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Post by Escachick357 on Nov 19, 2008 17:25:50 GMT -5
This building was used to hold away criminals and other dangerous individuals, but now it seems that the real danger has gotten inside...
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Post by Lance on Mar 20, 2009 23:06:51 GMT -5
Lance pulled up to the police station and shut his car off. Lance looked over at Tyrant and said, "Im going to take you with me this time because I might need your sences to help look out for us while im searching the files for any source of information of the Umbrella corporation." Lance reached over and grabbed Tyrant and put him in his coat. Then he got out of his car with his 9mm drawn. Lance looked around to make sure that it was safe for him to go inside.
Lance stepped into the police station and saw blood splattered all over the place. So Lance decided to pull out his Dan Wesson M1911 pistol and duel weild both of his handguns. Lance walked behind the desk of the waiting room and started going threw the files looking for something about the umbrella corporation, but couldnt find anything saying anything about it. After Lance finished looking threw the file cabinets he punched the cabnet and turned around where he was face to face with a creature that was like a humen except it had a ginat spike for a hand.
Lances eyes got big when he saw the creature. Then the creature brought its spiked hand up and smacked Lance in the side of the face and sent Lance flying across the room. Luckily Lance landed on his back. Lance looked behind him and saw a room. While the monster slowly walked towards Lance Lance quickly scanned the room to make sure it was safe. Once Lance knew that it was safe he unzipped his coat and pulled Tyrant out and put him inside the room and shut the door.
By the time Lance had shut the door the giant monster was only about seven feet away. When Lance stood up to try and kill the giant monster he realized he had lost his 9mm when he got smacked in the side of the head. So Lance pulled up his AR15 and said, "this looks like a good time to use this." Lance pulled up his gun with out time to aim and shot off a few rounds into the monsters chest, but the three bullets didnt even faze the monster. So Lance stood there frozen in fear. Then Lance saw the monster lunge at him with its spiked arm.
So Lance dove out of the way of the rampaging monster and fired off another round at the monster hitting it in its back. Lance knew that if he couldnt get a clean shot within the next few minutes he would be done for. So he decided to lour the monster out, but still be a fare enough distance away so he could get a clean shot to the monsters head. While he was planning his next move the monster had already started to walk towards him, but he didnt have enough time to aim his gun. So he just let off another random shot at the monster hopeing to hit it in the head, but he didnt he hit it in its shoulder.
The giant monster was already propering for another lung at Lance. Right as Lance went to jump out of the way, but when he did the monster grabbed the back of Lances shirt and threw him into a wall. After Lance had hit the wall and was getting up the monster shoulder checked him threw a wall. Right as the monster was getting ready to make the finishing blow Tyrant had gotten out of the room he was in some how and started barking at the monster. So the monster turned around and went to smack Tyrant, but when the monster turned around Lance took advantage of the chance and pulled out his Dan Wesson M1911 pistol and shot the monster in the back of its head three times killing it.
When Lance got up he scooped up Tyrant and grabbed his 9mm that he had dropped in the ruckus and ran out of the police station in pain and jumped into his car and drove off.
(Lance and Tyrant are now back in raccoon city in the river side property.)
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Post by Escachick357 on Mar 20, 2009 23:27:27 GMT -5
Okay, hold it, Lance. You're really breaking the rules here. You're going to too many places at once (making one post in a place then leaving for another), godmodding, and taking way too many weapons.
You need to stop that.
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Post by axeleonth on Jul 31, 2009 4:16:03 GMT -5
Scott worked with the police officers to kill the zombies. All of a sudden the windows smashed and more zombies overwhelmed them. A lot of the police officers were surprised and were overwhelmed. They became zombies in a matter of minutes because of the severity of their wounds. The remaing cops and Scott started backing away. "Damn, I'm out of ammo". "Here ya go mate" "Thanks, now let's kill these things." The zombies slowly edged forward. "Is there no end?" "Hey, come over here, we can escape through here."
