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Post by hazard on Aug 8, 2010 13:45:54 GMT -5
"Okay," Tommy said lowering his M4, "Sorry for my manor, but can't be to careful." Tommy then placed the M4 on the desk again. He continued to observe them, not letting his eyes leave them. He was a sniper trained to read the body movements of his targets. Right now he was trying to decided if they where friend or foe. "When you have been alive for as long as I have you learn quickly that basic per-cations can keep your butt outta the fire. " Tommy half expected these girls to turn on him, so his right hand leaned on the desk, propping him up, but really it was so his hand was close to his pistol with out looking threatening.
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Post by Brucey on Aug 8, 2010 17:07:07 GMT -5
McKenzie just completely ignored the man, she had no intentions of interacting with him for the moment. All she cared about was finding a spot to relax in for a bit. Lucky for her there was a nice wooden chair in the corner of the room where she went over and sat down leaning back keeping to herself. Jessica on the other hand was more interested in getting good relations with the man at the desk.
"Don't worry we are just looking for a place to rest a bit. After all it is night." Jessica said in a friendly manor, with a smile. "Hey maybe even make a friend."
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Post by hazard on Aug 9, 2010 18:47:19 GMT -5
"Yea exactly why I was here too." Tommy said and then pushed off from the desk. "Okay. I'm going to go finish clearing the building. Was about to start when you guys knocked." He pulled out his pistol hand aimed it up like he was about to enter a room. Tommy's look was professional, his combat was tactical. He was military and so he was trained for all types of combat. That and he was a survivor of the first T-virus Outbreak. He had to admit they probably where too, but they probably grew up learning to fight on their own, not being trained to fight with techniques developed over generations. "Care to join me?"
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Post by Brucey on Aug 10, 2010 11:55:25 GMT -5
Jessica drew out her revolver and nodded at Tommy. She was ready and gladly willing to assist him in the job at task. McKenzie on the other hand didnt want to anything at the moment. She couldn't be bothered as she was to comfy in the chair she was sitting in, and was enjoying the relazation. So Jessica kindly handed her the other gun just incase something decided to come crawling into the room, and then she went back behind mike.
"Okay lets go, shes gonna stay here." Jessica said in a sweet voice.
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Post by hazard on Aug 10, 2010 22:15:24 GMT -5
"Better she stay anyway. I'd rather have our exit protected then run into some zeds that wandered in here or something when he are trying to run out." Tommy decided that the first floor was best place to start. He had seen the open staircase to the side, but it was always best to work your way up. He stood at the doors side and reached out with his hand, nodding to her, and then turned the door nob and entered the first room. His normal procedure was to knock first, the zeds often rushed to the doors if they heard a noise, but he figured they had made enough noise in the reception area that any zed in the next room would have come rushing at the door.
Tommy's Beretta swepped over the room quickly. This room carried many desks, obviously this was where the deputies and sheriff came to fill out their reports. This 'office room' was filled with papers on the floor, blood coating the floor, desks, and seats, and a set of holding cells in the back. One was wide open with blood stains a bullet hole threw the head of what appeared to be a prisoner who had gone zed either before or after his capture. Tommy's eye put it back together. He was going crazy, probably bit someone before someone finely put a hole threw him, and then he turned zed starting the cycle all over again. Tommy looked over to the other holding cell. Another body laid their. It was nothing but bones and skin. Whom ever it was it was obvious he died from dehydration, and starvation. He was not happy to say "Clear." based off the evidence he wondered if this place had been abandoned since the first Outbreak, or had fallen to ignorance during the second.
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Post by Brucey on Aug 11, 2010 19:41:04 GMT -5
Jessica pulled out her flashlight and began to search rooms herself. So far each was clear that she had taken a peak in. Just wrecked empty rooms with papers everywhere, flipped chairs, flipped desks, blood stains here and there. It was just a mess. A true sight of destruction, like something came in here and just raised hell all over. After each room, like Tommy, Jessica would utter out "Clear" to show that she was finding nothing so far. Everything seemed good from where she was. Like the place was cleared out.
McKenzie looked at the gun her sister had handed her. She didnt like using them much, but if she had to shoot something she would. Oh and look at that. A nice skinny stumbling infected came waltzing in from across the room. POP. Brains scattered accross the wall behind the infected as McKenzie pulled off a nice clean headshot. No biggy for her at that range. It was so enjoyable for her to just see the thing fall to the ground bleeding, and dead.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 22, 2012 22:57:29 GMT -5
[Rich and Anna have entered the Sheriff's Station]
After a long fourty-five minute drive, the car was filled with tension. Anna being the proud woman she was, knew she wanted to be more apologetic but her pridefulness wouldn't let her. She kept going over and over how he was "insensitive" and how he "didn't understand" but in the end, she'd knew she was the one being an insensitive, selfish, jerk.
