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Nov 18, 2008 14:30:03 GMT -5
Post by Mikey on Nov 18, 2008 14:30:03 GMT -5
Thick with trees of many sorts, these woodlands are home to a great deal of animals and other creatures. While not being infected, they are still hazardous. Also, beware of other people roaming about with foul intentions.
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Dec 4, 2014 2:23:13 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 4, 2014 2:23:13 GMT -5
"It was a stupid idea." Thought Franco as he sprinted past various trees and bushes. He started to pant while running. "As if carrying an unnecessarily heavy suitcase would make things any better" The suitcase he carried was not his own. He had in fact stolen it from the supposedly closed off umbrella facility. As soon as his employer received word of a type of virus in progress being uncovered as the facility was receiving a reboot, they had to have it. The only sad part being that their was no virus. What was currently contained inside the case was a drug. Instead of it being contagious, and attaching itself to each and every host to survive and spread, it only attaches to the strongest host and manipulates its senses with certain chemicals being released. With such an excessive amount of mixed chemicals, it almost always kills off those who cannot handle its effects instantly. The first signs of the drugs acceptance are, permanent damage of the brain cells of the user so that they are no longer able to speak or understand spoken words from any language really, let alone understanding social actions and body language. After a few hours it then turns their eyes a bloodshot red, as the veins in their eyes seep blood. The last symptom was an induced rage which would cause them to have accelerated heart beats, exponential muscle growth and body functions for speed, and sometimes mental strength. It created a creature incapable of communication but advanced in almost every way. As the sun started to set, Franco was making his way through the forest at top speed while carrying the forty pound chrome case. As soon as he had gotten to the other side of the shrubbery he'd be meeting with Luiz, his partner. Together they would be meeting with two other gentlemen and completing this run together.
The only reason why Franco was running, would be the umbrella search teams, which were right on his case. He didn't have his case with the weapons in it, only equipped with a shiv that he had on him before going undercover as an umbrella researcher. As he ran past the few trees that were left of the forest before reaching one of its many clearings, he moved the leaves and branches that remained out of his sight and finally, emerged from the forest. It was right on time for pickup. Hoping into the back of the truck, It slowly advanced following the trail of the remaining forest, from where they would meet with the other two guys hired, outside of The Umbrella search boundaries. Driving off, the smoke trails left by the truck were seen by two of the Umbrella's search crew. "Run it back around. We have things to eliminate." Luiz made a swift U turn coming back around to the two search team members before they could have retired back to the forest. Luiz tossed back his .357 Derringer for Franco to make a swift disposal of the two. As soon as the light blue pickup crossed their path they held up pistols prepared to unleash a salvo of gun fire. With three of four shots unleashing he fired the gun, two rounds were let loose into the arm and chest of the first umbrella search'e. The second was hit with one shot to their chest, leaving a but of sting in their chest. The company they had worked for this time was "Dither, resources and Tech" and apparently mentioned little about screwing over the Umbrella corporation. Of course, the Kevlar they wore protected them from the chest shots, but only that, One of them had a small gun wound within his arm. With the last shot inside the four chambers of the gun, Franco fired it into the arm of the umbrella worker who was no shot in the arms.
After leaving the two on the ground weaponless and armor less, including but not limited to the stripping of their clothes and comms. he handed the gun back to Luiz while in the truck. In turn Luiz continued driving towards the meeting point while Franco stripped himself of the lab clothing he was wearing currently. He just so happened to 'borrow it' from an umbrella scientist for this operation. Afterwords, he would quickly put on his normal clothing, beige casual pants with his brown over coat reaching to his knees. He thought about the things to come along with this adventure he would soon face..
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Dec 4, 2014 19:57:55 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 4, 2014 19:57:55 GMT -5
It wasnt really all that hard making the switch. The two other men that were suppose to have a meeting here should be showing up by now. Then again, time wasnt really a factor. Neither of the two cared when or how they were even arriving, just that they would be, and with the package. The excitement was unbearable, finally getting closer to something. Getting to the point was easy, with the assist of a turned BSAA Agent and their pilot. They went rogue some time ago, the details were a little fuzzy, but they were on the right side so long as they didnt get directly invovled in the pairs business arrangements.
