiffened slightly at the roar of he engine, waiting for some machine to come rushing towards her. relaxing ever slightly she threw her knapsack in the backseat before continuing down the beaten path toward the city of lost Angeles.
it had barely been fifteen minutes when Natalie noticed a man stumbling a long beside the road, slowing down when she pulled up beside him, one hand resting on the steering wheel while he other one pulled a knife out of her belt, "Need a ride?" she called out