Scott followed the cop with several following behind him. Two cops got captured and eaten. "s***, we can't keep this up." "Hey, take this" The police officer who directed him earlier gave him a grenade. "When they get closer, use it" "Sure" As the zombies came closer, Scott mover with the cops out of the offices and into a narrow hallway. "You guys go on ahead, the zombies will funnel into here, and I will throw the grenade" "Okay, everbody MOVE!" The cops moved into the next room and Scott stood beside a doorway opening into a library of sorts. Scott looked in the library and saw a figure sorting through files. The zombies closing in and groaning caught his attention. Scott threw the grenade, ran in and closed the door. A muffled explosion was heard and a picture fell off the wall. The figure screamed, it was female. "Hey..." The girl looked at him, and jumped out the open window. Scott didn't see who it was, but he recognised the voice. "Stephanie?"
Scott rushed over to the window to see where the figure was, he got to the window and looked down, there were garbage bags at the bottom, next to the bin he had climbed up to get into the building. "Man, this police station is very convienient to get in and out of." "Hey! Hey, are you still there." Scott yelled out, "Yeah, I'm still here." The cops came into the room and saw Scott next to the window "What is all this?" Scott asked. "These are just our records of previous cases, there might be some files relating to all this." Scott started checking the files, the remaining cops started looking around too. "It doesn't look like there are an... hey, what's that?" Scott and the cops were all looking at the desk where the figure was about 15 minutes ago. It was open on a page, the heading was, "Raccoon City, 1998". "That's where this all started wasn't it?" Scott replied, "Yeah, it was cleaned up in 2009, but it started up again and looks like its made its way here." "God damn, what can we do?" Scott thought for a moment, realising that the cops weren't going to make a decision any time soon, Scott said, "You guys, scavange up some supplies, take out any creatures that get in your way, look for survivors and barricade this building." The cop that directed him earlier, and upon closer inspection, Scott noticed his badge said Police Chief, replied, "I agree, but what will you do?" "I'm going to look around, you can come if you want but I think you'll be better off here, in a larger group, I need to... look around." "Fine then, here's a master key to the police station, I know I shouldn't normally give these out, but I think this goes beyond a normal situation, just don't... mess with anything." "Alright, I'm not going to leave the station, I'm going to find anything we can use, and don't worry about me, I work better alone." With that Scott walked into the hallway, amazed it was still intact, turned right, and started walking down the corrider, and noticed a map to his right. "Hey! Is there a copy of this map somewhere?" Scott asked the cops who weren't far away yet. "Yeah, hold on" The chief went back into the offices, while another cop walked up to him. "Have we met before? You look familiar." "No, I'm pretty sure we've never met. Anyway, just to make sure, my name is Scott Keneld." The police chief returned with a rolled up piece of paper. "Keneld? That name does sound familiar, anyway, heres the map, as for the rest of us, the offices got hit with a lot of shrapnel and remains of zombies which crippled a lot of the others. But there's still a lot remaining, we better move." Scott replied, "Okay, I might be a while, so don't wait up." Scott turned back and walked down the hallway.
The police chief looked at the cop who questioned Scott earlier, "Keneld? Maybe he's Arthur's son?" "That's what I thought, wasn't he one of those underground operatives?" The chief replied, "Yeah. Arthur was one of the higher rank too, and if he is Scott's father, maybe Scott really can look after himself." The other replied, "Yeah, look out!" A zombie was reaching out for the chief from under a desk! The chief shot him in the head twice and it stopped moving. The rest of the cops soon were shooting zombies of their own and noticed many of the civilians were now zombies, spare a few who were coping well on their own. "Okay people, kill these... zombies, then we should scavange some supplies and barricade this building, someone should go down to the 7-11 too, not alone, there's sure to be some provisions there, as well as some more creatures."
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Scott walked out of the room, there was 20 shotgun shells and 50 handgun bullets, bringing him to 20 shotgun shells and 79 handgun bullets. There wasn't anything else in there, he turned to his right and saw a creature on the ceiling. The creature screeched and lunged. Scott shot it in the head taking the pendent still wrapped around its neck. "Might be useful to someone." He then opened the pendent and saw a family photo, taken long ago, and seeing the figures in the photo, taken 14 years ago, "Mum? MUM!" Jessika Keneld, having been infected in 1998, being shot in front of them by soldiers in the head, obviously not destroying the brain, then realising that they were the last family out before the military abondoned the city. Leaving Jessika's body on the street. 3 hours later the city was nuked [sorry, I forgot that it wasn't nuked in this story, oh well, let's just say everyone left her there and nothing happened until she reanimated], giving her enough time to have turned into a zombie and go... somewhere. Considering how slow and mindless a zombie moves, especially in a forest, she made it to Stoneville... eventually, (took a while). The outbreak in Stoneville releasing the T-Virus and infecting her futhur turning her into a Crimson Head, then a Licker. Scott then got some wood that was part of the now destroyed door, laying it over the body, and set it alight with his lighter. "May you rest in peace mum." The fire continued to burn, too much, it started to spread. "Oops, fire hose fire hose fire hose, ooo, there's one." Scott took the fire house and turned it on, extinguishing the fire and blowing the extremly decomposed carcasse out the window. "Oh dear, that can't be good. Well, she was burned, so I hope that's alright." Scott then looked out the window and noticed only bones were left, the flesh remaining still burning as he had spread oil on the body before the wood. He then turned around, and continued to walk down the hallway.
