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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Valla<br/><b>Location:</b>Warehouse<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Johnny<br/><br/>Valla smiled slightly with a faint nod. "Follow me." Was all she really had to say at the moment as she started walking, heading a bit more down, for the level just below them. She didn't really look around her as she moved, clear she new the place well enough without even having to think much about it. The only looking she did was to look back and see if he following or not. She stopped though once she reached where she wanted to be, holding a hand out in front of her in a pointing manner at the section of all the medical supplies. It didn't seem like much while it sat next to all the guns and ammo. Or well, close enough to all of it. But there was enough for a small hospital to work with if needed.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="http://i49.tinypic.com/15d1f10.jpg" title="15d1f10.jpg">
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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Shade Tundra Valla<br/><b>Location:</b>Mall<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Falcon Team<br/><br/>I glanced around only for a second as i finally got to my feet. Wasn't to much to look at other then what guns and ammo there was around the small little shop. It'd been raided well enough that it left only enough if somebody managed to get stranded there. My luck really. I didn't think there was anyone else alive in the place, let alone out there. It was clear though i could use the sleep, but then again in a way i ran only that much better with little to no sleep at times.<br/><br/>Moving to my feet i found a shotgun, loading it as i glanced back over at the gate the was well blocked for the most part. I planned on clearing that out soon as i needed a little more of a settling environment to work with, less dead watching me if i did pass out by any chance. Once the gun was loaded i turned as i moved to sit on the counter and took aim, "Alright guys, let's here you hit the floor shall we." I said, as if they might be able to answer, but knowing they couldn't if they where dead.<br/><br/>I hesitated only for a second on any off chance one might answer. Clearly loosing my mind just thinking one would. With a steady breath i started shooting, letting each one fall to the floor one at a time, the gun fire ringing out through the hole place, only to stop after a moment so i could reload.