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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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there was a sudden launch forward as the vehicle behind them crashed into their back. "fucking christ!" ash exclaimed as she tried to gain control of the car again. thankfully the hit didn't stop their car. she could see the motorcyclists right beside her now, each wearing dark helmets to avoid them seeing their faces. "okay, hold on i'm gonna do something reckless." she warned jacob and looked in the rearview mirror. the stranger was close enough to touch the car which was alright by ash and her sudden plan. she slammed down on her breaks and braced for the impact as the vehicle was hammered into their backside again but this time the strangers weren't prepared for it causing them to launch backwards. the two motorcycles beside them had gone ahead until they noticed what had happened and stopped, turning back around. she hoped it'd give jacob a better view of them so he could take them down. <br/>
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ash long since abandoned some morals. killing humans was one of them. she didn't want to at first. she had her own troubles sleeping thinking of the people she killed as a job in the military. the people, no matter their past, were all victims now in this apocalypse and she didn't want to be the one to kill anyone when death lurked around the corner. but that hope was quickly extinguished. it is kill or be killed in this world now and if it is between a stranger or yourself you do whatever you can to keep yourself alive. <br/>
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her foot hit the gas peddle once again and the car launched forward, her target being one of the motorcyclists. they took a second to comprehend what was happening and quickly they had stepped on their gas as well and took off forward, trying to get away from the car chasing after them. ash had to laugh out loud, maybe from madness of the moment or maybe the irony of it. the shoe on the other foot. "shoot em' before more come!" she called to jacob. no matter what they weren't going to outdrive a group of people if they came to the rescue - if there were more of them, that is - especially if they were going this fast they'd be out of gas in no time. but what choice did they really have?<br/>
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