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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 1:29:31 GMT -5
Anna listened to the man briefly as she stared on toward the bridge. Her heart began to race with the idea of seeing her loved ones again and finally enduring some last sense of normality. She traded glances between both Arc and the old man, Kent, before giving them a thumbs up.
"Alright, stick close and keep talking when we get closer that way they know we're not zombies and shoot us to hell, got it?" she asked of them.
They all nodded in agreement before crossing over the bridge. It was almost the half the size of a highway with a barricade of cars keeping unwelcomed guests out seeing as how they set up barbed wire atop of them with scraps of jagged, rusty, metal.
Four men were seated outside the chekpoint, smoking and with various firearms in their grasps. Shining a light at them, one of them flicked away their cig.
"Private property. Scram!" he told them.
Anna was the first to reply.
"My family's in there. I need to get with them," she explained.
Before anyone could intervene, a man had came up to them with his own flashlight, Jimmy behind him.
"Let them through. She's alright," he told them.
"But Jake said.." one of the men began.
"Jake ain't here," Jimmy told them, backing up the man that vouged their entry.
They'd lowered their weapons and pushed gestured for them to access the makeshift gate door. Moving in carefully, one of the men stopped them and pulled out a device they were all too familiar with.
"That won't be necessary," the taller man said. It was dark so Anna was unable to see his face.
"It's Jake's rules, Rich," the marine replied.
"Again, Jake's not here, so let my mom and her friends in!" Jimmy barked.
Anna grinned and pushed passed them, trekking further inside with the others. When she's looked up at the man to thank him, she shined the flashlight beam on his face to see exactly who it was.
"RICHARD!" she cried, throwing her arms around him and smiling widely.
The man patted her head a little before encircing his arms around her to return the embrace. Jimmy glanced at Arc suspiciously and scoffed, putting his hand out.
"Thanks for helping my mom get here, I'm James, but people call me Jimmy," he introduced himself as politely as possible.
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Post by Winters on Mar 11, 2011 2:03:04 GMT -5
When they got to the checkpoint in the treeline, Arc had been anxious. Not to settle down, but rather whether or not they would say anything about him. Getting into a group of survivors was something he didnt really feel like doing, but when they had let everybody in, things seemed calm enough. The first thing he noticed was the sound of Anna meeting up with Richard, Arc knew things were going to be better. The older man and the little girl had moved further into the camp, away from the checkpoint. When things were settled down a bit more, Arc moved himself into the camp as well, but was approched by the younger man, holding out his hand for a friendly gesture. "I should be thanking her for keeping me alive, shes a tough girl, thats for sure." No matter how serious he was at the moment, he still pulled out a joke, and a smile to top off the cake.
Upon seeing the camp itself, it consisted of several vehicles, and campers, all joined together. The place was easily set up weeks ago, and had been pretty fortified by now in the woods. A large fire had been set up, however, all the glow was blocked off by large rocks to keep the right centered on the town and away from the treeline. Looking a little closer, there was at least seven other people inside the place, all sitting around, seeming to be enjoying themselves, almost like a large family. Before Arc could really know what to think, he was approched by another man, a rough looking guy. "Hey there, new guy. Mike Riddley, come take a load off, ill grab you a beer..."
Arc still didnt know what to think, but he followed the man, and than sat down at the fire, hood still up. When the guy Mike came back, he lay a can of Coors down on the ground in front of the log he sat at. Arc picked it up, and nodded, listening to the man again. "One of the last cans on ice, so make it last." He grinned a little, and then opened up the beverage, taking a sip. Arc felt a little more at ease, almost surprised at the many people at this camp. There was a couple across from him, no, they looked more like brother and sister. She was no more than eighteen years old, and he looked to be in his late twenties.
A quieter man, small in size, had a serious face on, was sitting at a tree off to the side. He wore a wool cap, and had a pair of headphones on, listening to music. Another woman, sitting to the right, was fiddling around with a digital camera. She had a conversation going on with a man in a suit, looked very professional, even had a cane. She had been showing him pictures, and he seemed interested in them. Before getting to focused, the man, Mike, had came back and sat down next to him. Arc was a little antsy, not being used to sitting that close to anybody he didnt know, but out of curiousity, he spoke out in a friendly but rough tone. "How long have all of these people been staying here? They seem so... Content..."
