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 Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 1:19 pm
[Yay! we're all online! Mizuki just got you guys in hot water ;D]
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 1:30 pm
((yay things are getting interesting.))
Garath looks up from his first aid when he hears some one yell out down the street. Garath gets up and looks down the street. Theres a lone man running down it. He looks to the end of the street and sees the crowd. "I think it's time we got moving." He looks around trying to find a place to hide when he heard the man yelling at them to climb. Climbing seemed to be the best idea. Garath remembers a house on his dash over to the car crash. There had been a ladder leaning against the building onto the roof. "Lets go this way. I saw a ladder onto a roof a while back."
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 2:05 pm
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit..." Kalila reapeated over and over again and she grabbed her brothers wrist and they began to fly down the street. They ran fast, but they still had there packs on there back, disabling them from doing anything wonderfully athletic.
"Aw f*ck this... I'm sorry dude. We need all the sh*t in here!" Kalila said to the man, still running, and pointing to their bags. She looked around and saw a low flag pole. It looked low enough to reach, if she climbed on the stoop's staircase. But you couldn't reach it any other way. "Nicholas come with me." Kalila breathed heavily and quickly angled herself to the stoop.
"Are you trying to get us killed?" Nicholas said near tears.
"Fine, keep running, and give me your pack." She said quickly, her words meshing together. Nicholas threw his backpack at her and sprinted. Once Kalila had them both she quickly climbed the stairs and the rail, hung the packs, and jumped off.
Now they were much too close for comfort. Kalila still had a bokken on her waist, as well as her brother. But, she wasn't stupid, she kept running. Everything she did with not even with a seconds pause between. She looked ahead and saw her brother already made it on top of a fire escape, the same one as the newest new comer. She started running faster. She took a quick glance back. One of them were in about seven feet range.
"RUN KALI! Travis was freakin' eaten alive!" Nicholas yelled desperately. (Apparently Travis had a late start and the gash on his leg didn't help much either. As he was running he was pulled back, by the collar of his shirt, to the ground. His entire body was feasted upon by about five infected while he was still alive.)
She was right there. She jumped as if her life depended on it and grabbed the very bottom rung to the ladder leading up. Nicholas quickly scurried down and helped his sister up. Her heeless mary jane clad foot was almost grabbed by an infected that looked like he use to be a Harley Davidson biker. But, her foot instead kicked him in his decrepit, rotting face, and gave her the boost to get a better grip and keep crawling up.
She finally made it up. Kalila rolled on to the metalic, criss crossed floor and took in large amounts of air, completely out of breath.
"What the hell, Kali!?" Nicholas yelled angrily. He grabbed his older sister by the frilliness on her dress. "You almost died for a pack of supplies and clothes?! What's wrong with you?" He said pushing her back down. "I swear..."
"What's the plan?" Kalila said ignoring her brother and looking at the other too. As she spoke, Nicholas climbed to the very top of the fire-escape. She rolled back over and looked through the gaps on the ground. The infected were gathered underneith them, foaming at the mouth.
"I can see Nina's place from here... There is a flag waving from her room's window. The whole place looks freakin' buttressed..." Nicholas yelled down.
"Told you... She's always been ready for something like this..." Kalila airily said, out of breath. "The other guy made it, right?" she asked talking about Garath.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 4:01 am
Mizuki by now was on the roof.
Whilst the other two had been running, he had run straight to the elevator shaft and, taking a spare belt out of his pack, had wrapped it repeatedly around the metal bar handles, binding them tightly together.
He didn't know if Crazies could use elevators. He assumed not. But he wasn't taking chances.
The belt wouldn't hold long against a hoard, but it might deter and confuse one or two.
He crossed over the edge of the roof as he heard voices and looked down. There were the siblings he had passed before, though he saw no sign of the wounded party of the other boy.
Still, he could see that all fifteen of the Crazies were bunched together below the ladder. Salivating and lashing at the air.
Wait a minute. He did a quick mental head count.
Nine.
The tangiable scent of blood met his nostrils. His pupils shrunk to meer pin pricks as his head snapped in that direction. He flinched as he spotted five of the Crazies happily munching away at the guts of the man whom had been wounded. That was his fault.
Still, rather him than me..
But wait, you didn't need to be a mathamatic genuis to know that nine and five didn't quite add up.
He stared wildly around for a moment before noticing that Crazies number 15 was ascending the stairs up to the third balcony.
