All That Remains (IC)
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				Title: <strong>All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:37:24</strong>
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				(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs6/i/2005/045/c/3/Deserted_Street_by_claricatmajestic.png)<br><br>At one time Caldwell was an average Northeast Texas small town, with a population barely breaking the 1,000 mark. It's most successful time of the year was during football season when people coming to watch the games held at the Texas A&amp;M main branch, which was only about a 45 minute drive, would spill over and take up rooms in the numerous hotels that dotted the town, buy from local businesses, and generally keep small mom &amp; pop stores open when they would have had to shut down otherwise. <br><br>In the opening days of the viral outbreak an evacuation point had been set up at the college to the North, using it's airport to fly locals out by both military and civilian airplanes. As a result Caldwell was quite literally abandoned. Its entire population had left their homes, businesses, and land for the promise of safety at one of the governments 'safe zones.' <br><br>As the sun slowly rose on Caldwell, and the remnants of the caravan that had taken shelter outside the town's city hall, the reality of Caldwell's only residents' situation began to hit home. Several members of the caravan had left during the night taking almost all the vehicles and leaving only enough to accommodate those who remained. In the space of a single night, without the hope of a safe destination, the caravan had fallen apart from a group of 24 to less then a dozen....<br><br>A small folding table with a map spread across it&nbsp; and a small battery powered radio on one corner, sat between the cars and tents set up by the caravan's members. It was the place that had been agreed on as where they would talk things over in the morning. 
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 02:39:46</strong>
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				Zuzana sat on a cement wall, a six feet tall divider that went around City Hall, right next to the group of tents and the table where she assumed all of those who had decided to stick together were now gathering. She had been woken up early this morning, just before the sun came up, by the noise of some more people who had decided to leave town, to go in some random direction. For her, the choice had been easy. She didn't know the area at all, being from Florida, so she couldn't risk going off into the wilderness without any idea where she was heading to. So she stayed with these people, the caravan that she had found just days earlier.<br><br>Watching the sun slowly rise up in the distance, she had picked this elevated spot to sit on for another reason as well. Zombies. Or whatever they were called. Zuzana had to kill almost a dozen of these things since the outbreak, and it disgusted her every time. She would rather not have any of those creatures roam into camp undetected. Zuzana wasn't used to thinking strategically, but it seemed like the right thing to do in this situation.<br><br>Looking down at the camp, she scrutinized each person she could see, trying to give reassuring smiles to whoever would look back. She always tried to keep a positive attitude and it usually showed up in her expression. Her gaze stayed on Alexander for a while longer. As a highly skilled athlete herself, she always admired other athletes, and this one was clearly a bodybuilder.<br><br>This crew seemed capable enough, Zuzana thought. We'll make it out alive, she told herself.
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				Post by: <strong>OmniKitty</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 03:17:44</strong>
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				As the sun rose, Li started to stir. When she finally came into full consciousness, she looked around, and noticed she was the only one in the tent. <br><br>"Shit!" Li mumbled frantically under her breath. She kept quiet, but scrambled to her feet and out of the tent, trusty crowbar in hand. She quickly surveyed the area and realized everything was safe. She relaxed slightly, and weakly smiled at anyone she saw. She was embarrassed with herself for oversleeping. She had gotten no sleep before she met with these people because the last of her group had just died, which meant no more sleeping in shifts. When the caravan found her, she still couldn't sleep from the stress of all the new people. Getting used to people wasn't her strong suit. <br><br>If she wasn't mistaken, the group were going to have a meeting this morning. Although she wasn't a fan of social interaction, she was eager to hear the plan. With everything up in the air, her anxiety was at an all time high. She needed something to put her mind to; a goal to aim for. 
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				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 03:49:18</strong>
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				"Wake up, Alex" came the familiar voice, rising the large form slightly from his bedroll. "Jake?" he asked, then his eyes came in to focus on the barrel of the gun, and Alexander frowned lightly. "Jake, what the hell?" he said, drawing further away from the weapon. "Some of us are taking off... Me and that little blonde bitch are going our own way together" the short, spiky haired man told him. Frowning deeply, Black looked up at his before-now best friend. "Then go?" he said simply, which caused Jake to shake his head slowly. "Just the two of us... Gunna need your gun, Alex" was the response from the well dressed opportunist. With a growl, and a clench of his jaw, Alexander drew the pistol from under his pillow, and handed it to Jake, who laughed, and backed out of the small three man tent.<br><br>Alexander wasted no time, his massive biceps throwing him to his feet, and his powerful legs putting him between the various items of scenery.<br><br>"Got it baby!" Jacob boasted, walking around the corner waving both firearms in the air. The young blonde grinned, but it quickly faded as Alexander stepped out and crossed Jake's face with a long piece of steel pipe, shattering his nose and making him drop both pistols. There wasn't mercy for the man who wanted to leave Alexander defenseless, despite how often he'd saved his life. It took a few hits, but Jake was soon dead, and Alexander was bloody and tired, panting heavily. Alexander picked up his pistol once again, and looked around for Jake's, only to see the young girl disappear in to the truck with it, and tear off in to the distance.<br><br>After cleaning himself up, he headed back to camp, looking around at the noticeable gaps in the camp where tents and vehicles had been. "Great..." he sighed, then started moving what he could to make a more effective defense, not sure how long they'd stay, or how long it'd take for a horde of zombies to shamble in to town. There was too much to do, they'd have to abandon the camp for a easier to defend location.
