Fade to Grey
Zombie Hunter
Say again, all after the "oops"
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 13, 2010 13:33:53 GMT -5
A quick and tight double tap dispatched an infected victim reaching for his face as Simon quietly moved through the city streets, making his way to the tram station. The sound suppressed USP was ideal for this little bit of stealth; Simon didn't want this little budding psychopath to know he was coming. The rifle and shotgun banged against his backside a little, but Simon ignored them as he edged forward, noting that the other two had obviously beaten him here. Drawing his combat knife in his left hand, Simon moved quickly in a hunched stance, watching as the two BSAA agents conversed. They were obviously planning their mode of attack; Simon would reveal himself if things went pear shaped. Officially, the BSAA should be combating Tricell. Spartoi could aid, yes, but Simon also knew that he'd prefer to avoid drawing unnecessary attention from the wrong parties that could sink Spartoi for interfering with Tricell's matters.
Crouching low and moving silently through the tram yard, Simon slowly climbed on top of the work shop's garage, taking a quick mental assessment of things. The infected hadn't really began to home in on him yet, which hadn't compromised him yet. He'd stay up here for a spell, and watch what proceeded, and intervene if need be.
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Brucey
Zombie Hunter
Do not look to the sky for the birds will get there first...
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Post by Brucey on Jul 14, 2010 14:04:40 GMT -5
"Okay 2 seconds.." Avalon said distracted. At the moment she was finishing putting back together her temporarly repaired headset. Through the entire ride to the station Avalon had been tinkering with the thing trying to repair it. After opening it up she realized that the wire to the mic was torn in half, and the wire to the earpeice was hanging on by a thread. No wonder she couldnt make calls out or recieve clear messages. Going through the process of shedding the coating of the wires to get more of the copper insides out Avalon reatached each peice with the electrical tape she found, and all done. Now she just had to place the two halves of the headset back together, and she was done.
"Okay we're good. This thing should work now so we will have radio contact." She said opening the door to the car, and stepping out.
Peering around Avalon noticed some random infected stumbling toward the work shop at the station. All that could mean was that if that kid was still here, he must be having a little trouble leaving. Continueing the look around she noticed an agile body climbing onto the top of said workshop. Avalon grinned a little as she whispered "Simons here.." to herself.
"Kids obviously at that workshop. I say we move in, catch him by surprise, and do what must be done." Avalon said without giving Richard anytime to respond.
Drawing one of her barettas, Avalon quickly moved towards the workshop in a stealthy manner. None of the stumbling infected noticed her as she get to the back of the building with her back to the concrete wall. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the right moment to break into the building, and stop that kid.
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Post by rorschach on Jul 15, 2010 17:45:00 GMT -5
He had found the gas pump in the upper left corner of the room, he turned quickly and slammed his crowbar into an infected's jaw, knocking out teeth, he could hear the jaw snap from the contact, he brought it down again into it's skull sending it to the ground. There were already more moving in on his position, he hit another infected with the crowbar as hard as he could, but as soon as it went down he could see the others continue toward him. Alright he could do this, he shoved the sharp end of the crowbar into the eye of the closest infected and began searching for a container for the gas, he found a red gas container on the shelf with all the random tool's and junk. He pumped the gas as the infected moved foward, when the container was full he turned toward the undead group in front of him. He got into his krav maga fighting stance and prepared for the worst.
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Fade to Grey
Zombie Hunter
Say again, all after the "oops"
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 16, 2010 9:15:34 GMT -5
With catlike grace, Simon dropped down from the ceiling of the garage, hands coming up with both his USP and combat knife as soon as his feet hit the ground. The USP's handle had a groove filed into the left handgrip in order for Simon to use CQC, and the knife's handle was pressed into the side of the pistol, blade downwards, as Simon took in the situation. The little psychopath was apparently cornered; it wouldn't do to have him die at the hands of zombies, if Simon was to follow him back to the TSTU. Firing a suppressed double tap, Simon dropped one and then two zombies that were about to enter the room. He hadn't been seen yet, and he intended to use this to his advantage.