Mike had gave out a little chuckle, but the man never smiled, never. The whole time he spoke out, friendly as ever, but never smiled. he took a few sips from his own beer, and then spoke to Arc. "People seem to come and go, or at least thats what had been happening for the last week. Lately, it seems this is it, were the only others left alive for miles around. Not sure if youve noticed them yet, but we got the McAuley brothers on both of the RV's keeping watch, they alternate shifts. Thats Andrew up there now, Aaron is probably sleeping. The guy with the heaphones, thats Steven, he doesnt talk much. The lady with the camera is Katie, and the man shes talking to is Dodge, hes a doctor, a very good one. The brother and sister across from us, Crystal and Tommie Ashburn, theyve been with us the longest. Theres more of us around, those are all the names I can really think off the bat... Speaking of which, who are you?"
Getting to knew everybody had put Arc at ease now, nobody seemed like strangers to him. This was solid camp, it was safe here, there was no denying it. He would be able to settle down here for sure, but whether or not its what he decided was still in the dark. When the daylight came, everybody would be active in the camp, and he could get to know everyone a little more. The one person that stuck in his mind the most, however, was the doctor. Maybe he knew something about the infected, Arcs infection in specific. Only time could tell, but for the night, he was ready to sleep. "Names Arcian Griffin. Nothing special about me, just another stranger in the land of the strange."
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 2:47:21 GMT -5
Anna had ventured off further into the camp with Richard and James a smile had been slapped on her face for almost ten minutes already, never fading.
"Oh, grandma and grandpa are sleepin' we can wake em in the morn," James told his mother. Anna nodded in agreement and looked around at all the different faces. There were so many people that she couldn't begin to comprehend whether or not Rich or James knew all of their names.
"So...who are all these people?" she asked.
Rich had mentioned he was going to go grab Aryn while James sat down on an old fold out chair, placing both hands on each knee. Grinning he looked around.
"Well, I'm relatively new, but I know that besides your parents, Katherine, John, their kids, Kylie and Jack are here. They're camping out somewhere near the trailers. Well, John's helping patrol near the riverside right now. Katherine's probably chatting with the other mothers. Jake is away right now, he was off on his ritual survivor hunts. Clarissa is over there, the redhead with the hoodie, she has a nasty habit of pick pocketing, I'd keep an eye on her sticky fingers, but she's a good kid. She came here with Jake. There's this girl here that I came with, Jamie, she's somewhere around, I don't know where, she got separted from her brother and father sometime ago. She's a little b*tch if ya ask me," he responded, listing off names.
He saw Jamie walking by with a beer in her hand, talking with Adam. He didn't trust him all that much and he definitely didn't feel right letting Jamie hang out with him. They'd been inseperable since they'd met for whatever reason.
Anna noticed the spark of rage in her son's eye when he watched the Adam man and Jamie girl exchange a smile at eachother. Apparently the two had drifted closer and she could sense jealousy in her son's glare.
"And who else is there..?" she asked.
"Huh?" he grunted. "Oh, uh, well, there's Mr.Gahn."
Anna quirked a brow. "Mr.Gahn?" she asked.
He gestured upward onto a man with a sniper rifle up above one of the trees. He was usually perched there for hours, taking out creatures or zombies. Hostile living if necessary. He was a good shot and didn't talk to anyone most of the time. When he did, it was brief.
He was a private person.
Anna felt a little intimidated and shifted uncomfortably in her seat when she'd finally managed to tear her eyes off of him to look at her son.
"Oh! Mitch Gile is here too! Oh man, mom, he's a pretty cool guy!" her young son beamed like a child.
Smiling she cocked her head. "Mitch Gile? That rockstar you idolized?" she asked.
"I didn't idolize him...he's uh, just a pretty cool guy. Taught myself guitar listening to his s***," he told her, trying to play cool.
Anna chuckled and looked over her son's head where he sat to see Richard was walking back with the familiar little girl running toward her, arms open.
"ANNA!" she cried out, practically tackling the woman with a hug. Anna smiled and hugged the girl back tightly.
"Aryn...it's good to see you too, kiddo," she said, feeling relief wash over her.
"We thought you might have been dead! Well Richard did anyway. I kenw you were alive, cuz you're awesome like that," the little girl squealed. She always did worship the ground Anna had walked on in hopes that she'd get together with her father sooner or later.
"Is that right...?" she said through clenched teeth, glancing upward at her father.
Richard shrugged a little. "I couldn't find you anywhere...and it'd been a long time..." he said, apologetically.