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Post by axeleonth on Aug 4, 2009 4:45:31 GMT -5
Scott was walking down the hallway and opened the door to his right, inside was a load full of ammunition and other supplies. "Wow, that's a lot of ammo, these might help the cops upstairs" Scott found a massive backpack, most likely used on field expeditions, and stored a machine gun, three shotguns, four handguns, and a rifle clipped to the side. He packed in 500 hangun bullets, 250 shotgun bullets, 100 sniper bullets, 1000 machine gun bullets and took out a tactical vest for himself. [Please note he does not actually use any of this equipment bar the ammunition, the rest is for, what I think, are classified as NPC's.] He looked around and saw nothing else, ad then proceeded back the way he came.
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The cops and the remaining survivors were holding off the survivors when they noticed some creatures entering in from the windows. 'What the **** are those?" "They look like people, but very deformed, and skinned" "I don't care what they are, kill them!" "Aim for the brain their brains are exposed! I heard about these from the Raccoon City incident, umm, Lickers I think they're called, cause of their long tongues." "Long tongues...?" The cop said before getting hit in the chest by the licker's tongue. "Enough said, kill them!" The cops and the remaining surviors started shooting the lickers, they didn't notice the hunter's entering in the office before a loud shriek, and one of the recently beheaded cops falling to the floor. "CHRIST! Those, are the umm, Hunter's aren't they?" "How the hell should I know? Just kill them!" The cops and survivors were still shooting. "Out of ammo!" "Me too" The cops started falling rapidly, so did the Hunter's, Lickers and zombies, but not as readily. "We need to fall back come on! Find Scott, see if he got us some supplies." The Lickers and Hunter's started attacking each other while the cops escaped with the remaining survivors, while they continuosly poured int the hallway, the chief brough one of the bookcases from the library and shoved it in front of the door as a blockade. "Come on, he went this way"
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Scott returned to wear his mother had unfortunately been killed, a second time. He noticed some more lickers and a hunter where they had been, they appeared to be attacking each other, that is until fresher food arrived. "What the hell?" In two shot's the hunter was dead and Scott withdrew his handgun and shot the lickers in their exposed brains. "Always good to be able to save the better ammo." Scott continued down the hallway with his own dufflebag, backpack, shotgun and handgun. He heard some shouting ahead, "Damn, they made it through, quick kill them!" Scott rushed up the stairs and saw the cops and a few survivors attacking more of the creatures. "Hey!" The chief turned around. "'Bout time you arrived. You find anything?" The chief said before turning around and shooting a hunter in midair. "Just these." Scott took out the machine gun and threw it at him and he caught it by surprise. He then took out the three shotguns and passed two off to a cop each and gave one of the survivors the remaining. He then took out the handguns and gave two to remaining cops and two to the survivors, who seemed eager to be able to have a firearm in their hands instead of resorting to melee. He then took out the rifle and gave it to the remaining cop and then gave the ammo out, quite difficult considering this was done while attacking elite enemies. "Jeez, didn't think you'd be able to find the weaponry, this station is hell to move around." "Well, I did, now shouldn't we focus on killing these things?" "Agreed" The survivors and cops with their new found weaponry, along with Scott, were finally depleting the enemies. After the last licker was killed, they all moved back into the office to find mounds of dead bodies, enemies and allies alike. "Shoot all the people in the head." Scott immediately said. "What? Why?" "You don't want them turning into undead creatures do you?" "Well no, but..." "Then shoot them in the head, look, that file said they came back after dying, sometimes stronger. While you do that, and you survivors and the rest of you can do what you want. I'm heading to the airport, then I'm gonna find transport to Raccoon City." All of the people looked at him blankly. Then the chief finally said, "Why in all of the Earth are you gonna go there?" "Look, I've never told anyone this, but I guess now's not the time to keep secrets. Recently, my sister hacked into the BSAA's archive, she then found all the files collected and reported during the Raccoon City incident, and other's like the one in Rockfort Island and Sheena Island. She was also very good as science, I'm worried she's going to do something stupid and Raccoon City is my best bet, considering that's where this all started. None of you can stop me, but if you want to come, even just to the airport, you can, but don't count on me to protect you." Scott then left precint, on the way shooting an ex-survivor/zombie in the head as it was rising.