Pulling out a flashbang, Simon pulled out the pin, held the handle, and then released, mentally counting to four before throwing the grenade inside. He was sure that the device wouldn't be seen as it exploded in midair; Simon averted his eyes, but his ears still rang as the flashbang went off. Taking the room, Simon entered, firing another double tap at the zombie advancing on the psychopath, who was undoubtedly taking a crash course in astronomy as the stunning effects of the flashbang dissipated. Simon always saw stars when a flashbang went off in his face, so he figured the kid was doing the same. Nine rounds left in this mag.
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Brucey
Zombie Hunter
Do not look to the sky for the birds will get there first...
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Post by Brucey on Jul 16, 2010 12:10:46 GMT -5
Hearing a small bang from her position Avalon could tell it came from inside. Something must be going down that she should be concerned with. Either that kid had found some decent weapons to defend himself with, or as she saw earlier Simon moved in to take charge. From her experience so far from interacting with Simon he seemed like a real good trustworthy guy. Only thing is that Avalon had been getting the feeling that Richard didnt like him to much but like him or not Avalon still owed him and will jump in to save his life the second she is given the chance.
Drawing out one of her tactical knives with her left hand Avalon was ready to run in. Sliding across the wall she came up to a metal back door, shethen grabbed the door knob and shook it around. It appears to be that the door is jammed by something so now she had to move to the front entrance of the store. Turning the corner sticking next to the wall for safety Avalon saw Simon move into the building. A few infected were trailing him that he must not have noticed, so being nice she took aim and fired 4 shots obtaining 3 kill shots she wanted. Grinning se was proud at how good her aim was if she took a second to line up the sites.
This situation had appeared to be taken over by Simon so Avalon never entered the building. Instead she stood just by the entrance so she wouldnt be seen but her gun and loud noises she made could be heard. This allowed her to keep a little guard from any new infected testing their luck for a meal. It was up to Simon to take care of that kid for the time being.
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Post by rorschach on Jul 18, 2010 23:32:54 GMT -5
[ooc i was gonna wait for mikeys turn but i guess i should by now]
When the flashbang went off he fell back into the gas pump, smacking his head near his last wound, once he got his sight back for the most part he got to his feet, his ears were still ringing. The infected had mostly turned to whoever through the grenade, He ran at an infected from behind and stuck his knife into the back of his skull, he watched as his rescuer made quick work of the infected, he looked toward the man who had helped him and realised he was the guy from the rooftop earlier, he grabbed the container of gas and began walking toward the tram. "You coming this time?", if this guy had followed, it most likley meant the other's followed too, He slowed down, he had a head rush, he didn't thank him for the help, he didn't feel like it. He was dizzy, and his head hurt he stumbled toward the tram and leaned near the door, he set the gas on the ground and mumbled "f***" before passing out on the ground.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 19, 2010 5:52:11 GMT -5
(Sorry fellas, been a bit busy lately.)
Richard aimed his weapon, taking down the last zombie with a shot that entered the eye socket and exited the skull. He looked over at Avalon, nodding and smirking at her three shots. Three kills out of four shots in quick successions, that was quite the feat of marksmanship. Even he wouldn’t be able to do that. He was more handy with a knife, where precision was taught to him. A firearm, he had been trained for body shots. All of his life, he was more counter terrorism than counter bio hazard. But, bio hazard experts were hard to come by. People like him were more common, soldiers who were trained to deal with BOW’s after the fact.
“Silence ruined.” He said. Five gunshots, they were not able to keep hidden anymore. Even if the boy had known they were following, he wouldn’t have known their exact position. Now everyone did. “We go in, we move before zombies come.” He said.
He didn’t wait for her to answer, it was too much time for something to come along and notice them. The last thing they wanted was for something bigger and more badass than a zombie to stumble upon them and tear up the place. He opened the door and peaked in, seeing Simon, a few corpses, and the kid they were tailing passed out on the ground. He saw blood smears on the gas pump, and the way the kid was crumpled on the ground. Simon hadn’t struck him, he had passed out. Probably from hitting his head on the pump.