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				Post by: <strong>AyeGill</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 17:46:49</strong>
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				Matt awoke as the sun rose. After five minutes of scrambling around, gathering sparse belongings, and loading his rifle, he walked out of his tent, yawning. He'd been travelling with this caravan for a while, and now those assholes had left with the cars. Great. Zombie apocalypse or not, no reason to be a dick about it. So now they had to decide where to go next.<br><br>He walked to one of the cars, and sat up on it, rifle lying carelessly in his lap. He scratched his chin. We need to get to the evacuation point, he thought, and all we've got to worry about is a few thousand undead abominations between here and there. Not disconcerting at all.
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				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 23:00:58</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora yawned as she awoke. She had been traveling with the Caravan for days and her feet were killing her. She was alone, despite the people around her. Her family dead, all but her younger brother who she swore she would find. <br><br>The young girl crawled out of her sleeping bag, and slipped her clothes back on. Her under wear was raggedy, and in need for replacement. Her boots were on the verge of falling apart and the thin white tank top she wore was stained with dirt and sweat. She reached down, pulling her long duster over her shirt. It was the only thing in decent shape, besides the goggles that she slipped on her head to secure her long ebony pig tails. <br><br>Before she left her tent she reached under the bundle of blankets and grabbed her 9mm Baretta. The gun was a must these days. Not only did it stop the walking dead from getting to her, it kept her safe from roaming rapists that would take advantage of her in the middle of the night. <br><br>She walked out of her tent looking around and mumbled as she noticed almost everyone gone. "God damnit..." <br><br>She walked over to the table where others seemed to be gathering, making note of the few people who remained. They all looked world weary like her. <em>What i wouldn't give for a shower....</em> Aurora thought. 
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				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 17:09:42</strong>
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				Yawning as he walked up to the table from a bit aside, having set his bedroll a bit aside since he didn't have a gun on him but a knife, Luis didn't feel like laying down out in the open near everyone else. He was tired, the sleep was a scarce resource for him some of these days, but there was little helping it now. He checked the canteen silently, his gear already packed together in the old scout backpack he wore to carry his gear around in.<br><br>Looking at Aurora as he walked towards the table noticing her coming from the other direction, he silently noted the lack of people compared to the last night. Sighing heavily, he looked at the others as he spoke up. <br><br>"Looks like we aren't that numerous here. I know resources are scarce already, but I was wanting to ask if anyone else feels like seeing if this town has anything left to salvage? After the news last night, I really think we should try and build up a bit of stock if we're going to make it." Not to mention needing a destination to head to. Not only for practical reasons but to keep up hope.<br><br>"Sorry if I'm a bore to say this out loud, I just think its something that would help us out. Though I know it might not be safe." He felt a bit bad even suggesting it, since he was not one of the folks with the gun he would go along with what others decided but right now he wanted to at least bring his thoughts in the open.<br><br>Casting a new look at Aurora, he found himself looking her over a bit. If the world was in a better state still, he'd have thought of her as a girl that was fun to look at but that he should leave alone. Now there were few enough left that everyone was too important to ignore. Every person might be the difference between life and death. Benefit or burden. She seemed capable he thought, and he'd liked to have talked to her, but an older guy talking to her probably would have creeped her out. It didn't stop him from looking at her and then at the other people at the table though, wondering about it. Such a wide range of capabilities and thoughts. Such a variety of ages too, he thought. <br><br>He felt a bit awkward, most of the people here probably could survive a while on their own. Himself he wasn't so sure about it, but at a passing though he considered he might be beneficial to have around in the long run.<br><br>"Any thoughts where to head to now? I don't know any particular places up close that the infected would have a reason to avoid."
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				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 17:19:49</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>The girl looked up at Luis and waved slightly. Hes observations were right on. This place was a shit hole, but may still offer some items to salvage. She admired the man briefly as he seemed to have taken charge and all ready had some kind of plan. It was nice. People needed a leader, especially her. <br><br>She shifted her weight from side to side, awaiting the other to chirp in. "I think we should look around...they may have food or clothes." She replied to Luis' question. Her hand went absent minded to her hand gun that was tucked into the waist band of her pants. It was old, and only 10 bullets remained in the clip. She had invested a few bullets into the walking corpses earlier before joining the caravan. <br><br>Aurora bit her bottom lip, lost her thoughts again. It seemed like yesterday she was worried about what prom dress to wear and deciding how far she would let Billy get with her on Prom night. <br><br>She wanted to cry but quickly sucked it up, giving a warm smile to Luis. She would get through this. All she needed to do was keep calm and level headed. Besides, her brother was out there some where. She just knew it. 
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				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 18:05:47</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Feeling relieved to hear a voice agreeing with him, Luis smiled gratefully at Aurora but then averted his gaze from her to look at the others. He did not wish to give the wrong impression afterall, and right now he felt he was already pushing it. He'd have to sort his thought out sometime and chat with her, preferably so there was others around but not too close by, to get over whatever was making him curious about her. <br><br>"I think the stores are probably first ones to get looted when people pass by, but we should still have a look. No sense in missing out on a possibility if it looks some place still has something left on its shelves. If there's barricaded homes in the town, there's a chance someone else was stockpiling here. In such a case, its possible they are still here but trying to not be immediately spotted, or worse, they may have been infected. Either way, if you spot a building that is more reinforced, it might contain either survivors, or supplies left by failing survivors." He shrugged briefly, but looked away. "Don't try and approach such places alone though, with things the way they are, survivors can be as afraid of looters and pillagers as they are of infected." He smiled a bit awkward. <br><br>So much of his stupid little thoughts were from the zombie survival guide, but then again, he was not the only one that had read it, based on how easy it had been to come up with it. True, he had got it for entertaining read not really thinking it would be necessary to go through with such preparations as it held, but there were a lot of 'end of the world' material out there, with survival guides and suggestions on how to stay alive. It was likely there might be some people that had chosen the 'Phase 1' approach of fortifying themselves in and waiting the worst was over in a comfortable, familiar setting, before setting out eventually when the resources were more depleted, and they thought it was safer to head on out. <br><br>Lot of things could go wrong but Luis felt he had to at least try and offer some useful advice, some thoughts. Even if the people wanted to keep driving off in the end, he wanted to make a suggestion at least.<br><br>"Food, gas, ammo, weapons or tools like a compass, maps, and so on could be useful. You never know when you need a crowbar or a shovel, and while there are at least a few vehicles at disposal, such individual tools dont weigh that much. If things begin to look too loaded, then it can be dealt with throwing out the goods that we cant afford to carry anymore. What do you think?"<br><br>He hoped to at least see some discussion take place. They'd need to start acting soon, and he had a feel they just needed a spark, a reason, to get started.