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Scott was walking down the street and noticed how many creatures there were, he then noticed an empty police van and proceeded to it hastily. "Hey wait!" Scott turned around. "Whatever it is, it better be quick, we can't stay out here for long, not with all these creatures roaming around." "We want to come with you." The tall male with black hair indicated himself, a woman who seemed to cling onto him, a little girl who couldn't be any older then 7 and a African-American man aged around 27. "We want to go to Raccoon City as well, my sister and brother-in-law live there, they moved in just after they cleaned it up in 2009. This is their daughter, she came about a week to go to come visit. Then all of this happened." "Alright, and what about you?" Scott asked the 27 year old. "My sister lives in Raccoon City as well, she worked in their R.P.D. in the S.P.F. "[So they still have that, if not just R.P.D.] "Okay, you can come, but I'm driving. "Do you even know how to drive, you're only like 17." Scott glared at him angrily. "I may only be 17, but I've been driving for a while, besides, I don't need you to come with me, I can handle it myself." "Sorry, okay, but do you mind hurrying? Those creatures are getting closer." Scott nodded and went to the back door, it was locked, he immediately shot with his handgun and it opened. "Huh, you'd think that'd be harded to do." The family climbed in the back, leaving him and the African-American. "Shotgun?" He asked. Scott laughed, "Sure, but hurry." Scott hurried to the driver's side door, shot the lock and climbed in, he then unlocked the passenger door and let him in just as a hunter ran past. "Move!" Scott looked under the visor and found the keys. "How cliche'" He then started the car and drove forward, hitting the hunter and killing it. "Take that you s***head, oh sorry for the language little one." "That's alright, I'm pretty sure she has bigger things to worry about. What's your name anyway?" "Scott, Scott Keneld." He replied while hitting a zombie. "Ahh, I think I knew your father, quite a respected man, my name is Josh, Josh Lee, and this is my wife, Kelly. Our niece's name is Stephanie." "Stephanie..." "Is something wrong?" "No, that's just my sister's name..." "Oh, sorry" "Don't be, its a name, what about you?" He asked the African-American. "My names is Craig, Craig Jones, my sister's name is Jessica." "Wow, my mother's name is Jessika, with a "k"" "Wow, where is she." Scott looked down and swerved to the right before regaining control and knocking over some trashcans, and a few Cerberus. "Woah, be careful, you alright?" "Yeah, my mum's dead. I thought she was dead after the Raccoon City Incident, we were involved in that, I watched the military shoot her in the head when I was three. Only, she didn't fully die, she came back, after the military took us away, we were the last family out." "You said she didn't really die" Scott looked down again and slowed down. "Maybe its better if someone else did drive." "I'll drive" Craig said. They switched seat and clipped their seatbelts, Scott layed his head against the window and watched as a blur of buildings and creatures went past. "My mum, my mum had made it to the police station." "She was still alive!?" "No... she was a licker." "Oh... sorry." "It's okay, you didn't know, but I cremated her body, ONLY EVEN THAT DIDN'T GO WELL!" Scott burst into tears and the family and Craig just remained silent. Until Craig announced, "There's the airport."
[Scott, Craig, Josh, Kelly and Stephanie are now at the airport]
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 26, 2011 20:39:49 GMT -5
When the chopper had landed safely atop of the SPD, the streets seemed clear of any undead and had reinforced fencing bordering the area around the police department to keep ghouls and other threats out. There were several B.S.A.A. soldiers standing guard on the roof top's helipad, awaiting the new drop offs, which were Anna, Rich and Jimmy. As soon as the rails touched the cement, Anna had came hopping off, flashing her badge at the armed guards.