James was watching the two bicker back and fourth before interrupting once more when he was reminded about sleeping arrangements. Ever since he first met up with his mom, he made sure she'd have a place of her own to sleep. A nice little tent close to the rest of their family. Everyone had been excited for her arrival, yet since it had gotten so late, they'd fallen asleep before she'd come.
"Oh right, we set you up a tent, ma. I put your things in there already, that alright?" he asked.
Anna smiled yet again. "Yeah, that's fine, just point me in the direction when I'm ready to sleep," she said.
"So who's that jerk you came with, huh?" Aryn asked, probing her for questions.
Anna looked around camp but hadn'st seen Arc. there were too many people walking around for her to spot him easily.
"Arc? He's a good friend, why?" she asked.
The little girl pouted. "Looks like you've been replaced, dad!" she said to Richard, folding her arms, angrily.
Richard only averted his sights off of Anna, elsewhere. He steered clear of saying anything. Right now wasn't really the time anyway.
"What? No, no, your dad knows him. He helped us out of Raccoon last time, remember?"
"No."
Sighing, Anna raked a hand through her messy, red hair. "I need food and drink. Where can I get some of that?" she asked.
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Post by Winters on Mar 11, 2011 3:21:21 GMT -5
"...And ive been living in my truck this whole time. Big Rig, have it parked behind some of these trees, sleeps two if your looking for somewheres private to stay. I can tell by the look in your eyes that your not very comfortable around all of these people, but its okay. I was like that too when I first met them. Itll take some time, but im sure tomorrow we can all have a proper introduction." Mike spoke to the man, Arc. He seemed like a pretty mysterious character, aside from everybody else here at the camp. His hood nearly covered his face, the only time you got to see it was when he looked into the fire. But it was the mysterious people Mike took interest in, as they were usually the more interesting of people.
"Im not a people person, and I havent decided if im staying the night here. But thanks for the offer..." Mike listened to the man Arc speak those words before he got up and just left into the woods. He didnt even try to stop the guy, he seemed to have a certain motive. But if anybody asked, hed tell them he just needed some time alone. Going back to the fire, Mike wrapped the towel around his hand, and then picked up the grill from the side of the coals. The six hot dogs were all ready and cooked, and even a bottle of ketchup was set off to the side. No buns, but the hot dogs were good enough my themselves. "Foods ready if anybody is interested." Mike called out to whomever was listening.
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"...The patient died before I could do anything, and quickly turned not long after that. Takes about two minutes for the infected to spread through the bloodstream, depending on the wound, so cutting off a limb is still an option for survival. Luckily enough for me, I didnt need to test it out on myself, but rather a partner of mine. He didnt make it, I was too late, if you couldnt already tell by the way the story is ending..." Dodge spoke out to the blond girl. This was the first time she had really spoken to him, but she seemed interested in everything he had to say. "Yeah, sorry about that. Hard to wrap my head around. Quick, smart thinking on your end, though. Just, it happens so fast you dont even have enough time to think sometimes..."
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Sitting and watching the campfire, Andrew kept his eye on the newcomer sitting with Mike. He seemed like an alright guy, but the way he just got up and left like that was a little unsettling. Figuring it was best that he told somebody that he was running off, Andrew jumped down from the RV, and walked over to the other newcomer, the red headed female, and spoke to the group. "Hey Rick, that guy with the hood just left the camp..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 3:56:04 GMT -5
When Anna heard the guy report Arc leaving, she'd gotten up from her seat and was about to go after him when Richard had grasped her arm and looked at his friend rather concerned. He glanced sideways at Andrew and nodded a bit. He was placed incharge of things until Jake got back, he was about the only guy Jake had trusted to keep things under control since most of the people here were quick to panic without assertive authority.
He also had been there the longest with his daughter. Either way, Rich spoke up to Andrew. "Alright, I'll go with Anna to go talk to him. You get back up to your perch and take care of the others," he told him.
Andrew nodded his head and smirked. "Will do, Rick," he said.
Anna looked at Richard's hand grasping her arm and then looked up at him. "Well what're ya waiting for? Let's go find Arc," she said.
"Aryn, wait here with Jimmy. I'll be back," he told the child. She groaned and nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I know the drill, bleh," she whined.
Anna and Richard began a light jog toward the edge of the trees where Arc had walked off to. When they'd been closer, they broke their jog into a fast paced walk. "So why're you following me to console someone you don't even like?" Anna asked, a smirk on her face.
Avoiding the question, Rich kept his eyes peeled for anything suspicious.
"So how'd you bump into him again?"
"Wha?"