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				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 18:06:26</strong>
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				<strong>Joseph Arturo</strong><br><br>He'd slept in his car, like he did most nights. It wasn't all that bad once he got used to it. Just recline the seat all the way back, relax, and it was off to dreamland!.....Granted the half flask worth of alcohol he put away before bed probably helped at least a little. But he felt he had a right to a nightcap considering the absolutely horrible events which had befallen the world! Either way it wasn't like it was about to change, there were no more AA meetings and even if there were he doubted he'd want to attend one. <br><br>As sleep slowly left his body Joseph re-adjusted his seat into the sitting position and looked around through the windows, as had become his normal morning ritual. From his seat in the car he had a clear view of a very large man beating a significantly smaller one into a pulp with a club of some sort. Despite the inherent gruesomeness of the act, and the loss of human life it represented Joseph couldn't help but let out a sarcastic chuckle as he watched the events take place. In part because it amused him just how quickly people could enter a mind set of kill or be killed, and in part because it oddly reminded him of the cartoons he'd watched as a child. <br><br>His gaze shifted and settled on the table where everyone seemed to be moving towards. With a soft sigh he began to get out of the car <em>Might as well see what the neighbors are up to</em> he thought as he walked towards the table. He got there just in time to hear one a young man begin to ask about going out and hunting for supplies....<em>Hunting for supplies....good lord its like we're in a cheesy movie!</em> his mind shouted out. <br><br>Once the man had finished his suggestion Joseph decided he might as well add in his thoughts. "For what it's worth I agree with you" he said his voice carrying an air resolve and inner strength that he, in truth, scarcely felt.&nbsp; "But might I also suggest that we consider preparing to leave this area ourselves...Up until a day or so ago we were all part of a large caravan and we survived because we kept moving and there were enough solders with very impressive guns to protect us from whatever the caravan attracted. But now that they are gone, what ever was following the caravan is probably still heading in our direction...and we don't have the abilities to stop it." 
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				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 18:47:24</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora glanced between Luis and and Joseph. Both had good points. It wasn't like she enjoyed being here any more then they did. But without supplies they wouldn't be getting very far. "If we are looking for supplies maybe we better split up in pairs." she suggested to Luis, Joseph and the others around. <br><br>Safety in numbers. that's what all those movies had said. She never thought that the day would come where humans were struggling to survive. <em>We are no longer on top of the food chain...</em> Aurora thought. <br><br>The young girl swung her ragged messenger bag over her shoulder, the strap pressing against her small chest. "And maybe we should have a priority list of things need vs. want." she added.
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				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 19:39:47</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Sighing faintly and looking at Joseph seriously there Luis nod his head. "Wise idea. So, is everyone on the same page, and agreeing? We go to town, we salvage what we can, and get going again before what has been following comes up too close?" He looked over at Aurora and smiled to her, nodding at her idea. "Good idea, no sense walking in alone and leaving others wondering if the scream means 'come help me' or 'run away'."<br><br>He felt it was a bad joke the moment he had already said it, but regrets on something small was not useful. "Sorry, trying to laugh at the situation to keep it from becoming overwhelming." He tried to explain himself briefly, then looking around. <br><br>"Anyhow, anyone volunteering to watch my back if I head on out for supplies? I've only got a knife though, so I am not that sure I'll be good help in watching yours. Probably means I ought to be a point-man in such exercise, more likely to run back out fast if its trouble, than to be able to come to any really useful aid in due time. On that side note, if anyone gets injured, I got some medical supplies stashed with me. First-aid kit, extended sort but still." If the infection spread as fast as it did, no first aid would really be of use against that, but he did think that there were other dangers than the infected out there too that could be treated at least. <br><br>In a way, infection was treatable too. You just needed a good shovel, first for bashing a head in, then to bury the remains. He silently reminded himself to stop trying to be funny after that thought.
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				Post by: <strong>OmniKitty</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 20:06:17</strong>
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				<strong>Li</strong><br><br>Li was a few feet away from the table, quietly listening to her fellow 'neighbors' talk about what to do next. She carefully thought out the situation, and for the most part, she agreed with everybody. After the last person spoke, Li finally spoke up. "I agree. Scrounge up what we can from around here, and head out as quickly as possible. I say load up the cars with whatever might prove useful. Like he said," tilting her head towards Louis, "we can always toss the stuff we have no room for later." <br>She paused a moment, and then added, "Splitting up sounds good. We should split up with weapons in mind. I have a pistol, and this." She raised up her crowbar, looking at everybody around her.