Though Mizuki knew that the Crazies wouldn't jump, he wasn't too willing to take that chance.
He whipped off the shot gun , catching his ear sharply on the strap as he did so. Bending his knees to help absorb the recoil, he cocked it and taking quick aim of the Crazie he squeezed the trigger.
The gun went off with a resounding crack that echoed off everything making it seem all the louder. Though his knees were bent the shock of it still caused him to shuffle backwards an inch. The shell flew true to Mizuki's reknown good aim and slugged the Crazie in the side of the head.
Shot guns were nasty bastards, with far bigger shells than your average hand gun. The shell hit the Crazie in the temple and the head exploded, splattering everthing near it, along with the two youths on the ladder rungs, with fragmented skull and grey sludgey ooze.
Mizuki cocked the gun again.
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING? CLIMB!"
The Crazies below began to shriek horrible high pitched noises that could never have been human and began to flail around in what could have been described as fear.
The headless carcus on the balcony teetered to the side, hit the railing and went over. It fell and landed on the concrete with a sickening wet crack.
The Crazies went ape s**t.
They started to flail and hollar before eventually backing off.
Mizuki gazed at this in wonder. Another note was added to his mental list of what he knew about crazies.
1) The didn't jump
2) The longer they were infected, the slower they were.
3) They could be confused by blocking out windows and doors - so long as they didn't already know you were inside.
And now 4) They seemed to back away from danger.
And 5), even more interesting, but still yet to be prooven: They didn't feast on their fellow Crazies.
Mizuki looked at the two and grinned feverishly.
"s**t. I didn't expect to see other people. How have you survived the out break so long?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 1:41 pm
As soon as Kalila spotted the lone infected she scrambled to her feet. But, a little late as her brother and her were shot by bits of skull and liquid filth. Nicholas helped her up and the dashed up the stairs a second before the other person ordered them to.
"SWEET! Dude, we have a person with a shotgun with us!" Nicholas grinned in excitement, still clambering up the stairs with his sister behind him.
"Yes, that's great, but more importantly did any of that sh*t get into your cuts, mouth, eyes, anything?" Kalila asked, refering to the ooze, her hand on the hilt of her bokken, just in case these things were smart enough to figure out anything. She and her brother now sat on the very edge of the roof, the stairs of the fire escape at their feet.
"No... I'm wearing all long clothes." Nicholas inserted, pointing at his long black jeans and Long-sleeved gray shirt with a black T-shirt of Halo 3 over it. "None got on my face Kali... I turned my back to that crap."
"Ah... Good. Lucky for me the rail and part of the stairs were in front of me." Kalila informed, but her mind began to wonder.
This guy, apparently he had enough time to count them all... Just how long were these thing after him? Well, we were saved, I guess that's all that matters... She turned her attention to the fleeing infected. Apparently... The virus tries to keep it's self alive at all costs, just like the news said. But I had no idea that included avoiding danger. Good thing they're still KIND OF stupid... There mind doesn't function too much. It's just... survival instinct. Kalila started pouting in her mind. They're more like the modern zombie movie zombies than the olden day kind! They don't feast on just brains! NO FAIR! She was smacked out of her thoughts as the man addressed her brother and herself.
"We've been in Manhatten. It took a while for the virus to reach here from the Bronx." Kalila told the man. A long time, eh? He's not from Manhatten for sure. Maybe he's from South and out of state. "If you paid attention to the corpse you leaped over, that was actually the first 'zombie' we saw..." she added with a cold humored laugh.
"But dude! You were so bad@$$ with the shotgun!" Nicholas blurted out excitedly. His video game filled brain taking over. "Dude all we need is a freakin' chainsaw... That would be absolutely the best! Kali, if I die... I want it to be in the middle of battle with those things with a chainsaw!" He said more quietly to his sister with a huge grin planted on his face.
"That would be awesome and all... But... Nicholas- stop... Just..." Kalila sighed and turned her attention back to man. "What's your name? I'm Kalila and this is my brother, Nicholas."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 3:57 pm
Garath reached the ladder he remebered seeing. Climbing up it he looked back. No one had followed him. Well prehaps it was for the best, as that meant he no longer had to worry about being infected by them. But it would have been nice to talk to some one. Garath hoped thet the four others had survived. He looked down the road either way and didn't see any more zombies. He quickly climbed onto the top of the roof and sat there for a bit. It was quiet and boring. He started to wish he had gone with them. Hopefully that injured guy survived. He sighed. It was going to be a long boring wait here on the top of the roof. The thought occured to his that maybe some one else might be in the house. If so he might have some one to talk to. Not wanting to go down to the ground he moves the ladder over to a window. He climbs down it and nocks on the window. "Hello. Any one there?" He calls loudly trying to peer in.