"How long have you guys been travelling together?"
"Err, a coupla nights. Why?"
"There he is, call out to him," he told her. Anna looked forward and somewhere in the back of her mind she was mentally grinning. Rich was totally jealous.
Of course her rational thought told her to get with the program and help her friend out. Clearing anyother thoughts out of her mind, she'd caught up with him, grasping his shoulder gently.
"Hey, Arc, where ya heading off to?" she asked. "I thought you were gonna stick around for a bit. The people here are nice."
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Post by Winters on Mar 11, 2011 4:12:01 GMT -5
Walking off into the direction Stoneville, Arc had been moving through the trees for a few minutes, just trying to get away from the camp, to clear his head a little. The truth was, he was physically and mentally exausted. The strain of him getting combat high all the time was putting the hammer down onto his head everytime, and on top of that, he needed sleep. It just felt right to be away from the people, his subconsious was drawing him away from them, it wasnt his intention to run away, at least not without telling Anna first.
Thats when the voice came out, Anna had been quickly onto him leaving, and had tried to convince him to stay. Still without turning around, Arc kept his eyes closed, hearing the breathing of the other somebody with her. It was Richard, he came with her. With his eyes still closed, he listened to Anna, and then spoke out, pausing his footsteps. "I just..." Opening his eyes, Arc knew he couldnt tell Anna the truth. Spinning around to face her, he moved forward, opening his eyes. "...Needed some time to think to myself, sorry I didnt tell you I was leaving." Arc just wanted to go back to the RV, and get some sleep, thats all he ever wanted to do. "I need to speak to Anna in private..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 4:21:03 GMT -5
Anna looked back at Richard who only casted a glare at the man before him and was ready to snort and make a jerkass comment, which Anna had expected, but he suddenly stopped and shook his head before turning around to walk back towards camp.
"I'll see you later, Anna," he told her, coldly.
Anna frowned and watched him leave before frowning and looking over at Arc again. Oh boy, this was going to lead to some problems. Whichever way it goes, Anna still knew it was only right to help out her friend.
"He'll be fine. So what's going on? I know there's something wrong with you. Ya know, besides the infection. Is it getting worse?"
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Post by Winters on Mar 11, 2011 4:38:00 GMT -5
Watching Richard walk off was a bit of a sight, and it felt a little rude for Arc to even ask a question like that in front of the man, but he didnt have any other choice. Her words were right on the spot, his infection was getting worse, but that wasnt what was on his mind. "I need to sleep..." He spoke out again, making sure it was clear in her mind. But that wasnt enough to get her to realize. "...And I cant..." Still looking at her, she couldnt tell what was up. It wasnt like there was something on his mind, nothing like that. And he could very much sleep, doze off if he kept his eyes closed longer than five minutes. That wasnt the problem, and Arc could beat around the bush anymore.
"...Im scared... I dont want to fall asleep... Ive been awake since the accident, almost two months, and I cant keep pretending to sleep any longer. Im afraid that I might not wake up, that the virus will take over completely, and ill lose all control. It was the blood lust that kept my blood flowing, and with the blood flowing I dont feel tired, I feel wide awake. Its good to calm down, take it easy, but I start to feel weak. Too weak that I might just shut myself down. I dont know what to do, really, I dont. I wont take you away from your family for the night, but I need you to find somebody around the camp to keep their eyes on me while I sleep. Tell them I was exposed to the infection, but not sure if im infected or not. I just need to sleep... Just need to sleep..."
Pulling out his knife, Arc had it by one hand, and rolled up the sleeve of his coat. With a quick scrape, he dragged the knife across his forearm, cutting himself so that he could wake up. His blood started to pump now, and he felt more awake than he was ten seconds ago. "My body is changing, see? Im just not safe here, not unless you tell the people im dangerous. Maybe that Doctor will have an answer, I dont know. I have to lay down, at the camp. Just do what you have to..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 4:51:54 GMT -5
Anna was practically thrown between a rock and a hard place. Arc did seem paler, sicklier and looked almost dead. It was getting harder to keep his sanity in tact but if she told anyone, they might just up and shoot him between the eyes. Sure he was a danger to others, but he could potentially not be if he could just grasp the reigns of what was going on in his body.
When he'd cut himself, she cringed and looked away.
"Hey, warn me before doing that next time..." she said wrinkling her nose a little.
"If there's anyone that ought to know it's Richard and maybe the security around here. Best not to make everyone else panic," she explained.