"Your lucky I decided this was a good idea for us. Your way of doing business and mine are totally different, but if your sure about this, and he was sure about this, then im with you." One of the two females spoke to her partner Rey, stretching her arm above her head, the other arm missing from the elbow down. "Madison, you know me. I wouldnt bring you here if I didnt think it was a good idea. I couldve done it all on my own, but these men arent just some random gun-toting scavengers. They were bussiness men, just like us. But just remember, theyre expecting men, so lets try to keep this as professional as possible, just incase they decide to play the sexist card. That always complicated things. If anything happens though, id take a bullet for you." Rey leaned in, giving Madison a kiss on the cheek before hearing the sound a truck getting closer to the small hunting shack.
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Dec 5, 2014 11:13:45 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 5, 2014 11:13:45 GMT -5
The two were drawing nearer towards the drop off, and the truck was still in one piece. Luiz had looked back to see if Franco had changed clothing and was ready to head out. Tilting his head back, Franco already had his clothing on. He was sitting near the corner of the truck rubbing his Tp-82 clean. "It was in a suitcase" shouted Luiz while trying to keep his eyes on the road. "And it was never brought out since." he finished. Even though that was true, Franco was a weapons repairman, and this was one of the things he did. Also a salesman, but recently he's been taking jobs that seem more ruthless like mercenary work. And there was a lack of guns to sell. Before putting up his nicely polished weapon, he dug deeper through the suitcase. It was mainly filled with knifes from his days as a soldier in Russia, either then or they were obtained after he had joined up with Umbrella. Each one was a bit unique. His hawk knife had a serrated curve, his triple set throwing knives were just bad*ss, his ballistic is a projectile type knife, even his bayonet wasn't exactly a knife but could be mounted on the tip of a rifle; and each knife had a spot where he placed it on his person before heading out. Unlike his partner, Luiz was a bit more simplistic. He only carried his .357 and sv-98 rifle. Previously being a scientist he had to have the steadiest of hands, and being trained as a marksman under Franco only made his hands more solid than before. While his partner was driving, Franco continued fondling around within his suitcase. He slid a sting ball grenade inside, just in case the type of dealing he would be getting into wasn't planned.
In the distance they could see a small shack. Slowing down the truck so Franco could jump off with both suitcases, Luiz continued driving. His strictly followed plan was to lose any tails, and serve as a decoy until the other group had left the country. He would then rendezvous with them somewhere along the way. Though he wouldn't know when the other group has left the country, it was a bit of a guess on one end, so it gave the other group a limited amount of time as well. As the Russian man motioned closer to the wooden door of the shack he couldn't reach for his pistol, since he was carrying two cases, and really had no way to fight if it came to that, beside throwing the lighter suitcase. "Hopefully, my employer has idea of who's working for him" he mumbled while pressing against the door slowly. His Russian accent was a bit thick but his English wasn't bad to the point of not being understood.
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Dec 5, 2014 18:39:21 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 5, 2014 18:39:21 GMT -5
"I still cant belive were doing this. I mean, if its information you want, theres other ways we can get it. I know you were close with that BSAA agent." Madison spoke, feeling a little more nervous as they waited. "Just keep cool, I know what im doing. Were probably going to be working with these two for ahwile, so lets just make a good first impression."
The truck was in sight, and things started to get exciting. "Here they come, stand tall, and make yourself look professional. I know your not used to this, neither am I, but this is business. Its already bad enough theyre seeing two females, least we can do is not look like couple of post apocalyptic ruffians." Within moments, the truck had pulled up and drove off, making a literal dropoff at the man stood at the door holding two briefcases. She was surprised, probably did this a lot. The truck didnt look like it was coming back. Part of the plan, maybe, it didnt matter, Rey was just interested in getting this started. She and Madison stood, waiting for their new partner to speak first. Give them the rundown on a plan.