((edited as per your request.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:24 am
Mizuki's face fell, his pupils shrinking to mere pin pricks as this girl spoke.
His jaw fell open without his knowing so. And steadily a frown played across his features which blossomed into a pained grimace as he fell back on his haunced and ran a hand through his hair, toussling it.
He was silent for a moment, and when he spoke his voice was hoarse and strained.
"Y-you mean to tell me that's the only one you've seen?" He looked up at them.
His face had changed dramatically from one of feverish delight to one of disheartened sadness.
How did that work?
"I mean, the virus has been in control for months." He said after a pause. "And, everything was O.K where you were?"
He blinked slowly.
Behind his disbelief was a familiar Rage that was threatening to rear its ugly head.
He could feel it running along his lower jawline, like a tingle, like when you taste something sour.
Anger fuelled by the injustice of it all. Whilst he was holed up in that apartment with the rotting putrid shells that had been his parents, these two had been cosied up in their homes, playing video games, none the wiser?
Mizuki's hand twitched towards the nailed plank of wood at his belt but he caught himself.
No. An act of bitterness like that would not benefit anyone.
Even if I did get to eat. . .
Mizuki shook his head as if to dispell these thoughts. And looked up at the two siblings.
He forced a grin onto his face.
"Cheers." He said to the older boy, Nicholas as he was now called. "What can I say, I've had plenty of time to practice."
He let out a slight humourless laugh and let his head hang. For the briefest moment that laugh branched off into giggles of pure hysteria.
But he calmed and by the time he lifted his face it was no longer split my a manic grin, but calm and level.
He smiled at Nicholas. "Chainsaws. Attatched to guns. Just like Gears of War. Man, that would be sweet."
He looked up to the girl and offered up a hand. "Nishi- Ah, what the hell. Now is no time for formalities. Mizuki."
He looked at the other two from where he sat and took of his back pack and started rumaging around in it.
Locating one of the many tin boxes he took it out and opened the lid. It was packed with neatly lined shells. Selecting a bullet he opened the barrell of the shotgun and reloaded the empty space.
"Whats all this concern about getting brain mush into eyes, mouths and cuts then?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 1:44 pm
"Yeah... The only one we've seen." Nicholas replied with a cocked eyebrow. "You alright dude?" He added after his expression changed. The man spoke one more time.
"Yes, I'm sure you're either from out of town or The Bronx. Just listen, as soon as they found out there was an outbreak in the NYC area the state government did all it could to make sure that the virus wouldn't spread." Kalila informed, her little brother nodding in agreement. "All they had on the T.V. and Radio for a long time is how the NYC is protecting its self and all the other states that are going through hell. But they didn't report the outbreak in The Bronx until today... I'm guessing they didn't want everyone to freak out and leave. But, when they realized they couldn't controll it they saw that they had to tell everyone." The man seemed to go through a few deep thoughts and then spoke again.
"Dude it's a freakin' good thing you had practice or we'd be in a mess of trouble! We don't have any bladed weapons or artillery with us..." Nicholas said with a smile.
"Just blunt weapons." Kalila added pointing at her and her brothers bokken on there waist and their backpacks on the flag pole a few buildings down, with Kendo sticks and other bokken tied onto them.
But, at first what seemed like a normal laugh from the man turned into something a bit less sane. Nicholas quickly but smoothly, making it look almost just a switching of positions more than a "I'm hiding because I'm scared" thing, stood behind his sister as the man laughed. But quickly, it seemed, the guy gained back composure and spoke once more.
"Damn straight! That would be kick@$$!" Kalila and Nicholas answered together. But Kalila clapped her hands together in happiness, while Nicholas fisted his hands subconciously, excitedly. Nicholas took a position next to his older sister instead of behind her again. The man introduced himself.
"Ah! Nice to meet you Mizuki and thank you for saving us." Kalila said with a bright smile taking his hand. "You're Japanese then?" her smile grew into a grin. " That's awesome, I lo-" Kalila was interrupted as Nicholas hip bumped her out of the way. Kalila's hand fell away from Mizuki's as she hit the railing of the fire escape stairs that started at the roof.