Before Arc could speak up, she turned her back to walk toward camp. "Don't worry, I'll handle things, even if it means I gotta stay up to watch your ass," she said before rejoining the others.
As she made her way back, Richard had been waiting nearby with his arms folded, leaning up against the tree. He gave her an all too familiar look and she casually pretended not to notice. "We need to talk...privately. And with security...do you guys have a doctor or medic around?" she asked.
He looked at her, unfolding his arms. "Yeah we do...he's off in the trailer, probably drinking or being an ass to someone, why?"
"Let's go talk to him, me and you, please?"
He could tell it was serious when Anna wasn't smiling or being condescending. Nodding, he lead her toward the trailer, away from everyone else.
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Post by Winters on Mar 11, 2011 14:57:44 GMT -5
"...And than what happened? How did it resolve?" Katie spoke out, getting a little closer to Dodge. She was interested in his story, as a journalist, and just because it was down right entertaining to listen to his travels. "It didnt." When Dodge spoke out, he could see the face on Katie, she was confused. Not sure whether she should be sad, or something else. "What do you mean? Your a Doctor, your suppose to help people!" Katie had been a little sad, and a little angry, about Dodges choice. He had an opportunity, but he didnt take it, he wanted to learn more about it. "Not every case is interesting, and not everybody gets to live. You cant save everybody..." With that, Dodge had stepped up from the campfire, and then limped over to his trailer, calling it a night. Katie was a little upset, but she still just continues fiddling with her digital camera.
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Arc followed Anna, not closely, but far enough from her not to give himself away. He couldnt just run away, couldnt keep his life going on like it was. There was a doctor in the camp, he might know whats wrong, might know enough about the infection to help him. It was the first time that Arc had even seen a real doctor, one that had been alive all this time Better yet, he was old, and that meant he was around during the 1998 outbreak. Any doctor who survived that would know a hell of a lot more about the infection then the common people. Maybe, just maybe, he would know exactly what Arc has been going through, and even a way to stop it.
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 11, 2011 15:27:22 GMT -5
Richard had made it to the door before Anna had, as soon as he did, he knocked on it pretty heavy handedly. Annd stepped up bseides him and quirked an eyebrow up at Rich.
"Is he here?" she asked.
"Doc, open up, we need to talk," he told him through the door. As they waited, the door opened and Doctor Dodge had a rather annoyed look about his face. Sighing, he stepped aside, allowing the two to walk in, shutting the door behind them.
Richard seated himself on the small chair nearby and gestured toward Anna.
"Anna, this is Dr. Dodge. Dodge, Anna, she's got some questions for you."
Anna nodded and sat on the arm rest where Richard was, forcing him to move his arm to his knee.
"Someone in camp is infected. But not just with some ordinary infection....this man has been infected for months now," she began.
Richard had grunted. He was pretty sure who she was talking about and immediately, he'd he glanced up at his old friend, narrowing his eyes.
The doc, however, didn't seemed so suprised.
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Post by Winters on Mar 12, 2011 1:30:00 GMT -5
Hearing the knock at the trailer door, Dodge had opened his eyes, and than sat up from the small bed in the back of the place. Without even grabbing for his cane, he opened up the door. When he seen Richard, he knew it was something important, but still he put on the annoyed face. Allowing them to step inside, the door closed over, and Dodge sat down on the bed, and listened to their situation. At first, he was puzzled, but than thinking back to a few other cases, it seemed that it was just another day in the life of a survivor, in a more rare scale than the ordinary.
"Im assuming by infected you mean the T-Virus, and not something like, I dunno know, genital warts? Because if its genital warts, then I think your knocking at the wrong door..." However, seeing their faces, it was obviously something more serious. "Oh come on, nobody is ever in the mood for a little joke around here. So, is this the patient? If not, take him in here for examination, ill see what I can do."
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 12, 2011 12:18:15 GMT -5
Upon hearing the Doc's little joke, it took quite alot for Anna not to chuckle, although Rich had snorted to hold back his own laughter. This was serious and it definitely wasn't the time or palce to be cracking jokes about Arc's condition.
"I guess so, T-Virus, G-Virus, same difference really," Anna said before shrugging a little at Richard who'd already been getting back up to his feet.
"Yeah, we'll do that. Sorry to have gotten ya up. We'll bring him in here tonight. It's crucial that we make sure he doesn't go beserk and kill everyone in their sleep," Rich told Dr. Dodge before leaving the trailer.
