E x t i n c t i o n: Part Deux

[.Merios]

Rodger saw a large warehouse in the distance. It was vacant, and the sky around them began to darken as they approached it. It seemed ominous, but it was just getting late. He leaned forward in his seat, moving his foot down from the dash and withdrawing his pistol with his right hand. As soon as the SUV neared the warehouse, he nodded to the driver and opened his door as the SUV stopped. He reached to the middle of the seats and grabbed the intercom receiver with his left hand. He depressed a button on the side with his index finger and spoke into it.

"We're headed to the building. Everybody get ready. We don't know what's in there. We need one volunteer to head in first."

He stepped out of the vehicle and shut the door behind him, flipping the safety off of his pistol with his right thumb.

[anman]

Abdrew stoped the suv when roger nodded then he heard him talking about getting ready and what not. He put his mask on and got his black riot shot gun ready and put his night stick in his back pocket. Then he heard roger ask for a valenteer. "I Guess i will." he said to roger...if i'm going to die its to help these people...id rather not die and acomplish nothing...plus i would hate being out here not doing anything he said to himself in his head.

[LTI]

Win came to a slow stop and got out of the tanker, first turning the truck off and unbuckling, of course. He jumped down with a grunt and stumbled forward a little. Walking up to Rodger, Win said "What do you think's in there?" Suddenly grinning, he added, "Maybe it's the Playboy bunnies waiting to be rescued from some evil monsters, and they'll come with us when we rescue 'em." Win laughed, but on the inside he cringed. Every time he thought of women, it brought back memories of his woman and her last few moments on this plane of existence. Win would shoulder the guilt and pain with his head high. It's what she would have wanted. Still, she sometimes visited him at night, which would be very much a problem if it became more than just talking at bedtime. Win sometimes said that if ever they came across a hospital, he'd grab some meds to stop her from visiting him.

[Gabriel]

Alex pulled the bus to halt and opened the doors, stepping out of the drivers seat and walking down the short steps to the ground outside, looking up at the others that were coming out of their respective vehicles. His face was a serious one, and he pulled back the bolt on his SMG and then slung it around his shoulder, and then he pulled the Handgun he carried out and chambered around in it, sliding it back into its holster.

He walked aver to the front of the bus and looked around at what of the building he could actually see and he sighed. "hopefully this search will be simple and fast, and then we can get moving." he muttered as he took his weapon in his hands, and awaited them to start moving. There were still people on the bus as well, and perhaps all of them wouldnt be going out with them. Alex was going to go if he needed to, but if they didnt need his he was going to watch everyones backs. "Take care guys." he whispered a slient prayer to them.

[SirSmokesAlot]

-Jack stands up and takes ahold of his shotgun and checks the ammo, He then walks to the front of the bus and puts the unlit ciggarette in his jacket pocket, He then get off the bus and looks around with his shotgun checking on any movement around him-

[.:|Jack|:.] Guys its clear i see no sign of anything lets go.

-Jack waits for everyone and stands gaurd-[/b]

[Bakuyu]

Ryan collects his shotgun, and stumbles off the bus. He stretched his legs, and back, then his arms. He then twisted around popping his back, and let out a sigh.

He looked over at this new Jack guy, Ryan was irritated with the man upbeatness, and friendlyness. He was use to people keeping to himself. Ryan looked over at Alex, he gave him a look, the same look he did, when he saw Teds van get over taken by the flock.

He cleared his throat, and slung his shot gun around his shoulder.

He waited silently by Alex.

He looked over his wound on his hand... Whats taking so long, he thought.

[JazzBuddah]

Duego walked up the isle and stepped out of the bus shading his eyess. He grabbed hold of the neck of his guitar and rested it on his shoulder looking at the shack. "You know, I never thought I'd hold so much promise on such a ramshacled place." He then looked over at Win with a smile. "Bunnies would be nice but I'd settle for an untouched coke machine myself." He said before looking back at the building. "It's been yeears since I had a soda. Remember those commercial, where they had santa drinking those things? Man I'd love to be that fat old man right now." He laughed a bit to himself thinking about it.

[SirSmokesAlot]

-Jack laughed at the mans words and then walked over to meet him-

[.:|Jack|:.] Hey im Jack whats your name man?

-Jack put his hand out to give him a handshake-[/b]

-OOC:Reffering to Duego-

[Biohazardous.]

