Adam and Eves (Roleplay)
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				Title: <strong>Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 20:49:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: x-large;" class="bbc_size">Adam and Eves</span></span></strong><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: x-large;" class="bbc_size">Join (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119388.msg5215669#msg5215669) ~ Characters (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119426.msg5217566#msg5217566) ~ OOC (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119427.msg5217577#msg5217577)</span></span></strong></div><div align="center">(http://www.presidiacreative.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/apocalypse-411.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: x-large;" class="bbc_size">Wasteland (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119980.0) ~ Fallout Shelter ~ Side Stories (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=120224.msg5256023#msg5256023) </span></span><br><br><br>It has been several years after a worldwide conflict brought on a global nuclear attack. Nobody knew who struck first, but in less than two hours most major cities were destroyed. The effects of the attack left the lands nothing but a wasteland. As a consequence, human society collapsed, and survivors now fought for what was left in a dieing world. Only lucky few lived through the occurrence in underground fallout shelters. It is this world our story takes place....<br><br>Survivors in the wastelands now live in one of two ways....as scavengers or in gang like groups where the strongest in always in control. Animals...all of them. The only difference was that some traveled alone while some traveled in packs.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br></strong><div align="center"><strong>Starting Point:</strong><br>&nbsp;Briar Rose</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 20:54:12</strong>
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				The town of Briar Rose might be better avoided.&nbsp; Towns tended to have spiders - small gangs of of men holed up in little concealed fortresses with boobytraps throughout the town.&nbsp; However, she is still miles away from the destination marked on her map.&nbsp; Small towns also meant food and supplies.&nbsp; Little scattered houses not picked over by scavengers.&nbsp; It lay in her path and it was unfortunately a risk she needed to take...<br><br>The mix of dust and dirt seemed to crack under the feet of the girl, the cold air making it hard to breath even with the cloth that covered her face. Her body covered in the same cloak that was used to shield her face from this now cruel land. Now better to be a little hot rather then leave any skin to the bright, unforgiving sun. Then again with the coming winter warmth would be welcome in any form. Goggles worn on her face with tinned leases to help her eye sight, after all there where many dangers in this new world. The comign winter wind seemed to attack her every time wind started to blow. Nothing, not even the breeze, could be enjoyed anymore. There was nothing left in this area....but the human girl knew that. The outbrake made sure that this area would be nothing less then a wasteland.<br><br>The skeletons of small buildings looking down at her. Nothing but haunting memories of what use to be. Doing her best to weave in and out of the unless junk metal that use to be cars. Looking up and watching as the sun was already starting to set, knowing that it would not be safe to stay out after dark.<br><br>If not the animals and what was left of the humans, --are what use to be humans-- the elements themselves seemed to attack at night and as of late it seemed the winter storms came when the sun went down. She would have not choice but to find shelter in the old buildings for the night. In the morning she would return to looking for her final destination.<br><br>The girl would find herself on guard at all times. Even more when entering a large clearing between four buildings. Most likely a busy four way stop when this city was active. Removing the large knife from its spot on her leg. Her rifle and hand gun being saved, after all ammo was rare, and a knife didn’t need it. Moving slowly across the opening until she reached the better looking building of the four.<br><br>Even when inside she did not dare to remove any of her shielding until she knew that it was safe, looking around the first room before removing the hood of her cloak. The leather gloves on her hands almost like another layer of skin, she could swear that she could feel the ruff cloth of the cloak as she removed it‘s hood. Or maybe it was just the fact she had worn the thing so long that she knew how every inch of it felt like. The floor under her creaking softly as she moved across the buildings level. Even if she didn't know what level it was anymore. So becoming clear that she was alone here, or so it seemed. The wind picking up outside whispering threw the empty halls. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 21:16:53</strong>