She'd gotten ready to say something to him, finally, when she'd noticed the station up ahead. A Ranger's station. Sounded like a good place to find some supplies. She'd leaned forward in her seat, to get a better view of the building as they drew near.
"Hey, let's stop in there. Maybe we'll find something patch ourselves up better. Or ammo, at the very least," she told him.
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Post by Ion on Oct 22, 2012 23:09:39 GMT -5
Rich pulled over and drew his .45. "I hope there isn't anything in there..." he groaned as he opened his door and stepped out, limping as he did.
"Nothin' we can't handle. Well me anyway," Anna replied, flicking her wrist forward. "Oh sh*t! Almost lost my wrist there..."
"What do you think is gonna be in there this time? Zombies? Dogs? BOWs? All three?" Rich asked as he limped towards the front entrance.
"I dunno. If we're lucky, it'll be a team of doctors, some gun traders and a roasted chicken."
"Anna, honestly, we're like magnets for bad luck, what are the chances?"
"You're so pessimistic. Boooooo..."
"I want to prepared in case we die or something," he grumbled, taking a position besides the front door.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 22, 2012 23:14:01 GMT -5
Anna sighed and reached for the door handle. The entire door had glass windows in it, they were perfectly in tact with closed blinds. "Rich, we won't die. And you won't die. And if you get into trouble, you know I'll save you," she reassured him before jiggling the door a little to find it locked.
"Huh..." she grunted before stepping back and looking up at the multiple windows. It looked to be dark inside. Glancing at Rich, she'd gestured to his shotgun.
"Might wanna bring that out incase something gets the jump on us. I'm gonna break in," she told him. Without waiting for his answer, she'd kicked her boot through the window a few times before it went shattering.
"Fffff----ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" she'd squealed, hopping up and down on her good leg.
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Post by Ion on Oct 22, 2012 23:42:12 GMT -5
"Anna, are you alright?" Rich asked holstering his .45 and holding her up. She'd flinched a little and grabbed onto his shoulders for support. "Yeah, fine, just got glass in places, maybe. C'mon, let's go in," she said.
Pulling his shotgun off his back, he limped into the station ahead of Anna.
"Come here, zombie zombie zombie..." he called out, hoping to get the surprises over with a load of buckshot. After and awkward pause, he started moving forward a bit more into the station. "Come on you f*ckin' hidin' motherf*ckers, I know you're in here, just waiting to pounce like a goddamn jack in the box..."
"Pouncin' like a violent nine year old hopped up on jelly bellies," Anna said, carefully looking around a corner. "I described Aryn."
"I know."
Together they moved further and further into the station, kicking things over and watching there sixes and corners and all that military crap.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 22, 2012 23:49:32 GMT -5
Anna sighed, relieved and turned to get a good look at her husband. "Well, I think it's clear," she said, hopping up on a nearby desk. Suddenly, Anna flinched again, yelped, hopping back off the desk.
"B*tch f*ck!" she cursed, grabbing at her rear.
"What, what's wrong? Did ya sit on a tack or somethin'?"
She'd teared up a little at the seering pain in her tail bone when she'd realized the small, hard case attatched to it. Unclipping it, she'd quirked a brow. "Oh my God...Oh my friggin' God, Rich! Do you know what this is?" she asked, almost going into a hystrical fit of laughter.
Opening the case, she'd pulled out what looked like a dispenser.
"Uhh... tic tacs?" he said, confused and walked over to her.
"No! But I wish I had some of those too..." she responded, dispensing two pills from the dispenser. She'd held them out in her palm and handed them to him. "Here, take these."
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Post by Ion on Oct 22, 2012 23:58:17 GMT -5
"What are they?" Rich said popping them in his mouth. "They're not suicide pills are they? Cuz I mean, you coulda springed for the extra strength poison."
Anna had popped hers soon after. "Yeah, Rich, we're gonna die. Together."
"Kinda see why you wanted those tic tacs now," Rich said as he chewed them down.
She'd wandered over to him and cleared her throat a little. "Yeah, a little make out session before we both curl up and die in this corner of the station," she told him, wriggling her eyebrows.
