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Post by NotAvailable on Jul 6, 2010 1:23:36 GMT -5
((Duuuude, Jake? Jake's on the 3rd floor! XD ))
Alex watched Arc's pained reaction, a sneer, and a hiss of pain before quickly mentioning his weapons condition. He raised a brow and followed after the man back through to the reception desk where the elevators and the stairwell were. He was noticing the grasping of the bicep, apparently something was wrong. Alex could only hope that it was just a pulled muscle or an old wound from something other than anything infected.
Just incase though...
"What's up with that arm? Your aim's unsteady, the bead's shakin' everywhere," he asked, averting his eyes to the stairwell coming up. They still had survivors to locate and the flock of undead weren't budging from the entrance of the locker rooms, so that was one ruled out area for now.
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Post by Winters on Jul 6, 2010 3:40:28 GMT -5
Arcian was pretty bummed about having the water soak his hoody, he was almost completely wet now. There was only one thing he could do, and that was get the spray of water in the room to at least stop. Normally, they shut down after an hour, but an hour is too long to wait, so he would speed up the process. Grabbing one of the benches from the wall, he kicked it hard with his leg, instantly snapping off a large, long piece of the metal from the leg. Swinging it in the air wildly, Arc was knocking off the sprinkler systems nozzle, in both of the portions of the connecting hallway. He violently swung it again, throwing it at the wall, having it bend with a mass amount of pressure in the center. "...Im fine! I just dont feel like myself..."
It was true, Arc was doing fine, he wasnt infected. If it was an infection, he wouldve turned already, this aggitation was something different. After the water had finally stopped moving, he breathed to himself, calming down, trying to wring out his sweater. Arc took it off, exposing his fairly dry BSAA Uniform for the first time in three weeks. It was clean, considoring the hoody took all of the dirt and blood from his adventures. But the clothing on the right side of his upper arm was still missing, exposing his flesh underneith. He would have to show Alex, he was the only one he could trust with seeing it. But to his surprise, the bicep had been clean, only small discoloring remained. There wasnt even any blood. Arc was shocked, he was expecting it to look like more then just a friction burn. "...Yeah, see? Im fine, now lets get going..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Jul 6, 2010 16:47:44 GMT -5
Alex glanced at the burn-like mark on Arc's bicep, shrugging it off a bit. "Yeah, yeah, I see. Alright then, we need to get those survivors out, but where the f**k do we start?" he asked, looking about, his foot slipping slightly on the wet tile. He held his balance, but grunted, kicking a corpse nearby out of frustration.
When he took another look at the grouped up zombies, his mind had clicked. He'd seen this before. Those bastards group up when there's something fresh around. Maybe the survivors were in there. If they were, they'd have to figure out a way to get through without wasting too much ammo.
"Hey, we should try to get in that locker room. It's not normal for all those infected to be hanging around unless something they want is in there..."
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Post by Winters on Jul 6, 2010 22:01:05 GMT -5
Alex was making sense, there had been a large group of them gathering for a reason. Arc had nearly forgotten about why they were even here in the first place, it was to find Amanda and whoever she was with. He wouldve liked to think that the young girl could take care of herself, but the truth was, she only seemed the type to be able to. It was all just a face she put on, hes seen it himself many times in the past. Alex and Arc had to find the survivors before things got messy, and Arc ended up regretting wasting any amount of time with his own matters. As roughed up as he was, Arc had a soft spot for getting the job done, letting someone die wasnt his idea of a good job.
The large horde of infected were pretty packed in the hallway leading to the locker room, there would be not way they were going to get by without taking them all out. Worst part was, if it was that easy, he wouldve just thrown a grenade. But he didnt have any, just one flash left, but that wouldnt be of any use to them against the infected. Even if the shrapnel managed to kill a few of them out of luck, there was at least another twenty more. They would have to open fire, which would draw attention from whatever else was on the first floor to them. Arc had a hunch that the survivors were on the roof, getting away from the water, much like himself. Nobody would stay exposed to the elements for this long without even attempting to stay dry. Raising his SMG to the crowd, Arc looked over at Alex, and nodded. "Guess there only one way to do this..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Jul 7, 2010 18:37:30 GMT -5
Alex had moved forward a bit, spreading his feet apart and raising his weapon up, before they could open fire, the horde had finally broke through the locker room doors, most of them falling into the ground haphazardly. Alex and Arc both shrugged a bit and began taking out a mass majority of the ones standing, then turned their sights on the fallen.
When Alex went to pull the trigger of his automatic weapon, it clicked empty. He patted himself down for more ammo whilst Arc began taking a few potshots at them. "s***, outta ammo. Completely outta f**kin' ammo," he told his partner.