“Come, we get him on train and go where he go.” He said, more to Avalon than Simon, but he didn’t have a problem with Simon coming along. Obviously, he was a well trained man. The TSTU had more numbers than them, it would be good to have someone else on the team.
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Fade to Grey
Zombie Hunter
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 19, 2010 7:06:01 GMT -5
Somewhat shocked, Simon sighed internally. He'd hoped to avoid having the kid get hurt; potential psychopath or not, he was still a kid. Bending down, he pulled out his first aid kit and began to take a look at what had happened. The flashbang had startled the kid, and he'd apparently stumbled backwards and hit his head. Shaking his head, Simon regretted throwing the flashbang now. But it couldn't be helped. The wound was bloody, and Simon cleaned it up as best as he could for the time being. Lifting him up after holstering his USP, Simon placed the kid in the train car, before stepping outside to perform a quick perimeter sweep, ensuring that nothing else was lurking.
"I think the area is safe. Whenever you are ready, we can go"
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Brucey
Zombie Hunter
Do not look to the sky for the birds will get there first...
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Post by Brucey on Jul 19, 2010 11:23:25 GMT -5
Avalon was phased by the kid passed. In all actuality she had the idea Simon meant to do that, and it worked out just fine. Now she was taking her time moving into the car as Simon was sweeping the area. There was no need to hurry in the end, the only one who knew where to go was passed out on the floor.
Stepping onto the car she peered over at Richard and took a spot next to him, and then turned her attention back to Simon who had returned. "Just to note Avitus the plan was to talk to the kid." Avalon stated a little annoyed with the fact they had no clue of what to do now exactly with a passed out kid.
Avalon sighed and turned a circle looking at the ceiling of the car "Lets just start this thing and go, Kid will probably wake up to the bumps on the ride. Actually... Does anyone know his name?" It had just came to Avalon's attention she had no clue what the kids name was. they had all just been calling him kid or some variation.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 19, 2010 13:03:43 GMT -5
Richard shrugged when Avalon asked about the kids name. He got up and walked toward the kid. He pulled up the sweater the kid was wearing a bit and looked for a wallet. If he had one, he’d probably have an ID card of some kind. If he was in school, it’d be a school ID. If he had a job, he’d need a state issued ID card to get it. He found a wallet and took it out of the kids pocket, opening it and seeing the ID card in the space with the clear plastic.
“Desmond Kovacs.” He said, sounding out the name as best he could. “ID card, little money, not much else.” He said. He closed it, slid it back into the kids pocket, and looked around. He saw the gas can the kid had been holding, smelt the gas as it seeped onto the ground from the open air vent. He picked it up and saw that it was full. Why would he have had this? To fill up the tram, obviously. Weather he had done it or not was the question. Richard walked out to the front of the car, saw the tank. He opened it up and began to fill it up. When he saw the gas start rushing up the spout and starting to overfill the tank, he stopped and closed it up. He then walked back to the pump and got some more gas. Better safe than sorry, he always said.
“So, we go where tracks take us?” He asked, looking over at the control panel. He was well versed in many vehicles, more than average ones you’d find on the road. He could even pilot a plane or helicopter. Smaller, civilian ones mainly. But the bigger versions weren’t all that different. Just… Bigger. He could keep one of them in the air, if he needed.
He walked over, prepped the engine and started it up. It wasn’t quite as noisy as he thought it’d be. He moved his hand to the throttle and looked back at the others to see if that was the agreed plan of action. They didn’t make a sound or move to stop him, so he moved the throttle lever up gently and grabbed the back of the driver’s seat to avoid falling from the sudden lurch of the car. Soon, it leveled out and they were on the way.
(No clue where this thing goes. I say, one of you move us somewhere in the next round of posting.)
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Brucey
Zombie Hunter
Do not look to the sky for the birds will get there first...
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Post by Brucey on Jul 19, 2010 13:25:41 GMT -5
((Yeah, Rorschach when you post move us all please, and thank you.))