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				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 21:03:29</strong>
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				Joseph calmly listened to what was being said, it seemed like they had at least thus far agreed to work with one another. "I have a gun" he said "I also have a car and quite a bit of gasoline. But I'd suggest that our last stop is a gas station to simply fill up all our vehicles just to be safe" as he said this he paused as if thinking a few things over "Exactly where would we want to be heading once we leave town? Does anyone know a destination...or at least a direction?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 21:13:56</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>The young girl couldn't suggest a place but she did mention she had a gun as well. She fidgeted, shifting from one side to another. It was morning yet it was all ready starting to heat up. "Do we have a siphon to get gas?" Electricity was rare now, and getting gas without a siphon from other vehicles would be difficult. <br><br>Cars. Aurora began thinking that she had just received her driver's license only months ago. She sighed, shaking her head slowly, her pig tails bobbing with each sway. She was getting frustrated with how things were. Her family dead and brother missing. And here they were, talking about how to survive. She would give anything to take a long shower and have this all be a distant mind. <br><br>She pulled her gun from the waist band of her pants, ejecting the clip and looking at it. 9 in the clip and 1 in the chamber. She remember her father use to take her to the gun range when she was younger.&nbsp; Aurora slipped the clip back into the gun. She would keep it close. She didn't know the people very well, and considering she was 1 of few girls here, it would be only a matter of time before the men began getting....forceful. <em>Just like that movie....fuck...what was it called? 28 days later...</em> Aurora thought gloomy.
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				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 21:42:03</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Taking a deep breath and sighing out, Luis smiled to the people he saw around. It seemed to be a reasonable group. He couldn't help but cast Li a look too but something about her told him if he looked at her too much, he'd find her foot at the back of his skull and his face to the gravel. Perhaps he was mistaken, but he wasn't really looking for trouble anyway.<br><br>"Sounds good. Anyhow, I'm ready to get going whenever I have someone along to make sure I don't reach for ar bag of chips in a shelf and then get yanked by the back of my backpack into a backroom to be a 'bag of meat' for the nearest infected." He tried to joke around, with the usual horrible failure of his. "Ehh, anyhow, whoever is willing to make sure I get back safe, I'm more than happy to be a point-man and look." He cast a new look at the group, then scratching the side of his neck.<br><br>"I'll sound like the biggest chauvinist ass for saying this but I actually half-expected that the girls would want to stick together and leave us guys to do the same. The whole situation being scary and all but still." He smiled a bit and shrug. "Anyhow, ahm, aside for my total failure at social skills here, how about we get going?" He cast a look around, hoping to get the folks moving. <br><br>The burning question remained, moving where? After the shops, where would they go. He felt afraid of thinking that far yet. First, they needed to secure some supplies. "Hmm.." He reached to his pocket, pulling out a flat, smooth surfaced e-reader, casting a look at everyone. "I think I got a book about maps all across U.S somewhere here, but that wont help too much if the roads are packed full and jammed." He frowned and sighed, wondering whether or not he should bother opening a new book on it at the time. Of course, it had a lot of power left to turn pages with, but even so, it might never be possibly to recharge it again. When it ran out of power, all that would remain would be the last page it had shown. Of course, with some few thousands of page-turns the battery lasted, it should be ok for awhile, but he didn't know if he wanted to open the pages in case there was no use for them now.
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				Post by: <strong>OmniKitty</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 21:57:45</strong>
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				<strong>Li</strong><br><br>Li happened to notice Luis glance at her, she looked away quickly, but she didn't blush as she would have before the outbreak. Modesty was no longer her thing, these past few months have hardened her. Obviously modesty wasn't her thing, she thought as she looked down and remembered she hasn't even switched to her day clothes. Leaving her in a pair of raggedy shorts and a black tank top with no bra. The timidity in her came back momentarily, causing her to cross her arms. <em>I'm gonna need some more clothes with this group of guys here..</em><br><br>"I have no idea where to go from here, but we're overdue for some not-so-friendly visitors, so I suggest we get to moving, no matter the direction." She said coldly. She tried to smile to make up for it. <br><br>"I'm ready to gather up what's left of the supplies in this town, who's coming with me?" Li asked everybody around her. She would have readily gone by herself, but she knew it probably wasn't the best idea. This area had been zombie free for way too long.