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				(https://byfiles.storage.live.com/y1pnpl_0Up6-raBYVAV9Vh22vlrY-taE6IsSNN1K_zLrjomcKdICfgjQfuUR6SyywxfDiChgvLqmX4/Nike.jpg?psid=1)<br><br><strong>A few miles outside of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>Last night they'd made camp in an old barn that had been a ruin even before the war.&nbsp; It wasn't much, just a dilapadated wooden barn, but it kept the weather out and let them have a fire without attracting attention.&nbsp; That was good enough for him and better than he had to sleep in far too often, but now he was travelling with an invalid.<br><br>Nick woke up to hear his companion singing to herself.&nbsp; He'd found a captive of a small band of nomads five days ago.&nbsp; Her bound state left no doubt as to her status and decided their fates in Nick's eyes.&nbsp; He'd taken their two sentries without their knowing.&nbsp; He'd crept into camp to slit the throats of the three by the fire.&nbsp; It had all gone over smoothly.<br><br>The girl hadn't spoken.&nbsp; She'd been bound naked and was sporting recent bruises and cuts.&nbsp; He'd dressed her in the only bit of woman's clothing to be found, an inappropriate to the wilderness black dress with some low-heeled sandals.&nbsp; She hadn't responded to him at all.&nbsp; She'd just stared blankly into space and allowed herself to be led along.&nbsp; He'd scoured the camp and found little of use, some guns of questionable maintenance, a little bit of food.&nbsp; Some homemade molotov cocktails that didn't look too stable He appropriated their clothes.&nbsp; Maybe he could alter something to fit the girl.&nbsp; He'd found a flute and a pink cellphone.&nbsp; The cellphone was useless, but he took it because it was pink.&nbsp; Maybe it belonged to the girl?&nbsp; He also took their blankets and a backpack.&nbsp; The girl didn't complain when he made her his packmule.&nbsp; She didn't do anything.&nbsp; She just stared blankly into space for five days.&nbsp; He'd had to lead her by the hand and feed her like a baby.<br><br>This morning she was singing.&nbsp; He'd put her to bed naked in a pile of blankets and today she had her black dress on was singing quietly.&nbsp; He sat up in his sleeping bag keeping it bunched around him to protect his modesty (he slept naked) and listened.
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 21:23:08</strong>
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				Marie Dufay had woken that morning nude whic made her confused. She had always slept in a purple nightgown but things had bene so strange those past few days. But she had found a black dress and put it on, thinking it was her own of course as she was known to wear black on occasion. She looked over to the man sleeping and tilted her head, he was handsome sure enough but she didn't recall a name at all for him. She shrugged and began to busy herself by braiding that long hair of hers and singing softly, her voice was sweet, beautiful, the voice of a songstress, her height alone gave the guess to her age being a college student perhaps. <em>"The valley green was so serene<br>In the middle ran a stream so blue...<br>A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her true love there and she told him...<br>She would say...<br>"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br>I love you so,<br>Never let go, <br>I will be your ghost of a rose..."</em><br>She continued to sing, softly swaying by the time he woke the song ment something to her, of course it did it had been the first thing she had sang in an actual talent show. Taht one had gotton her 3rd place however but still she loved it. "<em>Her eyes believed in mysteries<br>She would lay amongst the leaves of amber<br>Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet and mild and he loved her...<br>When she would say...<br>"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br>I love you so,<br>Never let go, <br>I will be your ghost of a rose..."</em><br>Her mind had blocked out that terrible time, and all she thought was that it had been years prior, to a couple of months after the end of the world.. <br><em>"When all was done, she turned to run<br>Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her<br>And ever more he thought he saw<br>A glimpse of her upon the moors forever<br>He'd hear her say...<br>"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br>I love you so,<br>Never let go, <br>I will be your ghost of a rose..."</em><br>She finsihed then, sitting there iwth her hair nicel braided into a single long braid down her body to her ankles. This she then pinned up so taht it was hanging to her but in a loop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 21:51:53</strong>
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				For the past few days Nick had regarded the almost comatose girl as a burden he didn't really want.&nbsp; He knew she had undoubtably suffered greatly, but so had others.&nbsp; He had made promises to the dead.&nbsp; Promises he intended to keep and the broken girl slowed him down.&nbsp; He didn't make half his usual distance escorting her and she had no concept whatsoever of moving silently<br><br>Then she sang.<br><br>She sang of lost love with a voice that was as lovely as her words were haunting.&nbsp; They touched him.&nbsp; His heart wept.&nbsp; He was frozen in rapt attention unable to move until she was done.&nbsp; Ghosts better left dead danced in his memories.&nbsp; They were not restful ghosts and he had long filled himself with nothing but hate and vengence.&nbsp; She'd sowed something else, but he also felt the need for vengence more strongly than he had in months.&nbsp; He had no where to direct that violence.&nbsp; No where but the girl and it wasn't aimed at her.<br><br>It took a while before he could speak.&nbsp; He took in how the girl was acting.&nbsp; She did not look normal.&nbsp; There was something off about her presentation, but even when her song was done she had an alertness to her that she'd lacked the past few days.<br><br>"Welcome back to the land of the living.&nbsp; That was a beautiful song.&nbsp; I've never heard anything like it."<br><br>That was all truth.&nbsp; There had been music once, before WWIII, but he'd taken it for granted.&nbsp; Her song had been magical.