"-ve Japan." He said finshing Kalila's sentence for her. "Yeah yeah yeah, Thanks for saving our lives... Blah blah blah. Now, where'd you get the shotgun, dude?" Nicholas asked bending down to Mizuki's level as he dug through his bag.
"Nicholas!" Kalila said frowning and pushing her brother on the arm. But, before Nicholas could do anything back Mizuki spoke up once more. "Oh, well, the virus is spread by body fluids..." Kalila said turning her attention away from her brother, who was frowning at her. "I'm sure brain juice counts as body liquids." She added more to herself though. Kalila took a deep breath and slapped her hands on the concrete of the ledge. "Well, I think we should be getting down from here soon." She said standing up. "We have to get our supplies, get to Nina, and if Nina's place doesn't work, then a Walmart or something... We'd live for years in one of those things. Especially if it's just the four of us." Kalila said, including Nina.
"Five, if we ever find that white guy." Nicholas inserted, talking about Garath, as he also stood up.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 8:37 pm
((Post in reguard to dongaro))
Nina sat in her room in the corner. She was hugging her legs a she watched the T.V., which was on and turned to CNN. Apparently the virus had spread like wildfire from the Bronx and now even Manhatten was subjected to it. It's a good thing a took percautions already
She was all alone in the house, because her dad was on a business trip, so she didn't have to worry about any clashes with her plan. Her parents are divorced and, for now, she lived with her Dad. Kalila and Nicholas should be over soon... But the outside might already to out of control. What if they die? She thought frowning. She had nailed the front door shut and brought the matteress from her dad's room and put it against the door, and it was stuck in there pretty tight. All the windows were nailed shut, excluding her window, which was connected to the fire escape, if ever she needed to escape. She had a crapload of food instalk in the kitchen. She had a back up generator that could go for about a week when the power went out. Which it would since every being turned or dead.
Nina had left a note on the front door for Kalila and Nicholas that read: GO TO THE FIRE ESCAPE. Since zombies couldn't read and couldn't reach it anyway. That was one of the first rules in her zombie survival book: fortify your position and blow up stairs leading to you. The book sat next to her, ready to grab it if ever she forgot or need information.
"This just in: Manhatten has been added to the list of parts of the country quarantined because of the virus outbreak. That mean no getting in or out without a thorough examinations at a checkpoint or documentation..." the CNN anchor, Wolf Blitzer, announced on T.V.
Nina sighed, this didn't help survival chances any. A few seconds later there was a knock at her window. She jumped from the sudden noise and turned around with one swift movement. At first it was fear that enveloped her, but then she realized it was probably Kalila and her brother. But, still she was slight scared. What if these zombies are smarter than the ones the book warns against? she thought fearfully.
"Hold on one moment..." Nina yelled, as she got to her feet. She slowly walked over to the window and lifted her curtain just enough to see outside. Instead of the two thing she was expecting, Kalila and Nicholas or Zombies, she saw a boy. He was older than her and definately not a zombie, and well... Kind of hot. She blinked a couple of times in confusion and opened the curtain all the way. She opened her window. "Um... Hi. My name's Nina..." She said in a friendly manner, though it was awkward. "What can I do for ya?"
((Go to the character's list to see Nina's profile... If anyone of you want to make another character just make one and send it to me.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:50 am
Mizuki watched the two siblings fumble around, fighting for his attention.
He smiled, and though it looked genuine, it was quite forced.
Just his luck really. All this time he'd wished for some company, and what was he given? Kids.
Kids which, he gave them a quick look up and down - their grinning faces and their childish antics, would be more of a liability than an asset.
Still, it would be nice to have the company - though it they got any more optimistic he'd have to throw them off the roof himself.
Mizuki, in his own mind, was now an adult, even though his 19th birthday was only a week or so before.
He was an adult with not more time for childish endulgences and was, by default, superior to all those younger than him.
His opinion was law.
In truth, he was short as was common in his ethnicity. He was scrawny, though since a few months back he had begun to gain muscle - only helped by the back that he was constantly having to outrun certain doom.
He was often so uncertain of his opinions that he felt he had to force them on everyone else as much to assure himself as them.
He was scared of overly negative people - incase what they had to say was true.
He was scared of overly optimistic people - incase he was severely dissappointed.
Still, with too honest people around, it might be a nice turn to normalcy.
He looked up to Nicholas and locked eyes with him unexpectely. His optics seemed to latch on to those of the younger childs as a slight smirk worked its was across Mizuki's lips.