. . . . . "Man, I feel much better now. Whats up with that? I mean, my legs not hurting anymore," Rich said stretching out.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 23, 2012 0:08:31 GMT -5
Anna had stood up, dusting herself off and straightening her harness over her shoulders. "Oh yeah, that. Well, funny thing..." she said, smoothing her hair back a bit.
"Well, those pills were given to me by the B.S.A.A. before I left. You know those weird plants that grow here in the region? The ones that like, make First Aid sprays? Yeah, these pills were made with their extracts. They have this amazing healing factor, but they're super expensive to make and get, so we only get 15...now we're down to 11," she explained.
"Sounds useful. Why didn't we use them earlier?" Rich asked standing up beside her.
"Cuz I was grieving and in blinding pain?"
"I mean yesterday," Rich asked looking around.
"Oh that? Not gonna lie, I took a shot or three of that Vodka."
"Uh huh, why didn't you share? Also I can't find my... ah there it is," Rich said picking up his belt.
"You were being all lame and saying," she started, before doing a mock male voice, "OH WELL CHASE ISN'T HERE, HURR DURR, WE CAN'T SHOOT AND DRIVE WITHOUT A DESIGNATED BOYSCOUT IM A BIG F*CKING BOY SCOUT HURR HURR."
"Oh yeah, heh, how come I don't remember that?"
Anna squinted at him. "You bastard! I thought the bottle was little lighter than it was this morning..."
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Post by Ion on Oct 23, 2012 0:37:55 GMT -5
"Sorry, I had to water my plants," Rich said picking up his shotgun. "Ya know, I don't think we ever figured out where we were going. I mean, how are we gonna find Aryn or Jimmy?" he asked, trying to figure out their next destination.
"I figured we'd just pick up some ammo and more first aid then get a better car and start driving back to Florida," his wife said. "Chase and Jake will be headed that way, can't see them just waiting in one spot for us when they can go back to base where it's safe and where they know for sure, we'd know to go. And with Crowley dead, I don't have to worry as much. I mean, if she were still alive and being a Godless b*tch then I'd be plenty worried, but I'm not. I feel pretty confident."
"Alright, well this is a ranger station. Think they might have a radio we can use to contact them?" Rich said looking around.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 23, 2012 0:55:06 GMT -5
"There should be a radio somewhere but I don't really know what to do with that, they're in a random vehicle, God knows where...I can call the BSAA but I'm not sure what to tell them," Anna said.
Wandering around the station, she'd inevitably found a set of lockers, all of them secured with combination locks. She'd looked back at Rich and gestured at them. "You think you can pry those open with something while I use the radio?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'll see if I can find a crowbar or something around here," he said wandering around.
Anna smiled at him before walking forward and toward a pair of chairs and a control panel. Looking it over, there'd been a large board on the wall beside her, all of them with frequency numbers and where they connected to. Sighing, she'd got down to work, starting at the top of the list and working her way down.
"This is Agent Anna Holden of the B.S.A.A. If you can hear me out there, please pick up. This is an emergency, please pick up."
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Some time later, she had her arm stretched over the table, lurching over it with the her head lying on it. "This is...Anna Holden of the B.S.A.A. If you can hear me out there, please pick up..."
Finally, a voice had acknowledged her.
"This is Robert Li, I can hear you, Agent Holden, I'm here,"[/b]
Anna quickly picked her head up and glanced over at the frequency's location. Some place in Raccoon.
"Mr. Li, I'm looking for my children and two other B.S.A.A. agents. A nine year old girl, Aryn Holden. She's about four foot seven, has long black hair, tanned, reddish-brown eyes....a nineteen year old boy James McGraw, about six feet tall, short brown hair and blue eyes. The agents are Lieutenant Isaac Chase and Officer Jacob Farlund," she went on to say.
There'd been a long pause before ultimately, the man responded.
"Negative, I haven't seen anyone by those descriptions...but if they're B.S.A.A. then they may have gone to the Raccoon City Airport. There's a checkpoint there and the only airport in that flies to Florida," he explained.
Anna felt her heart sink for a moment. She'd lowered the mouth piece of the headset for a second and sighed. Where were they? Could they be there?
"Alright...I'll try that, thank you," she said.
"I'm sorry, did you say your name was Anna Holden?" he suddenly asked.
The agent nodded, forgetting momentarily that he couldn't see her. "Yes, I did. Why?" With that, the radio switched off. Staring down at the control panel, she'd quirked an eyebrow.
"Who...was that...?"
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