He was so wrapped up in locating the girl and whoever else was with her, he hadn't kept track of his ammo count. No magazines, no real firearms, no dice. He swung it over his back and reached over to th broken chair Arc had taken the chrome leg from. He kicked another leg and jostled it back and fourth before it snapped it off.
"Guess I do it the hard way," he grumbled, smacking the broken, jagged end into the crown of one zombie and then jamming it bluntly into the temple of another, crushing it in. He knew they had to hurry, the survivors were probably cowering somewhere inside the lockers, waiting for help.
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Post by Winters on Jul 7, 2010 22:35:55 GMT -5
Once Arc saw that Alex was out of ammo, he knew it would only be a matter of time before he himself was out. But seeing the man attack the infected with the sharp object, this gave him an idea. Ejecting the magazine from his SMG, Arc slipped in another one, but didnt open fire. Instead, he hauled himself back, and watched Alex do all the killing. "Keep it up, Alex, theres only about ten more!"
It seemed like a bad idea, a selfish idea, but in turn it worked out. Arc had really good aim, and if any of the infected got too close to Alex, he could easily snipe them off before it even touched him. It took a good few minutes to fight through, but Arc and Alex managed to get through the crowd, and kicked open the locker room door. Inside was fairly dark, even with the small amount of emergency lights. At this time, one of the showers were on, which cut out a lot of ambiant noise. They would have to turn it off if they were going to hear anything creeping up behind them. But all in all, there was nobody in the locker room. "...Alex, I dont think anyones here..."
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Post by NotAvailable on Jul 7, 2010 23:59:28 GMT -5
Alex had wiped off some streaks of blood on his face with the back of his arm. He slung the large chair leg over his shoulder and walked in after Arc. Upon hearing Arc's words, he frowned and continued to take a good look around before noticing a large hole in the ceiling where broken light fixtures had hung. They could see straight up from to the second floor.
Walking further beneath it, he felt a lump under his foot and heard a light crack. He quickly retracted his foot to see a pendant lying on the floor. Almost immediately, he recognized the piece of jewelry. Elsewhere, Arc had been investigating the broken window. From where he could see, there weren't any bodies lying around beneath said window.
Over with Alex, he had opened the now broken locket, seeing a picture of a younger him and a little girl. He frowned and looked back up at the hole in the ceiling.
"My kid's here somewhere, c'mon, I bet they climbed up that hole!" he told him.
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Post by Winters on Jul 8, 2010 0:29:54 GMT -5
Moving into the room, Arc was looking around the place. The sun was just coming up now, a tiny treck of sunlight was seeping through the window and onto the floor. Going over to the window, he looked down after Alex, but didnt see much of anything. But ironically enough, directly below was where he found the cellphone. Seemingly, it was thrown out of the window for one reason or another. This wasnt what was on his mind though, Arc was worrying about how little ammunition he had left.
Hearing Alex mention about his daughter, looking at a pendent or something he had found on the floor, Arc saw the hole above them too. He would be the lightest of them both, so he would be the one to boost Alex up there, and them have him pull him up. Crouching on the ground, Arc nodded, getting into position. They didnt even need to communicate by talking, within fifteen seconds, the two men were up top. These were two old partners who knew how to work together. Seeing the next level looked pretty dark, even for the sunlight coming in from down below, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his .45 handgun. "Here Alex, you take this. I still have a few magazines left in my SMG."
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Post by NotAvailable on Jul 8, 2010 14:39:12 GMT -5
Alex accepted the offering and put his empty side arm away, tucked into the back of his belt. Taking the new weapon, he nodded and gestured a 'thank you', to his old partner. He looked about, it looked normal enough despite the bodies and what looked like large burnt up spots on the tiles and walls. The smell of something charred had drifted around the hallway. They were here and apparently they had burnt something.
"Clarissa!" Alex called, looking in and out of rooms. He frowned, awaiting a response from his daughter. But to no avail.
The man continued walking ahead of Arc, he knew he ahd other survivors to find, but his daughter was just as important, if not more. The only thing easing his mind was hopefully she was with someone and not forced to be alone. The man ran a hand through his messy hair and over his eyes.
"Clarissa!" he tried again.
Alex and Arc are now on the 2nd floor, er, I think..]
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Post by rorschach on Jul 20, 2010 14:56:43 GMT -5
[Desmond, Richard, Avalon, and Simon now in hospital 1st floor]
He could feel the bumps in the road as they went down the street, he didn't raise his head to see how fast they were going... Where were they going? he remembered getting gas, right uptil the flashbang was thrown.. He slowly sat up, holding his forhead with his palm. They had stopped, he looked out the window to see the raccoon city hospital, he wondered why the h*** they would go here? the whole place is a deathtrap, but a painful sting when he went to touch the back of his head made him change his thinking, he could fix these head wounds... He quickly realised as he felt around his body, he had no weapons, he didn't know if they had taken his knife with them or not but it didn't really matter now, a knife wouldn't help him much anyway. His mask was gone too... s***, all he had from before the accident was gone was his life, he wondered how long before he lost that too...
