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Post by Snake on Feb 19, 2009 16:02:03 GMT -5
Joe heard Haru talking to Alexia. He laughed. Joe burst out laughing. He laughed and laguhed until finally he stopped himself. "A princess..? Heh, some sort of survivor crazy b**ch is a princess now?!" Joe moved to Alexia and bowed mockingly. "Well excuuuse me, your majesty!" Joe took out his pistol. He aimed it at Alexia's head. "So if I pull this trigger, I'm gonna ruin the monarchy! Well, that sounds like fun!" Joe's finger slowly squeezed the trigger. If somebody didn't stop him, he'd shoot her in his mad state.
((You have permission to hurt Joe slightly whilst ya stop him.))
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 19, 2009 16:17:48 GMT -5
Alexia smiled at Haru delicately before hearing the howl of laughter erupting from Joe. She stared at him wide eyed while he made his little display. Putting a gun to her head, huh, fun stuff. She clucked her tongue impatiently while he did what he had to do. The cold barrell of the gun sending a shiver down Alexias spine.
"Joe, dearest Joe.." She said soothingly, standing perfectly still with her eyes boring into his. "You are very sincere. Are you trying to get me wound up?" Her voice was calm and serene, almost like that of an angel.
In a quick flash, Alexia grasped her perfectly manicured hand around the gun and pushed it down to Joes side, along with his arm, hearing a gentle click in the process. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" Alexia winked and then brushed her lips against Joes neck, snatching the gun out his hands and licking it, before tossing it back into his chest. "I wouldn't advice putting a trigger to my head, darling."
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Post by Snake on Feb 19, 2009 16:24:45 GMT -5
A small ripple of pain went down Joe's arm as she forced it down to her side. Man, she is strong Joe thought to himself as he caught his gun when she threw it back at him. Joe realized that he was dealing with a woman who, to him, was beautiful, tough and crazy. His kind of woman. He looked her up and down quickly, his gaze rested on her eyes. Many thoughts flooded his head, how a woman like her got caught up in a zombie apocolypse. How she kept her cool, despite the situation. How she could steal his gun before he had chance to react. "Well, princess, what now?"
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 19, 2009 16:27:27 GMT -5
Alexia noticed the boy eyeing her up and down, what was he thinking.. "What do we do now. Good question.. Any suggestions, Haru?" She said soothingly, shooting the pretty woman a quick glance. "Anywhere you'd like to go? I, myself wouldn't mind going somewhere cold. A lab maybe.." Alexias thoughts trailed off into something else.
The labs. Where she tested mutants, made them her own, changed them to fit her exact requirements. She missed those days. She didn't know of many labs that existed these days. Most had been burnt down and wiped off the map..
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Post by rekoshin on Feb 19, 2009 16:31:52 GMT -5
Unit 09 sat down with his back against a building after the fight and checked its self for any injures. There where no signs of injure and no poison had got on him. He then watched the group of people talk. Then suddenly the one they call Joe put a gun to another survivors head but she lowered his arm. Unit 09 was confused by human behavior they where a strange to it. Unit 09 lifted its self off the ground and decided to stick around this group something interesting might happen.
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Post by Snake on Feb 19, 2009 16:33:21 GMT -5
Joe spoke. "A lab? Why the hell would you want to go to one of those? Most of em are umbrella's labs anyway, there just deathtraps." Joe remembered an incident from the last outbreak, he had been trapped in a lab room by the only working security system in that lab. He was trapped in that room with 4 lickers. He had to kill them with his bare hands. He had spent days locked in the lab until the security short-circuited. Joe's memory flashed back to the present. Only Alexia could make him go back to a lab. "Wow, your crazy...." He said to Alexia, speaking his mind.
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 19, 2009 16:39:13 GMT -5
Alexia raised an eyebrow, almost offended my his comment. "Why?" She said slowly, assessing the situation. "Well maybe because I lived there. I breeded there. I created my.." She picked her words carefully, they meant alot to her. "Babies, there." Not the most suitable of words, but none the less they told a whole story.
"I am not crazy. I am merely a brain cell short of a... full brain I guess." She giggled softly and brushed a hand through her hair. "So.. a Lab it is. And don't worry, nothing will attack you while I'm around.."
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Post by Snake on Feb 19, 2009 16:43:59 GMT -5
Joe shuddered at the thought of her creating some of the creatures. He looked down for a moment, unable to handle her gaze at that moment. Joe had thought he would have been protecting Alexia in the labs, but it sounded like she didn't need any help. Despite that, he would tag along. She intrigued him. Her persnoality, her beauty, Joe was almost in a trance. Joe thought of the tyrant near him, no longer did it bother him. He looked back at Alexia. A smile rested on his lips, more amused than anything, that this woman could exist.