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Dec 5, 2014 20:59:24 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 5, 2014 20:59:24 GMT -5
His head peaked through the door, and upon two women. One of them had a look of angst, while the other seemed excited. With his eyes cocked to the woman with dirty blonde colored hair, he spoke in the best English he could, while trying to come across as cool. First impressions were always a good thing and its the first, there's always more. "You. Your no green foot, eh? I can see that you bleed experience. As long as you drink as well as you seem, your my type of accomplice." he said with a dastardly grin. With emphasis on accomplice, he looked at the other girl. "And you, timid or coy? I am sure you could kill me and my partner with that look of yours alone, eh?" he say with a laugh to ease an tension between the newly met partners. He walked over towards the Blonde headed one. "You have to see, my partner is into a game of cat and mouse. We will meet him later, but for now we leave this country." He walked back to the door, peaking outside for any hostiles who didn't take the bait. Seeing that the area was clear, he continued "Do you have car? Anything that moves?"
Walking back to the two women, his hand gestured the case with the drug towards the earlier mentioned blonde woman. Now that he see's, he is working with experienced killers, or rather an experienced killer, Franco felt a bit more comfortable. It's always the dangerous people you feel safer around, he thought.
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Dec 5, 2014 21:44:13 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 5, 2014 21:44:13 GMT -5
Feeling a little intimidated at first seeing the man, Madison heard his accent, and didnt know what to think at this point. Clearly this was the right guy, so thats all that mattered. The man seemed friendly, which was unerving, because it usually meant they were somebody else on the inside. She just hoped Rey knew what she was doing, and wouldnt put them into a bad situation. And if she did, she would get them both out unharmed. Madison wanted to stay quiet, she didnt want to talk, but she didnt need to when Rey was the one handling the business. Stepping foreward, Madison took the case while her girlfriend replied.
"I dont think were all on the same page here. No, we dont have a vehicle. We came from America, by helecopter, a one way trip. I was under the impression you would be our transportation, but I would honestly prefer to be on foot, so it works out if we keep moving then until we reach a solution to our problem. You know these woods arent safe, and theres a lot more than just the infected people out there, but I think all three of us are more than capable of dealing wth it. Should an airstrip a few miles north of here, might be worth a shot, if transportation is that important."
It was understandable that the two sides werent on the same page, maybe that was better. There was a reason Rey and Madison was needed to get to wherever it is this virus is going, she just waited for more details, without prying into something she might not want to pry into. If the pair of them took the virus right here, right now, it wouldnt do them any good if they dont know what it actually is, or does. They just knew somebody wanted it transported, and this was the group to do it.
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Dec 8, 2014 10:13:36 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 8, 2014 10:13:36 GMT -5
"Ah, no ride. Well, more room for you to join my train. And if thats gonna happen, we need to survive. To survive, you need to be honest." said franco metaphorically speaking about a supposed train. He would walk over to the middle of the floor opening up his case and pulling out the stingball grenade to reveal it to the girls. "I was going to use this in case things had gone bad. Glad I didn't." He laughed while putting the small explosive back into the case. Of course, there may come a chance for him to still have to use it but, he was glad that the two girls he had just met decided on being honest with him, now he was a bit more positive and hoped any tension and angst was gone, ultimately deciding that using the nade on them wouldn't be as effective nor would there be a purpose. The potential this dynamic carries was more than enough to convince him that these two were more than worth the ensuing trip, that would be, delivering the case.
Strapping the case with the grenade as well as ammo and other things inside around his shoulder, he asked the girls if they had any weapons, equipment, guns, did they need any, how they are feeling about this experience. One if not all of those many question to initiate small talk before heading out from this place. "So, how do you two feel about this? You have ammo, guns, and food yes? medical supplies? Its alright if you don't have them." even if they didn't have those, franco had more than enough to share, most of which was stored in his fanny pack, or rather, man purse. Either one was just as sufficient, after all it was only a name.
When discussion ended their next action was pretty much decided. Heading to some type of airstrip up north. Franco honestly didn't know the area. He had a map, but then again he "had" being past tense.
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Dec 8, 2014 14:37:24 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 8, 2014 14:37:24 GMT -5
The walk north was underway, with the trio having known there was an opportunity there waiting for them. Rey had marked out the area before from the sky, although in her head, but didnt get too much time to prepare for their survival. Normally this wouldve come as second nature, preparing, but she and Madison had gotten so used to being on their own that anything they needed couldve been easily scavenged, or lifted from others, in the case they werent into playing nice. The both of them made the mistake of robbing from the innocent, and both times had cnsequences that either of them even saw. It was karmas way of keeping the ones who survive in check. No church in the wild, but no room for an antihero either.
