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Garage
May 10, 2010 18:55:37 GMT -5
Post by Winters on May 10, 2010 18:55:37 GMT -5
As Chrys and Amanda took Rey up the stairs, he felt they were ready for anything, she was much stronger then she thought. Guess it was all of those years surviving, toughend her up to a much more strong physique. There was no way she could do it on her own, she was having a rough time with Chrys managing. Once she was set up in a hospital room, things were a lot easier. However, Amanda wasnt for leaving her unattended for such a while, and only she knew why. It was obvious she was a little nervous about leaving her alone in the room, regardless of anything. But it was understandable, Rey was a friend, a particularily close one, at that. Listening to Chrys, she replied. "Yeah, but he got cut off before I could really ask him. Im taking care of Rey, we'll call him again when shes... Doing better..."
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Garage
May 11, 2010 8:20:46 GMT -5
Post by Lunapocalypse on May 11, 2010 8:20:46 GMT -5
)(OoC: Amanda, Rey and Chrys have left for 1st Floor.)(
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 4:16:07 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 23, 2011 4:16:07 GMT -5
[Preston, Arc, and Manuel Enter the Garage]
Preston pulled into the Garage of the hospital. There were no signs of infected. Preston was glad to see that, he didn't think that they could take on a group right now. Preston pulled the Impala to the side in case someone drove like a maniac into the buliding. Manuel had begun to sweat. Preston turned the Impala off and opened the door.
"Arc grab take the keys and unlock the trunk. There's a shotgun back there. You can have it"He said as he handed the keys to him. Preston opened the door and walked to the passenger door. He opened it and grabbed Manuel's arm. "Come on buddy. We're gunna patch you up"[/b] Preston said
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 4:32:19 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 23, 2011 4:32:19 GMT -5
Nodding to Preston, Arc shut his door, and then grabbed the keys. Walking to the back of the car, he drove the key inside the back, and then unlocked the truck. After pulling it open, he looked long and hard inside at what equipment this guy had, for later use. Grabbing the shotgun, a pretty good condition pump action, and along with a handful of shells, he shoved them in his pocket and slammed the trunk back down. He really didnt need the shotgun, but if things got out of hand, he wouldnt have any problems. Instantly after that, however, Arc heard shuffling coming from further back in the garage. The other two hadnt been aware of this, Preston was busy getting Manuel inside the main building.
Worse though, Arc hadnt any feeling that there were infected around, normally his senses would be going off like crazy. You got used to it, the sound, the smell, you could usually sense them coming in a closed space like a garage. There was dim sound, but no scene of rotting flesh. Staring into the dark, Arcian waited for more movement, for almost a whole two minutes without even flinching. It wasnt until Preston banged on the door leading inside that he snapped back into it. Turning out, it looked as if the steel shutters had been up, which would case a problem for them getting in. Those were the only ones, and whoever was in here last had them closed off.
"Safety switch should be at the front panel. Wait here, give me a few minutes to go activate it. Seems to be power in this place, but the lights arent on..." Arc didnt have a light, but he didnt need to, he knew exactly where he was going. Holding the shotgun loosely in his hand, he made his way across the Garage floor toward the front gate. Thats where the panel was. But when he got halfway through area, there was a click out from the silence, followed by two, three, or even four sets of footsteps. Even worse, followed a voice. "Think your getting inside to steal our medical supplied, do you? Your gonna need it once were done with you and your friends!"
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 4:59:32 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 23, 2011 4:59:32 GMT -5
Preston heard something and sat Manuel down. Preston unholstered his .38 Speical, it was very dark. Preston couldn't see anything, but he still held his weapon up. "Here take this.." Manuel said. He dropped his nightvision goggles on the floor. Preston saw the Manuel was begining to lose his strength. He bent over and picked the NVGs up and placed them on his head. Preston turned them on and looked toward the direction the Arc ran to. He saw that there were some men behind him. Preston knew that Arc could hold his own but Manuel couldn't. Be careful Arcian. I'll be watching incase it goes bad.[/i]
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 5:20:15 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 23, 2011 5:20:15 GMT -5
"Hey you over there! Drop your weapon!" The voice yelled out to Preston, shining a spotlight over towards the shutter doors. Arc took this opportunity to fired a shell into the nearest psycho, catching the other one off guard. "Y-you, you killed him!" he spoke out, voice trembling. Slamming the shotgun but towards the mans face, Arc smashed in his teeth, and then flung him up against the wall. Aiming the shotgun with one arm, he pulled the trigger, while looking at the third man aiming the gun at Preston. But the second he switched targets, Arc aimed the shotgun at him instead. "Drop you gun, please, I dont wanna do this..." The man just looked at him, his gun slowely lowering as he spoke. "Your infected! I can see it in your eyes! Hes infected!"