"Hold you fire, I'm Agent Anna McGraw, my son's been shot and needs critical medical attention!" she told them. One of the men glanced at her badge and identification for authenticity before nodding at the others. Two of the men had helped grab onto the young man, trekking their way back inside to see their medics.
"Good to see you're still alive, Agent. Who's this?" one of the men asked, gesturing toward Richard. Anna smiled, warily. "This is Richard Holden, he's Lake Trinity's leader. Are the survivors all here?" she asked.
The man nodded. "Affirmative, they're in one piece but alot of them are real shaken up. Is the threat in Trinity, elliminated, ma'am?"
Anna shook her head, narrowing her eyes. "No, he just up and left. He was some kinda Super Human, no one could stop the bastard. Buzz in HQ and let them know ASAP."
The man saluted her and started back into the building. "Yes, ma'am, will do."
Anna sighed and glanced at Richard before gesturing toward the doorway leading back inside the police station. "You should probably go see if Aryn's okay, she's worried about you," she told him.
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Post by Ion on Sept 26, 2011 20:40:59 GMT -5
Richard nodded to Anna and made his way into the police station. Moving and pushing his way through B.S.A.A. and survivors alike until he made his way to the main holding area. Amid the buzz of the crowd, he couldn't see his little girl anywhere.
"Ayrn!" he shouted, hoping she'd find him quickly.
Aryn had been sitting between Jack and Sarah when the crowd was parted by two men, a stretcher and a familiar body on it. It was Jimmy! She'd immediately shot upto her feet and ran after the two men, Jack and Sarah losing her in the crowd.
"Jimmy! Hey, that's Jimmy! What happened to him?!" she yelled at the agents who were obviously ignoring her. The little girl slowed down and eventually stopped running after them, frowning. Where was her dad? She'd frowned and slumped her shoulders.
After a moment or so, she'd heard her dad calling her name. She looked up and over near Katherine and John's family, he was walking right passed them. "Dad!" she cried, running to him.
Rich looked down and over to see his daughter running to him. "Aryn, come here," he said grabbing the little girl and lifting her up with a little effort. "Are you alright? Did you get out okay?" he asked her, looking his girl over.
The child nodded and smiled widely. "Heck yeah! Guess what I found while we were escaping?" Before she gave him a chance to answer, she dug in her bag and pulled out a switchblade knife one of the other survivors had dropped. She'd clicked a little button and the blade shot out. "Isn't it cool?" she asked.
Rich took it out of her hand. "Be careful with that. You could hurt yourself. 'Sides, it won't do you much good against a zombie."
Aryn snatched it back and clicked the button again, retracting the blade. She'd grinned a toothy grin, slipping it back into her bag. "Nope but if someone tries to mess with me, they'll get shanked!" she explained before glancing around.
"Hey... I know I saw Anna, I wasn't dreaming that.... where'd she go? D-Did she leave us again...?" she asked him, sadly.
Rich shook his head and put her down. "Nope, she's up on the helipad dealing with some guards. She'll be down in a minute." He held his daughter's hand and ruffled her hair a bit. "Lets go up and give her company, okay?"
"No need! I'm here, the medics here are pretty good, some of them were surgeons before the apocalypse so I know he's in good hands," came Anna's voice. Aryn gasped, anxiously. "I knew it! I knew you weren't dead! Every kept saying you were dead but we knew better, didn't we, dad? In your FACE, Jay!" Aryn shouted, shooting the bird at one of the survivor's backs.
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 26, 2011 20:58:34 GMT -5
Anna laughed and reached down, scooping up the little girl into her arms. Embracing her tightly, she'd pushed her cheek up against Aryn's, smiling. "Hasn't been the same without you, kiddo," she told her. Aryn returned the big hug. "Course it hasn't! I'm the best!
Pulling away from the woman, Aryn pouted, folding her arms as Anna put her down. "Where'd you go, anyway? You just got up and left. Didn't tell dad or me, nothin'!" she griped, kicking Anna in her shins. The redhead yelped and hopped back, slightly, grimacing.
"Ow! Ah! she cried.
Aryn glared, placing her fists on her hips. "Left my dad all sad and heartbroken! That was real jerk offy of you ta do!"