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Fade to Grey
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 21, 2010 8:18:15 GMT -5
The tram had apparently sprung a leak, much to Simon's irritation. It had stopped not too far from the hospital, which was both a blessing and a curse. Simon figured that the hospital might be a staging point for the TSTU, based on the helipad and the infestation of the general area, but it also meant that dangerous things were lurking about. Plus, they could patch up their little informant and perhaps extract something useful from him. Simon was not versed in interrogation nor did he have any inclination to use "torture" methods, but he figured a little intimidation and persuasiveness would get him to open up a bit.
"Stay here; I'll secure the perimeter" Simon instructed, standing up and unholstering his suppressed USP. Sliding the tram's door open, Simon moved quickly, engaging an infected victim in close with his knife, sinking the blade into the base of the neck. The spinal cord gave with a noise that sounded like someone taking a bite out of celery, and Simon winced as he raised the ironsights and took two careful shots at another infected, the suppressed pistol coughing as it dropped the infected carefully. Quietly sweeping the rest of the immediate area around the tram, Simon knocked on the window and flashed his thumbs up as he holstered his weapons for the time being. There was no telling if anything larger was in the area, and Simon didn't want to chance the arrival of another beast like the one from the alleyway.
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Post by Brucey on Jul 21, 2010 14:03:15 GMT -5
Looking down the barrel of her gun Avalon made sure there was no gunk or anything clinging to the walls of the tube. "Oh your awake. Good. As you can see we're at the hospital.." Avalon began to say noticing that Desmond had finally woken up. Shen then took the clip she had removed from the gun and placed it back in cocking a bullet into place. "After a quick administartion of first aid here, we're gonna talk about your TSTU buddies."
Then before he could even respond Simon had knocked on the window noting that everything was clear in the perimeter. "Richard lets go!" She exclaimed tying to get Richards attention so that they could begin their entrance into the hospital. Avalon then stood up and got behind Desmond giving him a tap on his back with her free hand. "Lets go, i would prefer not to sit around in one spot for to long." She said fearing the posibility of something big coming after their group.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 22, 2010 14:29:45 GMT -5
“Da.” Richard said simply, pulling out his P226 and walking to the door. He didn’t know what happened to the tram, it seemed to have been in good working order. Silently wondering if the same would have happened if a zombie outbreak hadn’t been going on, or if luck just wasn’t on their side, he walked out and looked around. Clear, it looked. He waved the others out with his hand and moved.
He wasn’t worried about Simon, he could handle himself. Avalon was busy escorting the kid, she wouldn’t be at full capacity for battle at the moment. He took it upon himself to take point, to make sure for a second time that the way was clear enough for them to safely get to the door. And it was looking like that was the case.
He made it to the door and looked inside, opening it a bit and pointing inside with his weapon. He flipped on the light and used it to get a better look inside the dark room. Clear, not even any corpses or bloodshed in this particular area. He again waved them in, holding open the door and watching both the streets and the room for anything that might have been missed or just entered the area.
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Fade to Grey
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Post by Fade to Grey on Jul 24, 2010 23:24:05 GMT -5
Acting as the vanguard of the group, Simon knelt down and made sure that nothing was following them as they pulled into the lobby. It was odd, how there were no corpses; that meant that someone had been through here and cleaned up. Which could only mean that this hospital wasn't exactly abandoned. Deciding to share this with the others, Simon spoke.
"I apologize if I'm stating the obvious, but it's apparent to me that this hospital isn't exactly abandoned. Though I doubt it's being used for its intended purpose" Simon mused aloud, as he popped the breach on his grenade launcher and slid the grenade from the chamber. He didn't want to risk a misfire in close quarters.
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Post by Brucey on Jul 27, 2010 16:00:43 GMT -5
((( On the account of Rorschach dissapearing in a sense we will just have to move on without him, and safely place Desmound into a room or something if he decides to return. )))
Avalon held the kid on the right should, and held a gun safely in he other hand following Richard and Simon into the building. "If there are people here then we will deal with them accordingly depending on if they are friendly or not." Avalon stated in reply to Simon's comment. Continueing to move in keeping the kid at a somewhat detained distance Avalon kept an eye out for any strange movement.
Moving farther into the building Avalon's eye was attracted to a nice moderatly clean office. "Hey! Lets take the kid into this one." Avalon said aloud to get Richard's and Simon's attention. Now leading the kid into the room she peered in seeing that it was empty asside from the examination table, counter, sink, and etc. giving a little push Desmound went into the room first and Avalon motioned for him to get onto the counter. "Okay someone else take charge of him, Ill keep watch." Avalon said moving to the doorway to stand guard.
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