Without saying a word, Arc through the shotgun onto the floor, and grabbed the man by the neck with on hand, applying more and more pressure. With the free hand, he drove it into him stomach, and ripped out a portion of his intestines, hurling them at his feet. After the neck snapped, Arc dropped the man onto the ground, and stood staring at Preston from the darkness of the garage. His eyes were glowing red, breathing heavily, arm covered in blood. Reaching to the panel on the wall beside him, the lights came back on, and he knew that the NVG's would be white in Prestons eyes, giving Arc a chance to walk directly up to the man and speak as he took the goggles off. "We need this supplies, hurry and open the damn door!"
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 5:31:40 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 23, 2011 5:31:40 GMT -5
"Your infected! I can see it in your eyes! Hes infected!" Preston saw as Arc tore that man apart. Hopefully he was imagining things. Then the light's came on. The green vision turned into a blinding white light. Arc shoued for Preston to open the door. Preston jumped up and opened the door, he grabbed Manuel and rushed into the room. Preston didn't wanna think about what happened out there but it was bothering him. What happened back there? I want the truth!"Preston shouted. He was afriad of what he would here but didn't care. All Preston wanted was a little bit of truth.
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 5:45:03 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 23, 2011 5:45:03 GMT -5
"Go take a look for yourself..." Arc moved Preston out of the way, and then hit the release switch on the door. But to no avail would the shutters open up. Still angry from the bloodshed seconds ago, he drove his fist into the button, breaking it. Then into the steel shutters, creating an opening. With that opening, he used both hands to pry the shutters apart, throwing the metal across the garage, and booting open the door with one kick.
Getting inside, Arc seen the next section of the garage, for large ambulance parking. This entrance had been littered with infected, but a light coming from the opposite side of the room assured him that the door was open already from whoever had been here previously. Seeing two infected already in front of him, Arc took out his knife, and began to slice them open like tin cans, ripping out entrails and bones until their was nothing left to stand on. With each downed zombie, he crushed their heads in with a stomp, then moved onto the next walker. The more and more infected he killed, the more intense of a feeling he felt. He had become addicted to this feeling, and as much as he enjoyed it, he hated it equally as much.
When there was no more infected left, his body calmed down, now stained almost completely in dirty red. A broken pipe had been leaking with a good amount of water pressure still in tact, and when Arc spotted this, he took the opportunity to clean himself up a bit. His heart rate was already starting to decrease, enough was enough. The pills he took earlier were starting to kick in, but it still wasnt enough. He had to find a way to control this, or else he would get good people hurt. People like those survivors in the other garage.
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 6:15:33 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 23, 2011 6:15:33 GMT -5
Preston looked at Arc as he ripped the infected apart. Preston began to fear Arc, he was more monster than man. He litteraly scared the s*** out of Preston. Manuel's moan snapped Preston out of his deep thought. "I really could use your help. Manuel is in bad condition" Preston waited several moments for Arcian to reply. He said nothing and Preston was getting tired of waiting. Screw it I'll do it my damn self! Preston hoisted Manuel up and began looking for the map that told him where the Emergancy Room was. [orange]UnDisclosed Location[/orange] Once again the Information man picked up a phone. He dialed another number and put it up to his ear. "Do not speak! Manuel has three people with him, He has a African American male named Preston Hicks, and a man named Arcian Griffin. Preston isn't capable of killing unless he has to. And as for Mr. Griffin, he is a good soldier and warfighter. If my information is correct and I know it is. He is a B.S.A.A operative. Have a geat day, Mr. Solkolav" he said. The man hung up the phone and took a drink of his brandy. He placed the phone in the trash can and turned on his computer. He clicked on a camera and saw Arcian disenbowling a infected. Hmmm this man is interesting. He gets better by the second.[orange]Outside Raccoon City Hospital [/orange] Outside another Neo Umberella Helicopter came into view. This time it had the Shock Trooper instead of the regualar troops. Fredrich was informed yet agian of the location of Manuel. This information man was good at his job. Fredrich got the transmission that Jason had sent him, this time he would send in heavier troops to finsh the job. These men are the most deadly soldiers that the N.U.C had. They carried a varity of heavy weapons. The Helicopter landed on the Helipad and allowed the men to disembark. There was twelve of them. Enough to locate and elimate Manuel and his comrades.