As the man spoke, asking them about their preperations, Rey was the one to respond. "I have my bow, and a decent supply of arrows, ones I make from scratch. Maddie has her pistol, with a supressor, but she doesnt like to use it unless she has to." The fact Rey had a bow and the knowledge to make her own ammunition was all that was needed, and with their experience, medical attention came easy. As for their feelings about all of this, Madison was the one to speak this time, not really feeling right about Rey giving away her name, and her her own. "Rey means we have things under control. Since were being honest, we had thought about just killing you and your partner, and taking everything for ourselves. Wouldnt be the first time. But I know personally how reckless that is, and the fact that you have more information then we do about whats inside it, wouldnt do us any good. So, yeah, my thoughts is this going to be a good adventure, now that were all on the same page, sort of."
Madison tried to sound professional, but it was still strange to her. She had usually been the weaker one, especially since her missing arm, and Rey was the survivor, but since they split off from their group awhile back, the pairs personality had taken a different turn. One that made them more about living for eachother rather than the situation put around them. So long as they were together, they were confident, calculated, and quite frankly dangerous. Which is what would be needed if they were going to be coming along with this Russkie. He seemed unpredictable, but since unpredictable had been everybody they ran into these days, all was normal. They would get along.
The entire time on the hike to the runway, Madison had been looking at the exposives carried by the man. They were the only thing that still freaked her out these days. Bullets could be taken out, wounds healed up with time. Stabs from a knife could be recovered from, and mended. But an explosive meant potential loss of limb, and no matter how calm she had been, that was something that still bothered her, and more than likely always will. It would keep things to a stalemate though, because he has no reason to use them unless they give him one, and Rey would be prepared for the worst if anything else did happen. It eased her back to calm, but the thought still put things into perspective.
A brisk pace was all that was needed, and within ten or fifteen minutes, they arrived to the small airport hub. It was local, but this was Japan, so their had still been quite a few people. The fact he was quite was still uncanny. Usually, it meant the infected were here, but hiding. Or it meant this place was clean. The chance didnt need to be taken when all three of them were ready for whatever came next, be it an easy escape or a battle through the small airport. The place was only big enough for two planes, and one was already gone. The one she seen, however, was a little less commercial, which could work out to their favor. But they fact it didnt belong here meant it was landed with reason. "That looks like our way out of here, but im willing to bet its out of fuel, or something even more complicated. We could find something else further north, maybe get lucky with a news helicopter or something, but not taking this opportunity probably means were going to be driving anyways. Its your call, comrade, this worth the risk for that case?"
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Dec 12, 2014 5:14:52 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 12, 2014 5:14:52 GMT -5
"I already told you, that stare of yours could have my bags packed for heaven any minute now. You wouldn't need silly weapons." Said Franco jokingly. He didn't mean to offend the girls but, still meant what he said. They were upon a small airfield, quite remote as well. Less likely to be discovered, which was better until seeing the space was only fitting for two planes, one of which was already out of the question. In a imitative phrasing of stereotypes, the girl remarked him as comrade. "Hey, number one. Not all Russians call each other comrade. We in fact hate each other deeply like you Americans. Two, you two are indeed my comrades. No harm done, eh?" he said having a small chuckle. Soon he would quiet down extremely. "Maddie, was it? You don't like to use your gun? But it is very pretty and well made. Firm, and the suppressor isn't damaged much." His eyes would molest the girl's gun if they could. "Switch me you guns. If you don't like using it, you can hold onto mine. Rey, and I will go to work." Handing his gun over to the girl, stock first he finished speaking with, "Oh, and the stock un-clips into a sheath. Inside is a machete, ready for use if you don't want to shoot. If your feeling trigger happy, top trigger is for top barrels, double barreled shotgun. Bottom trigger is for combination pistol. Don't press both, no matter how much you want them dead, first rule of thumb is conserve ammo." If received, he would sheath the silenced pistol, pulling out his throwing knives to hold on standby, and ballistic knife on his left waist, opposite to where the pistol was. In his back coat he had a shiv, for a usual stealthy first encounter.