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				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 01:19:50</strong>
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				Zuzana listened to the conversations going on below her, and was surprised to see everyone agree on a course of action. This certainly was a first so far, and good news as far as she was concerned. It did seem like many of them were throwing out useful suggestions so she stayed silent, also due to the fact that having been in Texas for just a few weeks, she didn't know any of the locations around them.<br><br>As they talked, she regularly brought her sight between the group and their surrounding. Being on top of the 6 feet wall allowed her to scan the area around them quite effectively, so she could keep an eye out for any trouble.<br><br>But just as the group seemed ready to move, as if arriving on cue to force the issue, she suddenly spotted a dozen figures out of the corner of her eyes. Standing up sharply, she brought a hand up above her eyes to block the sun, and could confirmed that these were indeed zombies, about half a mile away, heading straight for the camp.<br><br>Looking back down, she said in a hurried voice, but trying to sound as calm as possible, "Guys! Zombies! They're about a dozen and heading straight over here, I'd say 10mins away no more. We need to move."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 03:56:53</strong>
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				<strong>Alexander</strong><br><br>Glimpsing between each person as they spoke, Alexander dusted his hands off finally and wandered over to the table. Folding his arms across his broad chest, he began to become lost in everyone's train of thought. What the hell was going on here? It was a survival game, and people were talking all kinds of non-sense. Finally, he decided to speak up.<br><br>Alexander cleared his throat, then leaned forward on the table. "Okay, lets review what we're saying here... We're going to split up and search the town in groups... Say half of the duos get unlucky, and we end up with half the group, half the weapons, and half the skills" he said, then slowly moved back to stand properly. "You can say what you like, but this is no zombie movie. They aren't all going to come the same way, and you're not always going to be able to outrun them. Say on your way out, one jumps out in front of you and scraps a tooth on your leg. You're then in need of a bullet, and we are one person short" he said, then looked to Aurora, then Luis, then back to the table.<br><br>"My vote is we find an outdoors place, collect a few things, maybe a generator or two, as well as some powered lights, then search for food. Half of us stay with the vehicles, half of us search inside. Strength in numbers is true, but two isn't strength at all. You're only dragging the other person down with you" he said, then shrugged a little, before looking up at Zuzana. "Guess we should decide what we're doing pretty damn fast" he said, before climbing up next to Zuzana, and trying to get a look at the incoming attack. "Wont be long until they catch on to us and start running" he told the group.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 10:25:39</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Casting a look at Alexander and sighing, Luis scratched his cheek. As the youngest guy of the group he had half-expected to get a rather loud opposition, but the thing was the guy made sense with it as well. He didn't like the fact that the guy shook the only plan they had, but at least he offered something in return, otherwise that act would have been a bit too much on the already strained morale. Looking at Alexander, Luis nod after a moment. <br><br>"Either way we should get what we can and keep moving. In anycase, I don't think I'm any use here watching over the cars without a gun, so I'm going to go out salvaging. I say quick vote who are willing to go out searching and if its less than half we got the choice already, if more, we pick the ones that go and the ones that stay, and be quick about it." He raised a hand. "I'll go, anyone else?"<br><br>He wanted the voting done in less than a minute then, a ten minutes guess might be seven minutes in actual time, and he would have liked to have at least five minutes to grab at least what was obvious. Even if they left empty handed he'd be damned if he had to kick himself for missing something valuable and then seeing it on the way out of the town in a hurry.<br><br>Too bad the zombies were that close, he hadn't imagined they'd be so fast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 14:48:52</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora instinctively took a step back when she heard the infected were coming closer. her hand gripped the pistol tightly. "Maybe we should get moving then..." She said, in almost a timid voice. <br><br>She didn't want to actively engage the zombies, and with limited ammo it would be a short fight. Her body was tense as the adrenaline ran through her lithe frame. The last attack was still fresh in her mind. She had lost 3 friends weeks ago when they traveled together. In the distance she could hear them moaning. That horrible guttural groan. The same kind she heard when she found her parents half eaten. <br><br>She shook her head, pushing the memory from her mind. Now was not the time. She realized her mouth was dry so she opened the bottle of water in her bag and took a quick sip. The water wetted her pursed lips and moistened her dry throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AyeGill</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 17:14:45</strong>
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				Matt made sure that his rifle was loaded, then grabbed it tightly.<br><br>"If the zombies are coming closer, maybe we should load what we can into the cars, and get the hell outta here? Just a suggestion."<br><br>He looked in the direction that Zuzana had spotted the incoming zombies, eyes narrow. Just what they needed. First all the cars get stolen, and now more zombies. This day just kept getting better.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniKitty</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 19:31:01</strong>
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				Li had definitely always been a "flight" girl when it came to her "fight or flight" instincts, and the outbreak had only strengthened that. She was a small girl, and you simply couldn't shoot every zombie that you came across. When in a tight spot, she had to use brute force. Her first kill and the days that followed were filled with pain, cramps, and severe soreness. She had to gain a lot of muscle really fast. Any weight she had lost from the lack of food, she had gained back in muscle. Or at least that's what she assumed, there was no longer such time for a petty thing as weighing yourself. <br><br>So after Luis suggested a vote, Li kept her hand to herself. "My plans have changed. I'd rather get the hell outta here. We have enough to survive till the next stop.." She said hesitantly. "But if ya'll insist on scrounging up some stuff, I'll come with, or stay here, wherever you need me more." Li said with more strength. The most important thing lately was the group working as a team, so she decided to be a cooperative as possible, even if she didn't fully agree with the decision. There simply wasn't enough time to sit down and have a nice long debate on which option would be the most effective. That would result in the least effective option--being eaten alive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odin</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 06:36:10</strong>