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 20:18:58 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 23, 2011 20:18:58 GMT -5
After most of the blood had been washed away, Arc turned, but noticed that Preston and Manuel had already went by already. Seeing them out to enter the hospital wing was a little too quick, seeing as they had easily got ambushed. Chances are, there were other people inside this place, other survivors that werent willing to give up any of their supplies. It was that second that Arcian seen the camera in the corner of the room move, or rather he heard it move. Something might have been watching them, but maybe he was getting a little too paranoid. Either way, somebody was inside, and they had all the medical supplies they need right here in the ambulances.
"Hey, dont go in there... Were not alone in here, and somebody knows our location. Lets stay in here for now, two doors, they gotta come from either that door, those large shutters, or the entrance gate we just came from." By this time, Arc had calmed down, and he wanted to keep it that way. Smashing in the window of an ambulance, he reached in and unlocked the door from the inside, then ripped them open to see the thing hasnt even been touched. Sliding out the little metal steps, he ran over to Manuel, and helped Preston carry him upright. "Everything you need is in there, lets try not to move him too much."
Arc went back into the other garage without listening to a response, and looked at the carnage on the ground. It didnt bother room, or raise his heartbeat, which was good. It meant he was calm. Grabbing the shotgun that he tossed onto the ground, he knew he should be using that, take pressure off his arms by using some conventional firearms. Walking back into the second garage area, Arc sat himself down against one of concrete beams, wiping the water away from his face. All he needed was some time away from the killing, he needed to get things off his chest, without spilling blood in the process.
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 20:32:14 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 23, 2011 20:32:14 GMT -5
"Hey, dont go in there... Were not alone in here, and somebody knows our location. Preston stopped and walked out of the hospital. He slowly made his way back to the Ambulance that Arc had just broken into. Preston layed Manuel on the stretcher and glanced over to Arc. "Hey can I get some help over here? I have no clue to what I'm doing here" he asked. Preston had never done anything like this. He never shot a weapon until yesterday. Hell he'd never seen a horror film. Now it's like he lives in one big horror film.
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Garage
Jan 23, 2011 21:04:17 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 23, 2011 21:04:17 GMT -5
After hearing the man, Preston, call out for some assistance, Arc had just got relaxed. He should take advantage of the calm while he still can. Standing up, Arcian slowely walked toward the ambulance doors, and then jumped up inside over the metal steps. Looking at his condition, actually focusing on it now, he could see that the bullet wound in his lower abdominal had been pretty bad. Luckily for them, they were inside the ambulance. Arc was no doctor, but from his years in the service, and on the streets of the outbreak in general, he learned exactly what to do. This was much better, though, because everything he needed was right in front of him.
Manuel was losing blood had a quicker rate, the bandage not being able to do much at this point, it was only temporary. However, looking at the man still alive and conscience, Arc was clued in that he knew how to take pain, making this operation just that much easier. Opening up the tool pouch on the side, he fished for the tweezers, and a scalpel. Wasnt exactly what was needed, but its what would work good enough. "Hold down his arms, I dont want this to slip." Arc didnt think it was absolutely needed, but it would help for the small, simple reactions. Using the scalpel, he drove it into the wound, prying open the point of entry. Then with the tweezers, he quickly picked out the bullet and the fragments still inside.
Not a peep out of the man, but the heavy breathing let him know that he was still with him. To prevent any sort of cross contamination, and to clean it out, Arc grabbed the bottle of alcahol and pryed the lid off. "Deep breath". With that said, Arc poured a good amount of it directly into the wound with some of the anti-acidic nulling powder. It would block off the flow of blood, a less hardcore form of cauderization, without the scarring. After applying a new bandage, Arc knew he was good to go, and the procedure only rook about five minutes. "Hes good to go, we should let him rest though. Hang in there big guy." Moving up into the drivers side of the Ambulance, Arc sat in the seat, and unlocked the doors. Keys were inside the ignition already, mustve been for a quick evacuation if needed.