Nadine got out of the VW, her sniper gun hanging by her side held in her right hand. She looked around, scratching the bag of her leg with the toe of her worn Vans. Her hair was still pinned to the side, showing off her heavy black eye makeup. She scratched at her neck with her freshly painted nails. They were hot pink, which made her quite happy. "So, is anything there intent on eating us?" she asked in a perpetually cheerful voice. But she didn't feel cheerful on the inside. Not anymore, at least. A little part of her wanted to rip every hair out of her head and go and hug a zombie. She bounced on the balls of her heels and lifted her sniper gun and studied the landscape through the scope, bringing everything at a distance up closer. The desert was pure utopia; nothing but a barren wasteland. "America looked better in the tourist books," she said, placing her gun back down by her side and leaning against the VW.

[Gabriel]

Alex looked over to the Man that now stood next to him, and Alex's face was a solid one, not ushering the happy demeanor that Jack was. To tell the truth, in a situation like this that kind of attitude was a little out of place, but alex wasnt one to judge unless he was asked to. He found himself laughing lightly at Duego's remark about the Coke commercials and he looked over to him. "I know what you mean. i could use a nice cold coke myself, hell id settle for warm." he said with a minor laugh as he looked and saw the man next to him again. He looked rather sullen about something, but not one for talking. Se he decided that he would leave him be for the time being, and he awaited the man that was supposed to scout the building. As soon as he gave the All clear, they would move and held search for anything useful, provided that anything useful even remained in the building.

[JazzBuddah]

"Call me Deugo." He said. "I've been with you guys no more than ten minutes and I've met more people than I have in the past two years." He admitted. He then looked down the road. "Ten minutes of traveling and it still looks like we've gotten no-where." He then looked back to Jack. "Is this the way it usually is? I lived my life a little different. I spent the past few years hunting and foraging until the animals went bad. Then I had no choice but to hit the road."

[Bakuyu]

Ryan hands danced over his raptor, he wanted to unholster it, and lay a bullet in the mans head. To his suprise, the holster strap unclicked, he looked down at his hand, as he lay it on his gun. He Eyes were fixed direcly on Jack, focused, not blinking. Ryan felt chills run down his back. "SHUT THE F*** UP!", He yelled in his mind. "By this time the F***ing zombies know who you are." He said out loud not realizing it. He brought the raptor out, and up.

He fingers were twitching involenteerly. Here it comes, he thought.

[SirSmokesAlot]

-Jack looks at the man going insane and smiles-

[.:|Jack|:.] You want to shoot me? and your telling me to shut the $%^ up? I wasnt even talking, Now lower your gun before i am forced to hurt you. Last chance punk.

-Jack flicks a ciggarette at the guy and then Jack quickly pulls out his shotgun-

[.:|Jack|:.] Hey guys i could use some help right about now, This guy might shoot me.[/b]

[DaNnEh]

Shaking her hair out, Liz seeing as how everyone was getting out of the bus thought to herself, "Gee, I better go join the group and conform or something.", unholstering her glock before tossing the can of peaches onto her seat, careful not to spill it as she went through the bus before jumping over the bus's steps to join the rest, a bored look on her face as she eyed the warehouse, "I wouldn't mind a fresh glass of milk, but then with all the beefers dead...well I still wouldn't mind some milk.", , frowning as her attention was drawn by the outburst of one of the men, "Why not give up then if you can't stomach talking, at least it means we are alive and trying to keep living! We already know no matter where we go there will be zombies, and no matter how hard we think so the world is filled with them...if we can't-can't at least act like ourselves, whats the use to survive this far...whats the freaking use!"

Not realizing how tightly she was clenching her gun, it was hurting her hand as she relaxed her grip, snapping her gaze back to the building her short hair whipping as she gritted her teeth, hated knowing her situation. That any moment she could die, it was tearing her up inside but she refused to let it win, not when she still breathed she refused to let it win.

[SirSmokesAlot]

-Jack lowers his gun and then kicks up a piece of wood over his boot he then kicks the piece of wood at the man as a distraction, He then runs at the man and tackles him he takes the mans gun unclips it throws the clip to the man and the gun 10 feet away from him, Jack got up grabbed his shotgun and put it inside his holdster on his back-

[.:|Jack|:.] Problem solved, Keep an eye on that guy.

-Jack walks to all of the people and the man realizes what just happend, Jack didnt mean to harm him just to calm him down-

[.:|Jack|:.] Hey man sorry about tackling you, You need to calm down i didnt even do anything to you did i? No. Now you calm down and dont worry about shooting me, Worry about shooting these Motha F*cking Zombies on this Motha F*cking Planet.[/b]

(OOC: Hehe, Samuel L. Jackson Line!!!)