"Come off it Aryn, Anna's had it rough out there. At least give her a chance to ease in before yelling at her."
Aryn looked up at her father and then back at Anna who did look pretty terrible and pitiful about now. "I'm sorry, just... just you were so sad... I was sad... the little girl explained, sadly before hugging onto Anna's waist.
Anna's frown deepened, causing her to encircle her arms around the kid again. "I'm sorry, Aryn. I did everything I possibly could to get from Russia to here as quick as possible. Plus, I had a job to do. In order to pay off the big ass apartment they gave me, for you guys to come and be safe, I sorta have to leave alot," she began, stroking the back of her head, affectionately.
"It was wrong of me to keep it from you two, but I promise you that when I do have to leave again, I'll always come back home to y'all, okay, sweetheart? she asked. Aryn nodded. "Big apartment...?" she asked.
Anna nodded. "Yeah, actually, your dad'spose to talk to you about that."
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Post by Ion on Sept 27, 2011 23:33:47 GMT -5
Rich sat Aryn and himself down on a bench that was once used for seating suspects in waiting. "Anna said we can go live with her at B.S.A.A. headquarters if I do one of two things." He paused waiting for her to ask, knowing how impatient his daughter gets.
Aryn swung her legs off the bench, looking up at him with a smile. "Yes. Yes to whatever it is if it involves a big tv and pillows."
Richard smiled back at his little girl. "I have to either join up with the B.S.A.A. so I can get in as a member, or I can marry Anna and get in as her family."
"I made an emphasis on the word, 'pretend'!" Anna echoed in the background. Aryn, however, grinned widely. This was exactly what she always wanted.
"Both sound neat to me but I think marrying Anna would be much, much, cooler."
"PRETEND!" she echoed again.
"So who do we have to speak to in order to get this officialized?" Rich asked Anna, oblivious of her incessent shouting. Anna rubbed the back of her neck, nervously.
"Well, Chase is a Lieutenant, so we wait til he gets back, I guess... He knows more about it, than I do," she began, before looking over at Aryn. "You're okay with this, Aryn?"
Aryn, nodded. "Heck yes! Why wouldn't I be? So, I can call you, 'mom' right? Right?!" she asked, enthusastically before switching glances over to her dad. " I can, right?"
"Not yet sweety, but you should get in the habit of it I suppose," he told her while ruffling her hair. "You're about due for a haircut aren't you? You didn't happen to see grandma around have you?"
Aryn raised a brow. "Grandma? Oh...Oh right! She and Grandpa Jack are in the corner talkin'!"
Anna scoffed, slouching her shoulders, flushed with embarassment. "Ehh..."
Richard stood up, Aryn jumping off the bench with him. "Come on, I'm sure you want to reintroduce yourself to your folks after coming back from the dead. And in a uniquely roundabout way."
The agent nodded, fighting the stammering in her words. "Y-Yeah, right... heh."
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 27, 2011 23:59:01 GMT -5
Anna and the others had made their way through the crowd of people, spotting the older couple in the corner, in the middle of what seemed to have been an argument. She couldn't hear what they were talking about, but she could see the annoyed and hurt features on their faces when she neared.
"I guess some things just don't change. Not even for the Apocalypse," she told them, placing her hands on her hips, looking down at them.
Her parents immediately looked up at her before springing to their feet and pulling her into a tight hug. Anna smiled warily, before slightly shrugging off her mother's arms and hugging her father back. Sarah took notice but instead of ruining their reunion, she'd simply clasped her hands infront of her mouth, teary eyed.
"I knew you weren't dead, Angelface," she told her.
"Course not, she's a McGraw! McGraw's are tough," Jack responded, lightly tapping Anna across her chin. Anna laughed a bit before Aryn cut into the conversation, easing herself into the hug, hugging the two of them.
"Yeah but now she's gonna be a tough 'HOLDEN', pretty soon! Right Anna?"
Anna scoffed, yet again, where as her dad pulled away and began crossing stares at Richard then his daughter, then back at his wife, who seemed to be the only one of the two to feel a sudden rush of joy. Jack, however, was confused. "Wait a cotton pickin' minute... what? When was all this established...? You just came back from being dead and now yer gettin' hitched?" he asked.
