Cole tilted his head and ducked away from Peony's shot. He slowly stood up straight and glanced behind him, looking down the window at the stench that just had an extreme facial. He glanced back over to Peony with wide eyes, listening to her explanation.<br/><br/>"Couldn't agree more lass, and I'm relieved to see you're a better shot when killin' them then ya are killing jukeboxes." Without any further hesitation Cole ran after her up the stairs. It would be the best vantage point to pick them off from the roof, and Cole could send another flare further away if he got on the roof, giving them ample time to get down and book it for his nest.<br/><br/>Once upstairs Cole stood by the window with Peony and glanced out. Sure enough, a group of stenches were having an undead march right for the house. Cole stood back and knelt down on the floor opening up his bag. He pulled out a flare and loaded his flare gun. After he stood and slung his bag across his body Cole opened the window and started to climb out.<br/><br/>"I'll look for a way down and secure the immediate area. You pick off what ya can when they get close enough. When it's time I'll hollar for ya and pop off one of these bastards" he waved the flare gun around briefly then stuck it back on his belt.<br/><br/>"They're suckers for light and shiny things. This will let us get down and start for the woods. Happy huntin' lass." Cole winked with a smirk, then made his way along the roof, checking the sides of the house for any others that might be lumbering around. The east side had two making their way for the backyard. Cole pulled out his gun, took careful aim, and blasted off two perfect shots. Both stenches fell hard with gaping holes in the top of their heads. Cole's aim was getting better every time, something he felt he could be proud of. After he rounded the rest of the parameter, he made his way to the back end of the roof, overlooking the backyard, porch and the dead stench he killed on his way in. Cole managed to notice the railing for the porch was high enough that one could lower themselves onto it from the roof carefully, then jump to the lawn with no injury. He checked the parameter once more then whistled for Peony.<br/><br/>"Alright, I'm poppin' one off! Head for the back o' the roof. You can climb down on the porch railing from there!" He aimed the flare out towards the road and let it fly. It sizzled in the air and filled the sky with a bright red color. It went far and long, traveling over at least three blocks in the neighborhood. That was almost more than enough for them to get away. Cole  started for the spot of the roof that was right over the porch railing. He glanced over then tossed his bag onto the lawn, then knelt down then slowly started lowering himself over the edge. Finally his toe found the railing and he lowered himself further. Once his foot was on the rail solid, Cole let out a brief sigh of relief. He turned to the side and jumped off the railing onto the lawn.<br/><br/>Just as Cole landed the window next to him shattered and a stench came flying out tackling him to the ground. Cole was barely able to grab onto her wrists and prop his knee against her chest, keeping her fingernails and teeth away from him. It gnarled and snorted and even growled at Cole, fighting to chomp down on his face. Finally Cole saw his chance for leverage and took it.<br/><br/>"Sorry dear, I don't kiss on the first date!" Cole grunted as he lifted his leg and flipped her over his head. He rolled to the side, stood up on his knee and launched a throwing knife straight into her eye and then she dropped. Cole stood than retrieved his blade, wiping it on her dirty blouse. After grabbing his bag, Cole glanced back up at the roof.<br/><br/>"All clear down 'ere! Ready when you are."