Opening up the door, Arc jumped out, and closed it shut. This would make a good escape for when they needed to get out of there. With everything that just happened, he was surprised to have helped Manuel without even going inside the hospital itself. They could hypothetically take off anytime they wanted, but some supplied could only be found inside the storage room for drugs itself. So long as they were here, Arc might as well pick up some things he needed. But he didnt want to go in there just yet, we wanted the people on the inside to come to him. Staring at the camera in the corner of the room, Arc was tempted to just rip it off the wall, but figured that he would let whoever is watching them do just that. Give them a little more of an advantage.
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Garage
Jan 24, 2011 1:07:04 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 24, 2011 1:07:04 GMT -5
[orange] Top Floor Raccoon City Hospital [/orange] The Shock Troopers silently moved down the stairway. One took the front and the others took the rear. They were on strict orders to take down any living or undead. The Troopers cut of the power to the upper floors of the hospital. The only part of the hospital that had power was the Garage and the basement. There was a human female at the bottom of the stairs. "Are guys here to rescue us? There's about eight of us in the room across from me."[/b] The woman said. The first Shock Trooper leveled his rifle and shot the female in the chest. She was alive for a couple of seconds. She put her hands on her stomach, in disbelif she placed her hands on her stomach. "Elimate the survivors in the room. Leave none alive" The leader ordered. Two of them nodded and headed into the room. You could see muzzle flash and the sounds of machine gun fire. [orange] Undisclosed Location[/orange] The man watched as Arcian patched up Manuel. He smiled and took another drink of his brandy. He looked at the stairwell as the Shock Trooper's shot the female and two of them branched off into the other room. Hmmm, let's make this a little more interesting. He pressed a intercom button that was wired into the Hospital's intercom system. " Mr. Griffin and Mr. Hicks, I am here to inform you that the Neo Umbrella Corportaion sent Shock Troopers to kill you" He smiled and let his finger off the intercom button. [orange] Raccoon City Hospital.... Moments after the Intercom message[/orange] " Mr. Griffin and Mr. Hicks, I am here to inform you that the Neo Umbrella Corportaion sent Shock Troopers to kill you" Preston sat up and looked back at Arcian. Who is the Neo Umbrella Corportaion? And why do they wanna kill me!?
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Garage
Jan 24, 2011 1:54:08 GMT -5
Post by Winters on Jan 24, 2011 1:54:08 GMT -5
"Just how many more people have to die!?" Slamming his fist into the side of the ambulance, Arc flexed his arm, and then breathed in deeply. Looking inside the ambulance at Preston, he felt bad for getting the civilian involved in the first place. For some reason however, he expected the troopers to want a final decision with Arc, rather than him. Maybe they figured him out? No, thats not possible, not this early in the game. Whoever was coming after then, this Neo Umbrella, werent going to be leaving this place alive. That was a number one given for the current situation. In fact, he probably should just kill these two and fend for himself rather than stay here. But that wasnt why he joined the BSAA, Arc wanted to fight for what was right.
"Whoever was on the intercom, theres only three places it couldve been coming from. The main lobby, the emergency administration room, or the security floor near the roof. My guess is the rooftop, because theirs no way anybody entered from the lobby, not while we were here. So theyre coming to be coming from those large shutters over there, the front gate of the garage would be too easy." The whole time, Arc had been filling up the shotgun, and by the time he was finished, he spoke out again once Preston responded. "I seen guns in the back of that car, we should go get them before they arrive."
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Garage
Jan 25, 2011 2:35:49 GMT -5
Post by darkrising025 on Jan 25, 2011 2:35:49 GMT -5
Preston looked at Manuel; who was slowly getting his energy back. Preston looked at Arcian who was talking about his Impala that had Joey's weapons. Preston was tired of the s*** storm, he walked into. "Get what you need. " Preston walked to the Impala and opened the back door, inside was Joey's bag and a Mac-10. He grabbed the Mac-19 and tossed his Walkie Talkie in the backseat. He slammed the door and walked to Manuel. Preston was about to lift Manuel up, when he waved him away.
"I can handle myself, thanks for saving me the both of you" Manuel said as he sat up. He grabbed his M16A4 and reloaded it. Manuel stood up and popped his neck, he looked over to Arcian. "I heard what was going on. We gotta find this person that, let's go." He said. If Arcian is correct then I can kill him.
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