"Rey, lets move. Maddie, you stay here, and watch the plane for people or teethers boarding." He relayed. Leaving behind his suitcase with the sting ball grenade as well. He would imagine if worse came to worse she would be able to remember where the nade was, and toss that baby like it was on fire. They would make a slow advance towards the plane. The side door, revealing a set of stairs for passengers was already unsealed, and just as they made it to the stairs, Franco could hear slight footsteps. He waved for her to follow his lead in ducking under the retractable staircase. Coming down them, was a man, about 6'3 in stature, he obviously was crouching a little to exist the plane's doorway. The man walked forward, unaware of anything around him that was currently about to transpire. Franco had sneaked up behind him, making only a slight pitter patter with each step. The last few steps he hadn't cared about silencing, making a full sprint to run behind the man, and hold him in a choke hold. It was increasingly difficult as the man, looked like he could break free and scream at any moment. Still having a bit of leverage in the grab, Franco slid each throwing knife down his sleeve, three in total to throw one at the back of the man's ankle, calf, and just below his butt, near his thigh. This was just barely enough to bring the man to one knee.
Pulling out his shiv, it was dangerously sharp, and contaminated with slight brownish hints of iron oxide (III). This chemical reaction, formed from the reduction of metals, specifically the iron which made the shiv, had in a sense caused the metal to decay due to the absence or donating of electrons. Shoving it deep into the mans neck it barely pierced his flesh like he wanted it to. It was apparent this guy was hyped on something that made him like this, the conclusion being the drug that the trio was currently transporting. He couldn't let this guy go free, so continuing to force the blade deep to the mans throat, it came to an easy stop upon reaching his larynx and pharynx. The slight notch on the end of the shiv tightly secured a section of the man's windpipe. With a tug containing all of his might, Franco was successful in disfiguring the man from within. Now the two didn't have to worry about him yelling but, this drug alone presented so much trouble so far and still was not finished. The man had continued to stand back up from one knee. Driving his shiv into the man's opposite leg he let it hang in there. The bleeding from his neck wound had already cleared and stopped. Running over to Rey he loudly whispered "Could use back up, comrade."
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Dec 12, 2014 5:38:08 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 12, 2014 5:38:08 GMT -5
As she grabbed the gun, Madison held onto it, listening to the man speak. He said her name, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, because most of the time she didnt go with names. But everything else didnt make her uncomfortable at all, there was just something good spirited about him. Some charm. He gave the orders, and wanted to split the two girls up, which wasnt what Rey wanted, but knew it made sense, and she trusted him. Rey just stayed quiet, and listened to the plan, then took off to leave Madison with keeping watch. She felt the gun in her hand. Truthfully, she didnt really like guns much, but this was interesting to her. Not interesting enough to be a distraction, she kept watch, and readied herself for anything.
But the case was more interesting to her. What was inside, whatever they were transporting, she had no idea. Rey had somewhat an idea, but even then, not much. It was important, enough to have them travel all this way for. Madison wanted to open it, but knew it wasnt the time, or the place, or even her business. Rey had it covered, then the time came, everything would be uncovered, and inside would be outside. Just then, she seen the violent scene unfold near the plane, but seen Rey and their new business partner handle it quickly.
Rey drew her bow at close range, loading a shorter arrow, and slugged it into the back of the mans head, just barely missing the Russian. No doubt he would have been a little shaken by the nearmiss, but it only proved her skill in archery as she swiftly grabbed the arrow out from his head, putting it back into her bow, and pulled it back, aiming around to make sure nothing had heard or seen them. Clearly they werent going to be the only ones here, and it made things a little too unpredictable. Rey didnt like dealing with people, but this was something else. "When I clear this plane, and we spent the next few hours in the air, your going to explain to me exactly what were dealing with..." The tone of voice would hopefully be enough to tell the Russian that Rey had dealt with many things in her past before, but this was new to her.
