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Post by Mikey on Nov 18, 2008 15:33:02 GMT -5
This impressive five star hotel only has two floors, but they are gigantic in length. At the center is the check in Lobby, which leads to the rooms via a stairwell and elevator. Plenty of food and general supplies here.
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Post by Jade Bandido on May 10, 2010 14:01:10 GMT -5
Finally, after days of walking from her hometown of Reading to London she crept into the city carefully. While searching for ammo and food, she came upon the tall Baxtard Palace. "Baxtard?," she thought, "Only pushy Londoners would name a hotel something as ridiculous as Baxtard." Jade cleared her mind, and brought up her silver double barrel sawed off shotgun into position to fire. In the strange quiet that now hushed London, she heard something coming. Turning quickly on her heel, the merc saw three of the infected coming towards her slowly. A pull of the trigger and a loud bang echoes throughout while the shot implants itself into her target's forehead. One hurries toward her, she shoots without as much care this time and only catches him in the shoulder. He charges her, his mouth gaping and fingers out like claws heading for any vulnerable place on her body. Bandido slides the bowie knife out from it's leather casing on her hip and runs the blade straight into the top of the zombie's head. The thing falls down to the ground, and she returns her blade to it's proper place. Jade then lines up the shot for the third zombie, and takes it. Blowing it's infected brains all over the pavement.
Her eyes scan the immediate area for more, and with satisfactory intake of her surroundings she headed inside. A deep breath gave her the steadiness to open the door and step onto the expensive red carpeted floor. Slowly, and cautiously she moved into the lobby taking out the infected on the way. She suspected at this point, she could very well be alone here excluding the monsters. Jade climbed up on the desk, and sat down with one leg still arched up so she could rest her arm on her knee. The merc ran her fingers through her blonde corn rows to push back the sweat from her forehead. She closed her eyes, and slowed her breathing to listen for any danger while she rested.
Suddenly, Bandido heard a low hissing sound to her left. She stood up quickly on top of the lobby desk, loaded her weapon and aimed in that direction. There was nothing, she looked up and there staring her right in the face hanging from the chandelier was a licker. "Mother of god!", she exclaimed aiming her shotgun for it. A swift whip against the face from it's tongue and she fell backwards off the desk. While smashing to the floor, her shotgun flew from her hand and slid about 10 yards away. The licker dropped down from the chandelier like a quiet feline stalking it's prey and craweled foward on the desk. Rapidly, Jade found the beretta in her strapped black leather boots and shot rapidly at the monster. It recoiled back with each shot and finally fell dead after several rounds. She rolled over from her back to her stomach and lifted herself to her hands and knees. A bit out of breath from being knocked flat on her arse, she crawled over to her shotgun and sat down cross legged on the floor. Seeing as she had a round left in the blasted thing, she reloaded it with the shells she had picked up earlier. The merc sat there momentarily thinking to herself and rolled her eyes at the thought of reenlisting in the U.S. "f**k that noise.", she whispered to herself.
She lifted herself up off the floor and began to head for the hotel's kitchen, hoping to fuel up and make it further into London. Jade decided to strap the shot gun to her back next to the grappling hook and carry the much quieter nine instead. Those blind lickers liked sound, and she had no intention of meeting more of those. "Of course, in this damnation of existence, my intentions mean nothing.", she thought. "At least I still have s*** to kill." She had to surpress a laugh at that last remark to herself. Bandido had to check herself here, she was getting to much into her own head for her comfort.
One more deep breath cleared her mind as she progressed through the dining area and to the back swinging doors into the kitchen. At the first push of the doors, it wouldn't budge. "Something must have fallen over in front of it", she thought. Jade peeked through the little round window into the kitchen to see yet another licker lying in front of the door. At least this one was dead. With a deep sigh at her lousy luck, she looked around on the tables for a buttering knife. After picking one up from a table near the corner, she turned around to find a strange piece of white paper under the tip of her boot. She bent down and picked it up and shoved in her pocket. Her stomach made that strangle growling noise when one is hungry. So she went back to the kitchen doors and begin unscrewing the hinges off one side. Once the hinges were removed she picked up the door and set it down across a table near by. She stepped one foot over the dead licker, and gave it a tap with a bullet from nine just to make sure before passing the other foot over. The merc started rumaging through the fridge and pantry attempting to find something suitable to eat. She lifted her arse up on one of the counters and used the tip of her grappling hook to open a can of peas. Once discovering a nearby spoon, she began to munch down. "If only I could find tea.", she whispered with a mouthful of food.
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Post by Jade Bandido on May 11, 2010 11:22:27 GMT -5
After her make-shift meal and quick rest, Jade decided it was time to head out of this hotel. She progressed from the back kitchen into the sea of round tables covered in white cloth. As she walked back into the lobby she was met by one of the infected. Without hesitation, she raised her beretta, and aimed while still walking foward. With a pull of the trigger, she got a sweet headshot and the zombie fell to the floor. "Bonus!", she said smiling as she continued through the lobby right on out the door. Bandido strapped her nine back into her boot, and unhooked the shotgun slung across her back. She headed for Notting Hill, still hoping to find an assignment somewhere in London. If nothing happened for her here, then back to the States she would go.
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