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				<strong>Alexander</strong><br><br>Alexander thought for a moment, then shrugged lightly. "These guys are in front of the big group... There aren't that many because they ran until they lost us the first time, so what we need to do first up, is calm down" he said, then looked to Joseph. "Joseph, you and someone else can go run these fuckers over in your vehicle, and then shoot, stab or bludgeon whatever still stands. Everyone else should head in and start scavenging, bringing the more important items to the front of the store then loading the items in once Joseph is finished" Alexander said, then looked to Aurora, then Li.<br><br>"I'm no leader, but I guess it all makes sense in my head... Kill these couple will be down quick, but when the rest of them start poking their heads up, we'd better move. So one or two people go with Joseph and deal with the few already here, and the rest of us will clear the stores and start collecting the things we need... Before we move out, or do anything besides run around like headless chickens... What do we need?" Alexander asked the group, deciding that having a list would be far easier than everyone just bringing what they might need, and ending up with two or three of one thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 16:11:14</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>"Sounds good, running down the ones that are too close already and then getting the hell away from here before the rest of them are upon us is a solid plan, now, we can think about a list here or we can load people onto another car, look where there is a place that looks to be a target-rich-enviroment for scavenging, and stop there. If we see the other car coming, the driver of the second car yells everyone to get back that instant, and order to withdraw takes priority even if you see the Item of your Dreams 'just half a minute of breaking down an old barricade' away."<br><br>He tossed it up and looked at everyone. "Just my thoughts, but anyway, times wasting, if my idea is bad, clonk me over the head for it later alright? Survival first, scavenging second, et cetera." He didn't want to see any of the remaining group's members dead. He was a bit of an ass at times but he honestly didn't want to see anyone killed. He didn't want to seem like a whiny brat either, compared to the older guys who spoke with reason he might be one but he was hoping to at least be of help to the group.<br><br>Being useless and being left for dead would be the worst.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 18:13:05</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>"We need food and water.." Aurora said. That would be top priority. "Then maybe tools and ammunition." <br><br>The girl may be young but she was also quite smart. Clothes could wait as well as showers and make up. She holstered her gun and looked for someone to scavenge with. "I can go look with someone else, if you guys want to handle the infected." She said. <br><br>They needed to act now. Aurora stood ready, waiting for someone to follow her, preferable someone with a flash light. Who knew was was lurking in the shops and buildings. She reached up, making sure her long pig tails were tight and out of the way of her eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 21:05:46</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Looking at Aurora and gesturing her to come along, Luis took a step away towards the town shops, wanting to look around and hoping to find a place that would be good for salvaging. "Lets get going, we got limited time already." He pulled the knife ready to his side, and dug a flashlight from his backpack while walking, to hold it up and ready. <br><br>They best get to work before it would be too late, and he looked back to see if others were coming, but he decided either way he had to move on by now already. The longer they took, the less likely it was that they'd have time to find something useful. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AyeGill</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 22:40:20</strong>
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				<strong>Matt</strong><br><br>Matt though about it for a few seconds, then turned in the direction of the incoming zombies.<br><br>"I'll go with Joseph and kill the small incoming group, then we'll come back and pick you up. We need to move fast, even if it's just a small group now, you can bet your asses there'll be more soon enough."<br><br>He turned and got into one of the cars' shotgun seat. He turned to look at Joseph, indicating for him to follow.<br><br>"You drive, i'll do the shooting if needed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 19:04:40</strong>
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				Joseph had followed Matt for the short jog to his car "alright' he said as he got in and started it up "But just to warn you this thing isn't going to last too long if we use it as a battering ram" he closed the driver's side door behind him and put the vehicle in drive before pressing his foot down hard on the accelerator and maneuvering right towards the incoming group of zombies. <br><br><hr><br>There was a almost wet sounding THUMP as the car collided with the first body, which tumbled over the top of the car, the next went under the vehicle and the one after it was quickly run beneath the car's passenger side tires. As the car swerved left and right, trying to hit the zombies. One fact became horribly apparent, the first was that while the car was in fact hitting the creatures and doing great amounts of physical trauma to them. It wasn't killing them, they simply fell to the ground, and got up again. Only those creatures who had their heads destroyed stayed down for good. <br><br><hr> <br><br>As his car hit another one of the zombies Joseph couldn't help but notice just how few of them seemed to stay down "you said you could shoot right?" he asked Matt, "then I think you should start" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AyeGill</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 21:29:08</strong>
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				"Motherfucking zombies."<br><br>Was all Matt said, as he raised his rifle and took aim, very carefully, at each of the zombies' heads, each bullet hitting home, splattering the zombies' heads in a pool of blood and brains. He continued shooting until every zombie was down.<br><br>"I'm a medical professional you know. Bodies are supposed to stay the fuck down when you run them over."
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 00:31:58</strong>
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				Zuzana watched the car speed off towards the zombies. Even though she could have handled quite a few zombies herself, she didn't particularly liked combat, and these two seemed able to handle the group of creatures.<br><br>Instead, she turned around and headed into town, deciding to help try and find goods for the group. Since Luis was heading to the shops, she decided instead to head for the nearby post office. She thought that perhaps they could find some equipment they could use.<br><br>The building was right around the corner, and she walked there in a few minutes. The front door was closed but unlocked, so she opened it and looked inside. She grabbed the handgun from her backpack, and stepped in.<br><br>The room was dark, but otherwise silent, and seemed unoccupied. The floor was filled with opened letters and empty boxes, everything of use had been looted already. Seeing a staircase, she headed up to the second floor, making sure to go slow and stay silent, watching for any sign of life.<br><br>As she got to the second floor, she right away spotted a small device on one of the tables there. Zuzana was not technically inclined, but the microphone and dialing buttons made it clear this was some type of communication device, probably a ham radio or some sort. She headed to it to check if there was any power. To her surprise, pressing the "on" button turned the power light on. It seemed to be battery power, since there was otherwise no electricity in the building.