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Dec 12, 2014 19:15:17 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 12, 2014 19:15:17 GMT -5
"You; clear the plane? Definitely a no." He stated, while proceeding to point to what was believed to be the corpse of the man who had been stabbed repeatedly and toppled over by one swift arrow. The dead merc's skin slowly molted into a puddle, as if estranged from the rest of the man's body, becoming a little bit, liquid like. "If umbrella was supplying these merc's with free samples of this drug, under guise of a physical booster or supplementary vitamins, etc. Then clearing this plane wont be so easy to clear..." he spoke, as he was one of the only people to know about what the drug does. The heads of umbrella started to order the killing off of executives over the project as soon as it was finished a ready for a mass distribution. Turning his head towards the body of the guy, it honestly looked as if the skin of the supposed corpse was removing itself, coming off slowly because of its sticky like texture but, it was not only that. The body's composition and structure, excluding the skeleton, was completely altering to that of one organism without bones. A slime, or some type of symbiotic like creature, moving on its own. It was about the height of Franco's waist, and would only seek to consume more.
Franco knew the outcome of what is currently happening, as well as knew what this formed creature's nature is, and what this supposed "drug" did to it. "The other merc's, this will lead us to them. The ones that took the drug, at least. Those will be his primary food source." he crouched down low, chest against the ground to avoid its natural sense of pheromones and certain chemicals. Of course Rey hadn't known, so he would follow by signalling her to get low. The only targets it had wanted were other sources of the drug. "I'll explain a lot of this s*** later. First, we clea- this guy, clears the plane." He was hoping that the chemicals affecting him had kept him in a primal state like many of the other test subjects. Of course there were those who still had their thought forming, and processing chemicals, some even able to make communication....before eating the interpreter. Well, It wasn't really eating. More like sitting in acidic jello. They would have probably suffocated or had their insides corroded by the time help could do anything. This also made the intelligent ones more dangerous.
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Dec 12, 2014 21:31:48 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 12, 2014 21:31:48 GMT -5
Things were under control. it seemed, but it was really hard to tell if they actually were or not. Madison seen from the distance what happened, and wanted to ask what was actually going on, but a gesture from Rey told her to stay back. And she listened to her lover, because if it was too dangerous, there was good reason to stay back. Madison didnt care all too much about the life of their new partner. Not so much as she didnt care, but more that Reys had been more important, and she knew that she could handle herself, so there was little to worry about. Madison still had the case, so if something did happen and they needed to bail in another direction, she could with the package safe. Thats what mattered most.
Listening to the man, Rey was torn between what he said, and what she seen with her own eyes. There was a lot she seen in the past few years, maybe not anymore than him, but definitely more than most, and this was something she hadnt seen before. Maybe with this knowledge the man had, she should introduce herself once they got situated, because she was more than interested at this point. Just watching the form of the new virus, Rey seen it go into the plan, like a living creature. The fact it didnt go for her was more than enough reason not to worry, but she was still on her toes, bow ready to fire.
There was still one more important question to ask, but the strange noises coming from inside the aircraft caught her attention first. Rey wanted to go into and look at what was happening exactly, but there wasnt much point, she trusted the mans words on it doing exactly what he said it would do. But thats where the question rose. "After it... Does what its doing, how do we get it off the plane?" Rey knew the man wasnt stupid, and if this was going to compromise there transportation, they wouldve moved on by now. So he mustve had an idea.
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Dec 18, 2014 2:13:13 GMT -5
Post by shakku on Dec 18, 2014 2:13:13 GMT -5
"Now, that's where the pretty and intelligent girls come in." Said franco, standing still before he rushed aboard the plane. While entering he finished "I'll leave that to you, but we're taking off. Now!" Hoping he was clear in the message. This would signal for Rey to call Madison up so that she isn't left behind. Of course, even if Rey didn't get the signal, he couldn't just up and leave them. They might hunt him down and actually kill him. Back when people did those things to Franco, It was a free, daily basis type deal, and almost everyday presented him with a new play mate. "Of course, the days always end with my playmate receiving a gift." He chuckled a bit while remembering the smell of hydrochloric acid.