The redhead frowned. "Dad, I'll explain it later, anyway, I wanted to talk to you and mom about this idea I had... eh, it involves moving us to Florida's B.S.A.A. HQ, just gimme a chance to explain before you tear a new one into Rich."
Jack squinted at the ex-convict. "This better not be yer idea."
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Post by Ion on Sept 28, 2011 0:23:32 GMT -5
"Actually it was your daughter who brought it up first," Richard told the man. "She said if she's to get us into the B.S.A.A. headquarters we've got to be family, so..." he trailed off.
Jack immediately looked back at his daughter who seemed to steadily be inching away from him, behind Aryn whom was still smiling.
"Oh, so this isn't a real marriage, then," he replied, somewhat relieved. Aryn shook her head and grasped the old man's hand, tightly. "It is! It's the real deal, right dad?"
Rich shrugged. "Don't ask me, I was just relaying what she told me," he said pointing behind his daughter to the ex-CIA agent cowering.
Anna shot a glare at Richard. "Way to be a man, Rich," she grumbled before facing her father. "Yeah, it's a fake wedding, dad. Well, I mean, it's offical but there won't be anything like... first, second or third base," she said, coding her words for Aryn's benefit.
While Anna quelled her father's worries, Rich grabbed Aryn's hand. "Come on, you still need a haircut," he told her before looking up at Anna's mother, "She needs a haircut."
Aryn frowned, grasping at her long hair. "No way! I like my hair! If it's short, Anna can't braid them into pigtails!"
Sarah grabbed at Jack's shoulder, pulling him back while looking back at Aryn. "Don't worry, sweetheart, I won't cut it too short... Jack! Grab my bag and follow me and the little'un into the bathroom... give them some space for cryin' out loud!" she yelled. "Come on, sweet thing, let's get yer hair cut, mkay?"
Aryn groaned again. "Daaaad..."
"It'll grow back nice and long really soon sweetheart, you just gotta keep it under control for now, 'kay?" he reassurred her.
Aryn nodded. " Fiiine..." she whined, allowing Jack to scoop her up onto his back. "C'mon, shrimp, off to the bathroom, we go," he told her.
Anna watched them go before turning to Richard. "Now that that's done... I guess we just sit and wait for any updates on my son.... and Chase," she told him. He nodded.
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Post by NotAvailable on Sept 28, 2011 0:51:51 GMT -5
Chase managed to walk his way over to the SPD, weary and angered. That damn Russian bastard had gotten away from him... he knew this whole ordeal would have ended if Richard and Jake woulda just let him blow his f*ckin' Commie brains out. The man scowled and walked further down the road where he'd noticed a familiar truck parking infront of the main gates.
Waving an arm at the man and teen, he'd screamed out. "Jake! Jake, over here!" he yelled. The tall, tanned man, glanced over at him, oddly.
"Chase? What're ya doin' out here? Why aren't you at Trinity with the others?" he asked. The Lieutenant and the S.T.A.R.S. agent had met eachother half way, Clarissa beside him.
"Trinity's gone, Jake. That f**king German and his Commie lap dog took it out. It's a long ass story....Mr. Gahn, RIch and I tried to get sh*t under control but we lost it..." he explained before pointing at the police station.
"Some of the people that managed to make it out are in there. Mr. Gahn and Grace, I dunno where they're at, but I know they aren't dead, they stayed behind to clean up, I guess," he told them.
Clarissa frowned and shook her head. "No way, that sucks! Did Criss make it out? What about the little'uns?!" she asked, referencing the literary phrase she used for the children.
Chase sighed, deeply, rubbing the back of his neck down to his shoulder, unsure of just how to break the news about Criss to Jake. Instead, he'd reached out, patting his shoulder.
Jake hadn't even felt the pat, his heart had sunk into the pit of his stomach, his face had gone pale. Before giving Chase the chance to confirm his fears, he'd bolted off toward the gates, flashing a badge at the guards who quickly opened the door for him, allowing him entry. Chase and Clarissa followed in tow.
"Jake!" Clarissa called out.
Inside of the building, Anna had been talking with one of the medics, Richard along side of her. It seemed like he was still in bad shape, but he'd make it through the night. They managed to get the bullet out, clean him up and pump a little morphine into his system. Now he was just sound asleep.
"Well, Jimmy's gonna be alright," she said, relieved, smiling up at Richard. "I don't know what I would've done if he wasn't..." she trailed off, her smile curling into a frown.