<br><br>She put the handgun down on the table and took out her backpack, hoping to fit the small box inside of it. But then, as she was about to grab it, she suddenly heard noise coming from right behind her...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 17:43:20</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora tagged next Luis as they headed for a shop. "Which one should w go in?" She asked, looking up at him. Her right hand had her gun, ready to scavenge for whatever was inside. She had removed her jacket and tied it around her lithe waist. Her white tank top was dirty and worn out. One strap to her bra broken as it dangled. <br><br>Her long black hair was tied into pig tails to keep from getting in her face. She had her messenger back slung to her side, the strap digging between her small breasts. "I hope we can find some food and water. If we keep heading west, there wont be as many towns between the miles we put in. <br><br>She gave a small smile, her boots crunching against the sandy ground. Her blue orbs scanned each shop, wondering which one had the least amount of damage. It was then that she saw Zuzana dart into the postal office. "Why is she going in there alone!?" Aurora asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 10:01:34</strong>
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				"I think we should go through the shelf-rows quick and see if we spot something of use, no time for a throughout search if the horde of zombies is right behind us afterall." Luis moved between the shelves, starting a hurried walk around to see if he could spot anything, soon shouting up a bit. "Looks like someone else came to the same idea before, lots of things are gone, but there's still bound to be something good left. People rushing out in a hurry may have grabbed the more obvious stuff, but then again only what they can carry, and not many had a real warning either."<br><br>Luis was picking up a few bottles from the shelves. Water, 'mineral water' he remarked dryly. Disgusting, in his opinion, but it was still water in the end. Looking around he heard her voice shouting up about Zuzana. <br><br>"Wait, what? Someone's going inside alone? God damn... go after her, I'm right behind you!" Luis dragged the bottles of water with him towards the store's entrance, dropping them where they'd be quick to snatch up later and run, if they had the time to do that at least, rushing to the doorway to see where Aurora had spotted someone, ready to follow her lead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 14:38:47</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora jogged to where she saw Zuzana run to. As she entered the post office she had to squint into the darkness. The shelves were dusty and the smell of decaying flesh lingered about. "Hey! Are you in here!?" the girl cried out. She couldn't remember the other girl;'s name. <br><br>She sighed, thinking. <em>This girl is nuts. Running in here all by herself</em> Aurora chastised her. She began shifting through the back of the post office, eyes scanning all about. She needed to find the girl and fast. Luis was alone and being alone certainly meant death. "Hello!?" She cried out again, hand clenching the gun tightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 21:39:58</strong>
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				Zuzana turned at the noise, just in time to see a zombie right behind her, eyes glowing, its jaw half open, arms forward, heading for her. A few feet behind it was at least one more zombie. The girl instinctively reached for the gun but realized she had put it down on the table, and there was no time to grab it. Instead, she brought her arms up to meet the zombie attack. Grabbing the creature's neck with one hand and arm with the other, she battled with it, slowly gaining ground. It was a battle against the clock too, as she knew the other would be on her soon after.<br><br>Fortunately, Zuzana was a strong athlete, and she managed to push the zombie against the wall, before punching it hard in the head. The creature tumbled down, and Zuzana gave it a finishing kick on the head. Satisfied that this enemy was down, she turned back to face the other, but now saw that there were 3 more coming out of a nearby office, which changed the odds drastically. She had to get out of there. Having an idea, she took the ham radio from the desk, the nearest heavy object she could see, and threw it at the advancing zombies.<br><br>Grabbing her gun and backpack, she rushed down the staircase, hearing the yells from the other girl, she responded loudly "Zombies up here! Let's go!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 22:40:57</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>Aurora saw Zuzana run down the stair case. Not wanting to hang around and see what was behind her, Aurora quickly followed. "Luis! grab what you can and lets go!" The young girl cried, running for the car. <br><br>In her mind she could imagine numerous Zombies chasing her. Her heart raced in her chest and she could hear it thumping in her ears. She dared not look back. Fast she ran, trying to catch up to the car and scrambled to get inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 22:58:42</strong>
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				<strong>Luis - The <em>Waterboy</em></strong><br><br>Luis grimaced at the shout but not one to argue in a situation like this he turned on the spot and rushed back at the store. Damnit. Damn, damn, damn. He was going to a store alone, this was going to be the worst mistake if there were living dead in there, but he wasn't going to leave those water bottles on the floor either.<br><br>If there was someone else there, he'd deal with it then. Reaching the Grocery Store's doorway, he rushed inside, to reach out for the water bottles he had previously brought near the doorway. He had to snatch those and get underway. Before the dead would separate him from the others. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 23:21:39</strong>
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				<strong>--&nbsp; Matthew Fitzpatrick (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=102993.msg4532756#msg4532756) - Ornery and full of himself. --</strong><br><hr><br>Luis would, unfortunately, not get much of a reprieve.&nbsp; In his haste it was doubtful that he'd even noticed the odd sort of way that the ceiling tiles above the entrance seemed to bulge outwards like some great Styrofoam zit.&nbsp; Most folks would have just taken it for water damage, or perhaps just the work of gravity over long months of poor maintenance.&nbsp; Of course, that wouldn't exactly explain the worrisome <em>creaking</em> issuing out from it, like something was about to--<br><br>With a sudden and resounding <strong>crack</strong> a massive section of the ceiling completely caved in, knocking over one of the stands and sending up a wave of irritating dust as thick as flour.&nbsp; As if that wasn't enough, some great hulking thing struggling to stand up in the middle of all the chaos was uttering every god-forsaken oath, curse, and outright profanity ever devised by the human tongue, and several that had likely been made up right on the spot.&nbsp; <br><br>Matthew got to his feet, his aching back snapping unpleasantly as he stretched his limbs.&nbsp; "Just my god damn luck," he growled, brushing the chalky detritus out of his beard and looking for all the world like some crazed redneck interpretation of Santa Claus, all done up in camping gear and sporting a pretty heavy-looking shotgun on his back and a revolver at his hip.&nbsp; "Was hopin' I could hole up in here until all you fuckin' noisy gits had hightailed it out of town.&nbsp; Sounds like you brought a whole damn horde along for the ride to boot!"<br><br>He looked around for a moment, not ever bothering to introduce himself, and found his worn out old mountain bike laying beside him.&nbsp; He hoisted it upright and gave it a good inspection to make sure it hadn't been damaged before giving Luis the same scrutinizing eye.<br><br>"Well?&nbsp; You gonna git movin', or are we gonna jis' stand around like a couple o' daft idjits and wait fer the Freaks ta come 'n crack us open like a couple o' fresh crabs at a surf 'n turf buffet?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 10:37:47</strong>