"Practice." He said, rolling the word off his tongue.
He slipped the tin box back into his bag without breaking eye contact.
All the scenes from the last few months rushing through his minds eye, a flurry of pictures and sounds. The look on his mothers face after he'd shot his father.
That mixture of pain and shock that made her almost human again.
As the flow of these thoughts increased it threatened to drag his mind under, severing all links with sanity.
But Mizuki emereged. His optics had blazed slightly during.
He blinked and seemed to calm. He ran another hand through his hair.
"Yeah. Too much." He said quietly.
Then a smile took hold of his face.
"'Xcuse me. I'm just a little run down at the moment." He laughed at his own pun. "I'll be alright again just as soon as I find some place to rest."
For a split second he thought he'd over done it and upset the younger boy so he turned his attention to the other sibling instead.
"Love Japan huh?" Mizuki said looking over to the girl who had been pushed aside.
He sighed.
"I haven't been back to ol' Nihon in nearly seven years. Miss it like crazy. Bet none of this ******** up s**t is happening there."
He paused for thought.
"Though, if it is, the whole country's ruined. Living out there is a lot closer than it is out here."
He cast the thought off with a genral shrug of his shoulders.
"Spreads by bodily fluids." He mused. "Well that adds another point to the list I have comprised about the Crazies."
Mizuki reached into his bag and started to remove objects. The corkscrew, the cleavers and the ornamental dagger. He took out some small throwing knives, considered them, and placed them back in his bag. They could be useful.
He considered the arry of deadly weapons before him and cradled his chin in his hand with a sigh.
"I guess that cuts out close range fighting." He looked up to the other two with a smile. "Sorry kiddos, that includes out chainsaw bayonetted guns."
Mizuki's eyes brightened at the mention of supplies.
"Do you have food? I'm starved! And who is Nina?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:59 pm
Nicholas frowned as Mizuki made eye contact. He didn't like eye contact and neither did his sister. It made them nervous. Especially when people sang made eye contact. It made the situation, for them, awkward. It was Indian culture not to look people in the eyes and, if Kalila knew a thing or two about Japan and rammed it into his head, Japanese culture too. But, he tried to ignore it anyhow and listen to what he said. This guy's something else. I start liking him and as soon as I start to declare him a friend in my mind, he goes on and does something odd to make me start over again. Nicholas thought with a mental sigh.
Kalila sensed the nervousness from Nicholas, and so decided to poke his hand. He turned as Mizuki finished speaking and had an annoyed expression plastered to his face. But, she could see under his expression, in his eyes, there was gratitude. Mizuki's attention turned to Kalila as if he sensed it as well. In which case, she hoped he wasn't offended.
"Wow, that's awesome. You're probably right. The virus hasn't gone over seas because the U.S. government stopped all incoming and outgoing traffic, to the relief of all the other countries." Kalila said in a light tone, almost conversational. How surreal... Having a "normal" conversation in the middle of an apocolytical outbreak. Kalila laughed embarrassed, "Yeah, I'm kind of obbsessed with Japan." she mumbled lightly running her finger through the hair on the back of her head.
Nicholas snorted, "Yeah, that's an understatement." Kalila just acted like she didn't hear anything, and Mizuki spoke again a little less behind a shield, it seemed to her, this time.
"Yeah... About that. Close ranged fighting is all I can do, the only distance the length of the sword. I plan to continue on that way. I'll just make sure it's in ways that don't spray liquid. And if it does: I'll just have to make sure to let it in my body." Kalila said out loud, though the entire thing was indeed to herself. "But, your right about that," Kalila said with a smile, addressing Mizuki again. "Chainsaws definately shower sh*t too much."
"Yeah... So? If I die, I still want it to be in that kind of situation..." Nicholas mumbled.
"Did you say something, Nicho?" Kalila said, radiating older sibling authority.
"No, Kali ... Not at all." Nicholas said hugging his sister. Which, made her smile and kiss him on the top of his head.
"Yeah, we have a lot of food and water. Clothes too, luckily; Just incase we need to get out of bloody, liquid-cover sh*t..." Kalila said looking down the road on both sides from where she was. "Oh and Nina's my friend. She's a "zombie proffesional", you could say. She lives just one more block away." She replied, making her way to the ladder. Nicholas tailed her. She knew these weren't "zombies", but that's what they were closest to. "She probably has even more food. She's the one who lives in the fortified house Nicholas was talking about seeing, 'buttressed' I think he said, the one with the flag in the window." She started ascending and looked down once more. Then she looked back up at Mizuki. "She has her whole house, I'm sure you could rest there, but we should hurry so we don't get attacked again." She added and reached the bottom rung. She hung off of it and dropped herself to the ground. She landed gracefully in a very ready-for-anything manner, a martial arts stance, just in case.