"He'll be fine. A flesh wound like that won't stop a McGraw," Richard told her, trying to cheer her up.
Anna managed to grin. "Yeah, I guess not. Wonder if that means my 'McGraw' luck's gonna run out once I become a 'Holden'. What do you think?" she asked with her growing, mischievous smirk.
Rich smirked back. "It's gonna tank like you wouldn't believe. Us Holden's gotta make do off of other people's bad luck, not our own."
Anna laughed. "I think I could get used to that."
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Post by Rhinn on Sept 30, 2011 16:06:00 GMT -5
[Lucy arrives at the Stoneville PD from Charmian Street]
If it wasn’t for the signs, Lilly would have been totally lost. Luckily, signs pointed the way to Stoneville PD. As she pulled up, she saw that it was being guarded by armed guards. She assumed they were military and police, but she wasn’t really sure. All she knew was that when she approached the gate, they searched the truck and asked her who she was and where she was from. When she mentioned that she was from Lake Trinity, they motioned her to go in. Once out of the car, they whisked her away to the doctors and tested her for infections.
Luckily she wasn’t infected, though she could have told them that. Then she was released back with the rest of the survivors… survivors that she didn’t know. In fact, since her dad had died, she hadn’t known anyone else. She was alone in a world of strangers. The only person who had been nice to her was the gangster who had just given his life to protect her.
That reminded her of what he had said. So she began to ask around. “Does anyone know of a girl named Clarissa? Did she make it here?”
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Post by NotAvailable on Oct 1, 2011 22:27:06 GMT -5
Anna glanced over at the young redhead that wandered inside of the police department, asking for Clarissa specifically. She'd felt her eye twitch inwardly but shook her head, casting her glance elsewhere in an attempt to look away. She'd seemed familiar to her but that was impossible... She would remember her. Looking at her made her feel a sense of terrible loss. Groaning, she'd grasped at the prescription bottle in her coat pocket.
"Excuse me," she'd grumbled to Rich before moving passed him to place distance between her and the "delusion". Clarissa, on the other hand, had been moving through the crowd with a bottle of water for Jake before bumping into the visitor looking for her, unknowingly.
"Ooh, sorry 'bout that," she told the young woman, accidentally dropping her water. Picking it up, she'd glanced up at her. "Hey, you're new, I've never seen you before,"
Meanwhile, Richard reached out and grabbed his friend's arm. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked her. She looked spooked and he didn't like that.
Anna pushed the bottle out of sight when Rich grabbed ahold of her other arm. She'd shook her head in disbelief before frowning. "That girl over there... who is she?" she asked, nodding toward the stranger.
Rich looked at the girl before shaking his head. "No, never seen her before. Why, you know her?"
Anna sighed with slight relief, glad to know he could see her and she wasn't just having one of those 'things'. Shaking her head again, she'd moved her eyes off the young girl. "She doesn't... look... familiar to you...? At all?" she wondered, obviously worried.
Richard looked at the girl again, "A little bit, why?"
The agent scoffed. "Just making sure I'm not hallucinating or something.... eh, either way, it's making me feel uncomfortable, I'm gonna go talk to Chase about our issue. I heard he made it to the station with Jake. You should go give him the details on what happened," she told him, quickly changing the subject.
"Alright, I'll go do that. Then you and I are having a talk afterwards. Alright?" He put his hands on her shoulders to put her at ease. A lot of things happened in a such a short time and they needed some time to talk about it without being busy or on the move.
Anna nodded at him and smiled, sheepishly. "Alright."
((Go ahead and post Rhinn, Ion says he'll post after you.))
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Post by Rhinn on Oct 1, 2011 23:58:22 GMT -5
Lucy was trying to cut her way through the crowd. She didn't know where to start, but was too scared to just start asking questions.
She did notice that one of the woman looked at her like she had seen the dead. Lucy shook it off, looking back over her shoulder at the woman.
And that was when she bumped into a young girl. The girl dropped her bottle of water and Lucy bent down to help her get it.
"Yeah, I'm new here. I guess you would say wrong place wrong time. I guess I was entering Lake Trinity when everyone was getting out. But I'm here now and looking for a girl named Clarissa. I have a message to pass along to her."
She stuck out her hand. "My name is Lucy... Lucy Gray."
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