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				Staring at Matthew with some disbelief, then hearing him talk calmed Luis a bit. The man wasn't a zombie, though he wasn't sure if that was a great relief, but he might have been fooled the way he came falling down like that. Good thing he only had a knife, not a gun, or he might have panicked and shot at the falling figure in a fright response.<br><br>"God damn you almost gave me a heart-attack!" He complained, then sighing. "Look, we don't got time to argue, if you want out, we gotta get to the cars there fast." He gestured over towards the direction of the vehicles. "Before that, I'm gonna snatch some water I found inside to bring it with me. If you want to help, please, I could use a guy to watch some of those chompers dont think of making me a three-course meal."<br><br>Moving inside the store, Luis looked back at the man.<br><br>If Matthew would watch his back, he would go between the shelves to look for more materials to take along, grab anything useful, trying to look for something useful. Given how Zuzana was already in trouble, they would not have very long, so he tried to make it as brief as possible.<br><br>If Matthew wasn't willing to help out though, he'd just have to grab those waterbottles and head back towards the cars. It wasn't much, but the situation had just changed with those undead that Zuzana had discovered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 13:19:48</strong>
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				<strong>--&nbsp; Matthew Fitzpatrick (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=102993.msg4532756#msg4532756) - Ornery and full of himself. --</strong><br><hr><br>Matthew snorted, pushing past Luis and out the front door to stand watch over the piles of dusty water bottles.&nbsp; "Buncha idjits, relyin' on cars," he muttered, laying his bike against the wall and removing his Smith &amp; Wesson from its holster.&nbsp; "I'd trust my own legs more 'n a damn gas guzzler these days."<br><br>"Oi!" he called back into the grocer's after a moment.&nbsp; "What's yer name, kid?"&nbsp; He hadn't bothered to meet and greet the caravan as they'd rumbled on through in their trucks and trailers and hot rods--the second he'd heard them coming he'd grabbed all the food and water he could and stowed himself in the ceiling.&nbsp; That many people just made him nervous these days.&nbsp; There were worse things than Freaks out in Apocalyptia U.S.A.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 14:31:14</strong>
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				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br><br>Aurora breathed heavily, leaning against a car as she looked back torwards the small stores. She saw Luis go back inside the shop. She sighed and bit her bottom lip nervously and then ran into the shop. Inside it was dark and musky. "Luis!? Are you in here?" She called out, moving through the isles that seemed to be picked clean. <br><br>Her hand had as death grip on her pistol, as the boots she wore made loud echoing sounds throughout the shop. She was careful to turn the corner when she finally saw Luis with a stranger. "Luis! Are you ok?" She asked, taking a step forward. She knew they didn't have much time left. "I think those guys are almost done clearing a path for us outside." She added, referring to the two that took a car and went to kill the small group of zombies.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 14:51:35</strong>
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				<strong>Luis</strong><br><br>Carrying the few cans he could find anymore, and the most important thing of them all, a simple metal 'claw', a canopener, Luis paused at the doorway looking at the man and his question seeming to make sense only a few seconds later. "I am Luis, one of the still alive folks, and I hope to keep it that way. Come along, please, we who are still alive ought to stick together and help each other out." He nodded, trying to reach down to gather the water bottles too, but struggling to not drop a can in doing so.<br><br>It'd be awkward to drop them with loud noise now and then get caught while picking them up again.<br><br>Hearing Aurora's voice he looked up and&nbsp; nod. "Yeah I'm fine we got some food and water, not much but the place was looted before us, these are scraps mostly but what the hell its still something that we can use, now lets get going again." He looked at Matthew. "Look, better chances with more folks to watch your back no?" He tried to appeal to the man to come along, but either way, he was going to head on with Aurora to get to the car. "Girl, can you please help, I don't want to drop any of this."<br><br>Bad as he felt about it, he didn't remember her name right then, or if she had even said it to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 15:12:26</strong>
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				<strong>--&nbsp; Matthew Fitzpatrick (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=102993.msg4532756#msg4532756) - Ornery and full of himself. --</strong><br><hr><br>Matthew grunted his recognition.&nbsp; "Matthew.&nbsp; And yeah, I figgered you was <em>still alive</em>."&nbsp; The man couldn't honestly tell if the boy was being a smart ass or just tweaked in the head.&nbsp; Either way, with both his back and his legs feeling sore and beat up from being curled up and then toppling down on a linoleum floor, the idea of hitching a ride for a ways suddenly seemed more appealing than biking off on his own.<br><br>"Fine, fine.&nbsp; Don't s'pose one o' ya got a truck or somethin' with a flatbed?" he asked gruffly, following after Luis with his bike and tipping the brim of his worn out baseball cap to Aurora.&nbsp; "If so I kin just hop in the back.&nbsp; If not, I kin tie this sucker to the roof or the back end."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Wayland</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 15:27:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Aurora</strong> <br><br>The young girl reached out, taking some of the supplies from Luis. "Zuzana killed one of the infected in the post office, and I saw her run out." Aurora said, helping them to the only car left. "And the others are up ahead, clearing a path." she added. <br><br>She looked over to Matthew. "I'm Aurora." she said, helping him lift his Bicycle up onto the roof of the car. She wasn't very strong, but she was able to aid him. The morning was hot, and it was only going to get hotter. She wiped the sweat from her brow as she turned back to Luis. "Who's car is this anyway? Do we have the keys?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: All That Remains (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>06-05-2011, 00:53:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zuzana ran directly back to the camp to warn the others that the town was still crawling with zombies. She looked back at the stores and saw Luis, Aurora and some unknown person making their way over, she figured it would be almost time to leave this place now.<br><br>"Who has working cars? I'm afraid I left mine in Florida so I might be in need of a ride. Also, do we know where we're going?"<br><br>Zuzana didn't like being in the dark but there was no choice, seeing as she was probably the least likely to know which good places they could head to, being an out of stater. She put her handgun back in her backpack and stood ready to leave, should the zombies spot their camp.<br><br>
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