Anna had agreed whole heartedly but descending the steep, three steps, she stopped halfway, grasping onto the edge of the doorway before looking back at Dr.Dodge.
"Thanks, Doc, we'll be back in here with him soon." With that said, they'd left the doctor alone once more. As they walked through camp, James and Aryn had caught up almost immediately, assuming something was wrong with Anna.
"What's going on? Are you alright, mom?" James asked of his mother.
Anna smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine. Listen, I know we have alot to catch up on, but I really need you to stay with Aryn somewhere away from the edge of the trees there and this trailer. Just for awhile. You still have your gun on you?"
"Of course, at all times, like you said," James confirmed, wearily.
"Good, so take my daughter somewhere else, get something to eat," Richard told him, sternly.
James nodded again and the little girl folded her arms, scoffing. "I'm nine years old, not five."
Richard squinted at her and she sighed and followed close behind James before disappearing again in the crowd of survivors. Anna looked back up at Richard uncertainty playing her features. He returned the glance and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of things. If worst comes to worst..." he trailed off, grasping ahold of his own shotgun. Anna nodded once more.
"Yeah, I know. It just sucks if the Doctor can't so anything. I mean, Arc is my friend."
"Yeah...I know..."
Anna knitted her eyebrows together again. "I'd do the same for you. Well not really...as much as we've been through together...I can't even begin to ever imagine pulling the trigger on you..."
The two again exchanged another shared look of concern before heading off to find Arc. This time, together.
"We probably should have warned security," Anna mentioned.
"Later."
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Post by Winters on Mar 12, 2011 12:46:31 GMT -5
With his sleeve still rolled up, Arc had moved out of the treeline now, and could already see the man up on the trailer starting to keep an eye on him. Since he left, the guy had probable been watching him like an escaped convict. Seeing Anna and Richard walk out of the trailer to the doctors place, he then began to walk slowly toward them, shortly after they spoke with the younger ones. Hearing Richard cock his shotgun, and exchange words with Anna about warning the security, Arc spoke out lightly, hopefully not scaring either of them. "Your man up on the roof of the RV knows somethings up, I wouldnt worry about it too much... In here? Ill do this alone, if you guys can take my things, that would be great." Removing his jacket, Arc unslung the assault rifle and took out his handgun, handing them over to Anna and Richard before walking toward the Doctors trailer...
Dodge opened up, seeing a larger man standing there with his hood up. So it was this guy, then, he saw him when he first entered the camp. Everything seemed pretty normal though. As far as he could tell, he was just another survivor, maybe with a case of PTS like ninety percent of them. Before the man could speak though, Dodge could see the cut on his arm, knowing it was recent. What he couldnt understand was how quickly it had been quagulating already, this was definitly the work of the virus. "What a horrible night to have a curse"
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Post by NotAvailable on Mar 12, 2011 13:06:40 GMT -5
Anna held onto Arc's things and looked back at the trailer door close quickly. She again looked at Richard for some kind of commentary, but suprisingly he shrugged and grasped onto two fold up chairs, unfolding them outside the trailer and seating himself in one, gesturing toward the other.
Anna sat down beside him, keeping her ear up against the trailer's side. Looking at her, he raised a brow. "You're unbelievably nosey. You know that, right?"
Anna grinned. "It's a gift."
"Right. Keep telling yourself that," he chuckled.
Meanwhile, Mr.Gahn had been looking through the scope of his rifle at the surroundings. He could see four of them shuffling across the bridge. It was four undead, somehow they made it toward the checkpoint. It wasn't too many to bea threat.
Reacting quickly before the security, he'd lined up a shot and took them out qithin a matter of minutes. Down below, the people had stopped what they'd been doing to look upward at him. He gave them a quick thumbs up and they returned to their affairs.
A woman standing below him had smiled and looked up.
"You took care of them pretty fast. Do you want me to stay posted for awhile? So you can get something to eat or refresh yourself?" she asked him.
"No. I'm fine. Thank you, though, Grace."
Grace nodded.
Still peering through his scope, he grunted. "Jeanette is back," he announced. Grace cocked her head to the side and leaned it against the tree. "Is Jake with her?" she asked.
"No, doesn't look like it. He said they were to part ways so he could meet an old friend. So I'm sure that's what he's doing unless the B.S.A.A. have him on something private that he's not telling us," Mr. Gahn assumed.
"More than likely. He has Mr.Holden incharge though, so we should be in good hands. I think," she spoke with a little caution in her voice.
"Who knows."
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