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Post by Alexia Ashford on Feb 19, 2009 16:47:21 GMT -5
The look on Joes face intrigued her. She only wished that she could know what he was thinking. He seemed like a very interesting character. Someone she could study, someone she could be around all day, just watching him. Like Haru, something about Joe drew Alexia in. She could definately start something with her new 'companions'. She wouldn't go quite as far to call them friends. She didn't have friends.
Flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder, Alexia hoistered the Sniper onto her back and straightened up, pulling the leather strap on her thigh up a little higher, where it was tighter and more secure. "Okay then. Seeing as this place is about as drained as it can get, grab anything else you may need and we'll be on our way!" The grin on Alexia's face was unignorable. It was huge, and her teeth glistened gently in the dim light.
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Post by Snake on Feb 19, 2009 16:54:30 GMT -5
((Joe, Alexia and Haru move to Cell Block A of Umbrella Waste Depository facility, in the easte side of Racoon City.))
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Post by rekoshin on Feb 19, 2009 16:57:10 GMT -5
(Unit 09 has followed them to the Umbrella Waste Depository Facility.)
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[+]Shinta.
Survivalist
villain est la destro.
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Post by [+]Shinta. on Aug 26, 2009 0:26:55 GMT -5
Now, being a Sniper Marksmen and Knife User, Chad was a overall good battler. He could blow your head from a far, or remove your face at close rage. Lovely. Sitting on a roof with his .50 set up over the edge, he was only looking to the sky. Everything had gone to the hell. It was really all messed up, and from what he had seen; everywhere was taking the L. But he wouldn't be one of them. He would have to stay clean and clear and under control. As his eyes moved from up to streets below, pupils would lay on a Gun Shop. Guns Galore. Now, knowing how people were savaging there was bound to be damn near nothing in there.
Turning his head to look at the door that lead up to the roof, he would hear nothing to make him want to bar it, the boy would move on over to his .50 Cal. Rifle and scope out the door of the this place. He needed to get it. Maybe there would be someone who wasn't a psycho who could give him info, tactical support, anything. Besides, if this didn't work, he would be off to some type of supermarket. But for now, he would have to scope this Gun shop that was surrounded by a wave of Undead. Lovely.
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Post by NotAvailable on Aug 26, 2009 1:00:45 GMT -5
Angela panted as she managed to escape with her life from the supermarket down the street. Those damned undead were extremely persistent when it came to meal time, obviously. As the woman continues high-tailing it through the shopping strip, she'd come across another oncoming group. It was almost as if they were beginning to learn how to hunt in packs.
She immediately halted her sprint and tried backing away. As she did this, she heard those all too familiar groans coming from behind. Looking back she saw a few stray ones had darted their attention on their potential meal.
The woman swallowed a painful lump in the back of her throat, her fingers clutching the crowbar so tightly, her knuckles were as white as alabaster.
I could run around them...they're slow, I can get around can't I...? she thught to herself. Upon closer examination there were too many unintentional barricades with cars blocking her escape.
Not knowing what else to do, she climbed atop of a SUV and felt the sting of tears threatening to fall. She was pretty much trapped.
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[+]Shinta.
Survivalist
villain est la destro.
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Post by [+]Shinta. on Aug 26, 2009 11:33:08 GMT -5
Eyes would fall upon a survivor. Someone who seemed, unharmed. As he watched her get trapped by the Undead, Chad would aim his .50 over wonder of the surrounded SUV. Pulling the trigger Almost every single zombie on the right side of the vehicle would be blown away. The twirling bullet would rip apart Undead skin and Organs. Barret M82A1, lovely gun. Moving the barrel to the next side of the SVU, he would blast away the other side of the wave. Aiming once more, the back of the vehicle would be rid of beasts.
"Move to the door of the apartment I'm on! Im coming on down."
He could take care of the rest; or avoid and go straight into the Gun Store. [/blockquote]
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Post by NotAvailable on Aug 26, 2009 14:19:08 GMT -5
Hearing loud shots ring off, Angela screamed and covered herself protectively. Upon seeing only the undead were being picked off, she found her chance to escape. She slid down the windshield and jumped off the hood, running on ahead. Asshe did she heard a man's voice advising her to move on towards the apartment side a few feet away.
Not knowing how to respond, she desperately agreed anyway and ran up to the door, holding herself and looking around warily. That was the closest she's ever really been to death since this whole thing started. Usually they wouldn't pack up like that..
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