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Fade to Grey
Zombie Hunter
Say again, all after the "oops"
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 20, 2010 6:08:37 GMT -5
(OOC: I've got it. We're moving to the Hospital; whenever you're ready, we will start posting on the first floor)
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Ion
Zombie Hunter
[Fine]
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Post by Ion on Oct 9, 2012 15:38:14 GMT -5
[Crowley and Deckard are in the Tram station]
"Clear," Deckard said, sweeping the street ahead of them for hostiles. He moved forward and checked the interior of a stationary tram. "Clear. Allison, how's the barricade coming?"
Crowley had been grabbing at stacks of pallets and drug them over to build a barricade along with a couple of oil barrels and some scrap metal to reinforce it. "It won't hold up forever, but it'll buy us some time...with the infected anyway," she said, adjusting the barrels.
"That's all we need," Deckard said, opening the tram door and stepping inside. "Get on the horn and call it in." As he settled in on the train, the supervisor opened up his computer and began recording their encounters. "Ssssh... aahh..." he hissed in pain as his burn began acting up.
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 9, 2012 15:57:06 GMT -5
Crowley had dropped her gear on a nearby seat and switched on the radio signal. She tried adjusting the frequency but it was jammed, possibly due to their current location. She continued to fiddle with it before sighing and strapping her sidearm to her side.
"Signal's jammed, I'll have to leave the tram to use it....are you sure you're alright, Sir?" she asked again, one hand on the tram door and the other on the lever to open it.
"I'll be fine, Allision, and I'll be better once you secure our route out of here," he said, focusing on his work.
The woman sported a lop-sided grin and shook her head. "Yes sir," she replied, leaving the tram. When the door shut safely behind her, she'd tried catching the signal once again. "Crazy old man," she muttered.
Finally, she could hear a voice through the white noise. "Timber, this is PermaFrost do you copy?" Static...
"PermaFrost this is Timber. static What's your pos--static?"
Crowley looked around at her surroundings, seeing a ghoul wander from around the corner of the barricade, it had spotted her instantly but bumped into the barricade and stumbled back.
"We're holed up in the Tram Station at the moment. We did not collect Mayor Warren. He was already dead when we arrive at City Hall," she explained.
"static .... Copy that, PermaFrost.static"
Crowley looked back over at the undead to see it continuously bumping into the barricade, unsure of how to get around or over it.
"Supervisor Deckard and myself are injured and the only survivng PermaFrost, we're requesting evacuation," she said.
There'd been a long stretch of silence on the other end, besides the loud static blaring through her headset. "Negative, PermaFrost, there's ongoing static air static --affic and no available static --ppers at the moment, over."
Crowley looked up at the sky, there were no sounds of helicopters nearby and no visible aircrafts, just thick, black, smoke. She'd scowled and shook her head. "There is no air traffic, the skies are clear! Requesting evacuation, now!" she said, raising her voice.
There'd been another long stretch of silence.
"Timber, do you copy?!" she asked.
"static...Stand by, PermaFrost, over."
With that, the call dropped. Crowley tightened her fingers around her Baretta as she'd looked back at the infected. Raising her arm up, she'd sent off a single shot and the infected had gone down.
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Ion
Zombie Hunter
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Post by Ion on Oct 9, 2012 16:28:31 GMT -5
Back in the tram station, Deckard had been documenting and analyzing combat data gathered regarding the B.O.W.s they'd encountered. From what he could gather, the acid spray and blade wasn't infectious. The bone marrow in Chimera's contained no trace of the virus, save in marrow.
Closing out his computer as Crowley approached, he stood and tucked it away. "So where's our evac route?" he asked.
The soldier ran a hand through her messy hair and sighed exasperated. "There isn't one. Timber told us to 'Stand By'. There's supposedly air traffic and no chopper could be spared at the moment," she explained.
"That's bullsh*t, there's no birds in the air. The hell do they expect us to do, standing by in the middle of a warzone?" Deckard said, raising his voice. He knew damn well what those bastards back at Umbrella wanted them to do. They wanted them to gather up all their precious data, and then politely die.
"I don't know, but I'm beginning to feel like they think we're caged lab rats," she responded. "What do we do, Sir? Stay here and wait to die or move out on our own orders?" she asked, expectantly.
"We move out. Find a place to bunker down until orders come in. Suggestions?" Deckard said, unholstering his rifle.
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