Her breathing changed and she looked around, ready to strike and move if anything was or went awry. She lifted her hand from the hilt of the bokken for just a little bit to wave the two down.
"It's all good, go ahead and come down." She said to both of the boys above her. Her hand zipped back to the hilt and she continued to be on guard.
Nicholas started to go down the ladder. "Nina's funny. She'll be a nice change of pace from what you've been through." he said with a smirk also jumping off the bottom. He landed a bit more ungracefully in a squat. He looked at his sister and decided it be best he was on guard as well.
"Go ahead, Mizuki." The siblings spoke in unison, not taking their eyes off there surrounding.
"Ha, it's a good thing you've been taking classes so long and decided to drag me along against my will. Or else we'd pretty much have died way back there." Nicholas said with an emotion in his voice Kalila couldn't read.
"Yeah..." She said, consentrating more on the area than his words. She moved her back to Nicholas's so they didn't miss anything.
"You think Sasaki-sensei's alive." He asked more to keep his fear away then actually caring what was coming out of his mouth.
"He's so kick@$$ he probably could kill a hoard of zombies by himself..."
"He's also smart, he probably left early."
"He was too hot to die." Kalila said with a smile, not that Nicholas could see.
"Oh, come on! He was like 32!"
"So..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 5:05 pm
Garath smiled as the curtain opened. He stops knocking. He looks at the ocupant of the house. She looked young about his age and definatly cute. It took him a second to reply. "My names Garath. One thing that would be great would be if I was allowed in. It's not that fun to hang onto a ladder." He decides not to go in till he's intvited as it would be rude and kind of threatening. "You're the fifth surviver I've seen so far since the outbreak. So us survivers out to stick together." He holds on to the ladder with one hand. The other hand still holds the walking stick. He kept it mainly because it could be used as a weapon against zombies.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 5:21 pm
"Well Garath..." Nina said thinking about it. I don't know this guy. My dad wouldn't like it if I let a guy in... But he's not here... and can't be back until this whole thing passes over... she thought sadly. Ya... I guess he's right. Survivors gotta stick together. "Come on in buddy. I got this place fortified." she said moving aside to let Garath in. "There are also plenty of swords around and in my house... My dad collects."
But she was suprised and taken aback to hear he only saw five surviovors. "Only five?" She asked sadly. But she hated being depressed so she looked on the bright side "Oye, did one or two of them look Indian? Perhaps a little younger than me and one like an 8th grader?" she asked him. Nina didn't have a Spanish accent, on the contrary she had a VERY slight New York accent during certian words, but she sometimes slipped back into talking Spanish commands randomly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 5:31 pm
He hops into the room. "Thanks for letting me in. It's great to feel safe again." he smiles relaxing a bit for the first time since the outbreak. He sets his pack on the floor along with his walking stick. "Well I did meet a brother and sister. The brother was kind of rude to me and this injured guy I was helping. His sister seemed nice enough but I never got a chance to ask their names. But they did match your discription. Also both were heading in this direction before the car crash and the zombie." He tries to think of any thing else he remembers about them. "A large group of zombies came around the corner following another guy, and we all ran in different directions. They should be safe as they had a head start." He tries to think on the positive side of things.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 5:48 pm
"Ah-ha! That is definately Kalila and Nicholas!" Nina said with a laugh. "They're my friends. And you, sir, just made me a very happy girl, know my friends are alive and well." she said with aanother joking laugh. "I Apologize for Nicholas, that's just the way he is. He's got a superiority complex sometimes." She said sitting at the edge of the window as she closed it. She shut the curtians too, just in case, so the infected couldn't see living people inside. She wiped her head around in fear as he mentioned the car crash and infected. "Holy poo! They weren't hurt, were they?" she asked putting a hand to her cheek. "By the car or zombie... I'm sure they'll survive if they weren't injured... Nicholas can run really fast. Kalila es muy intelegente... She would have done something." She said the last couple of parts mostly to herself, though out loud.
"So, How'd you get here?" She said changing the subject, to something a little less intense. "Did you see the note on the door in the front?"
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