As he boarded the plane, the hallway inside was long and narrow, leaving little space to dodge a bullet, let alone a flesh hungry B.O.W. Inspecting the pilot's cabin, the controls were in full functioning order, everyone just seemed to have left, and this monster seeming to have left behind the skeletons of the two pilots. It's a good thing they didn't fly while injected with the virus, or they might have crashed. He pulled the silenced pistol from his waist, mounting the under barrel over his left arm for a better aim, and releasing the safety trigger. As he approached the long hall splatters of liquid could be seen. Mostly cerebrospinal fluid which was a main attracting agent for some reason. Franco, finally reaching the door to the cargo bay, slowly slid it open peeking around each corner with his gun aimed. The lights were in working order, although it was still a decent amount of daylight out. This room was much larger than usual, but of course it was labeled "Cargo Bay" for a reason. Continuing his search, he followed the trail of clear liquid which curved through a few crates. Behind those few neatly stacked containers, the B.O.W could be seen finishing another meal. It's size had increased and already, it was out of food and probably going to search for more. "s***" he sweared while firing three of the suppressed rounds. They didn't seem to have much effect on the liquefied beast, though its approach was slowed down as the bullets passed through it. Ducking around the corner of one of the boxes Franco just barely dodged being consumed and/or melted, as the monster continued his quick dash straight ahead. Watching the beast move through rows of storage containers, he was waiting for some support from Rey and Madison.
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Dec 18, 2014 5:14:17 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Dec 18, 2014 5:14:17 GMT -5
Most of the planes these days had all been fairly large, and able to hold a lot in it its back compartments. Which this was no exception, it wasnt all too big compared to most of the ones used for transporting in bulk, so it was really perfect for what they needed. Following in after their partner, she seen the skeltons, and shoved them off to the side, avoidng eye contacting while they broke apart on the floor. Wasnt quite like in the movies, but this was the first time Rey had seen it in real life. Whatever they were dealing with had better been dealt with. She got the cue, and knew they had to be lifting off here ASAP, thats why she quickly sat in the seat and switched on the engine starts. The fuel was half full, or half empty, depending on how you looked at it. Just their luck, they could make it far on half a tank, especially if they got rid of the weight.
Hearing the plane start up, Madison knew she could leave post and get on. But at the same time, there had been several shamblers coming their way from the treeline across the airfield. They were a little faster than normal, but wouldnt be a problem. As she got near the plane, there had been faint peling of a discharged weapon, her supressor. It echoed more than anything, so Madison knew it came from the cargo. The traded gun in hand, she looked at the pilot controls, and seen Rey wasnt there, which mean the plane had still be starting up. Did they really take long to start? She didnt want to deal with anymore infected that might come out from the building. Quickly running to the back, Madison seen what they were up against.
If bullets didnt cut it, neither would arrows, not even the ones she had made with explosives on the end. There had been special occasions for some of them, but they were too close quarters, and Rey didnt want to damage the plane. Tossing the bow back up front, she dipped to the site, seeing the BOW splatter who knows what against the wall. In the same time, Rey grabbed the fire extinguisher from wall. It seemed a little cliqche, but it just might work, long enough to think up a proper strategy. She was still angry they walked right into this in the first place. But before she could find the release pin, the creature darted into her, and she felt its geletin figure pin tight.
A blast of white foam came through the doorway, and as it made contact with he blob like monster, quickly froze several outer portions of it. In seconds, it had let go of Rey, but was too slow to get out of the way from another jet of the cold, high pressure CO2. Though only temporary, and not knowing how long it would even last, the creature had been moving away from them. There had been another fire extinguisher on the back wall, but next to that, the compartment release for plane. Looking back at Rey, who was in serious trouble and couldnt fight, Madison called out to the Russian while began dragging her lover out of the cargo bay with one arm. "Open the doors and hold on. Keep it busy."
Of all the things they had encountered before, this was actually making her heard race, and after getting Rey into one of the seats, Madison seen how bad it really was. But holding back a tear, she ran to the controls, and leaned forward. She never took off in a plane before, but know it wasnt hard. Landing was the hard part, but she didnt need to worry about that. Just a steady hand, one was all she needed, and the plane had came up off the ground. Maybe a little rougher of an a angle, but it wasnt too hard to keep normal balance. As she held the throttle, not knowing how to even switch it to autopilot, Madison looked back at Rey, seeing a large portion of her leg and lower side nearly completely melted through to bone.
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