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 22:04:08</strong>
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				Marie jumped when he spoke after her song, she hadn't expected him to actually wake up so soon. "I.. umm t-thank you.." She said shyly, her cheeks burning red yet her eyes seemed confused. "I do not believe we have met.. I'm Marie Dufay, who are you and might I ask how we came to be traveling together?" She seriously acted as if they had just met or seemed to have no idea the situation he had rescued her from.<br><br>She watched him and her nervous habit kicked in, her fingers played with her braided hair, soft and gently.
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 22:41:57</strong>
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				Nick wasn't sure what to make of Marie Dufay.&nbsp; She blushed like a virgin and claimed not to remember how they were travelling together.&nbsp; Did she really not remember?<br><br>"My name is Nick.&nbsp; I found you a few days ago.&nbsp; You were bruised and naked.&nbsp; You looked like you'd been beaten repeatedly."&nbsp; And whipped, but perhaps not recently.&nbsp; The scars on her back were older.&nbsp; Undoubtably raped as well.&nbsp; Better not to tell her all that, or that he'd killed the men who had been abusing her.<br><br>"I've been taking care of you since then.&nbsp; You haven't really been around the past few days.&nbsp; It was like you were sleepwalking.&nbsp; You didn't really respond when I tried to talk to you."<br><br>He turned away from her and stood.&nbsp; If she wanted to see his ass, she could.&nbsp; Not much room for modesty.&nbsp; He pulled on his leather armor then turned back to face her.&nbsp; "If you don't remember me, what do you remember?"
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 00:37:25</strong>
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				Marie tilted her head and just looked at him curiously. "You must be mistaken." She said, but&nbsp; when he asked her what she remembered she took a moment and looked down. "I remember struggling this past month after the end of the world, but I was in my hometown of Nashville, this place doesn't look familiar to me at all." She said and rubbed her head. "My head hurts trying to think about it.. Still thank you for helping me out, even if i don't remember you doing that."
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 02:43:46</strong>
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				"You're welcome, Marie."<br><br>Nashville?&nbsp; Marie was a long way from home, but she talked about the end of the world as it had happened a month ago and that was more than five years ago.&nbsp; She seemed nice enough now, but she was a few fries short of a happy meal.&nbsp; Then again he wasn't the poster boy for mental health either.&nbsp; One of the old time shrinks would probably call him a psychopath suffering from post stress trauma disorder or some such.&nbsp; Did any of that matter any more?&nbsp; The old world was gone and it wasn't coming back.<br><br>"It's cold rabbit for breakfast then we'll hit the road."&nbsp; He pulled out the left-over rabbit that he'd cooked last night.&nbsp; He whipped out his knife and cut her off a leg and handed it to her.&nbsp; "You like rabbit.&nbsp; We've almost been living on it the past few days."<br><br>He attacked what was left not bothering to use his knife.&nbsp; There wasn't much meat on a rabbit, but it beat skipping breakfast. He glanced over to see if Marie was eating.&nbsp; "So, you got any skills?&nbsp; Besides singing, I mean.&nbsp; That was impressive."
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 18:13:51</strong>
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				<strong>Briar Rose</strong><br><strong>Ruined Antique Shop</strong><br><br>The building does a good job of shielding Lynn from the wind, but it is still open to the elements.&nbsp; A large plate glass that had once been a display window shattered years ago exposing the building to outdoors.&nbsp; Judging by the contents of the building it had once been an antique store.&nbsp; Some of the furniture near the back still looked intact.&nbsp; One good thing was that there was plenty of wood.&nbsp; It wouldn't be hard finding fuel for a fire.&nbsp; This store didn't look like it had been picked over much at all.&nbsp; Not that was surprising.&nbsp; Antique furniture didn't have much survival value.&nbsp; Among the furniture there was an old hand crank gramophone and records.&nbsp; It looked like it might still work.&nbsp; Trying it out wouldn't be too wise. The sound would carry and there might be people hiding somewhere in town.&nbsp; In fact...<br><br>The wind brought the smell of smoke.&nbsp; Somewhere in town there was a fire.&nbsp; That meant people.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 20:16:41</strong>
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				Marie looked at him. "I can sew, and cook of course." Well, correction, she knew hwo to use electronics to cook and the occasional stew over a fire. "I like.. rabbit?" She asked him curiously. "How long was I.. in this.. state you said I was in?"
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 20:57:17</strong>
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				"I don't know.&nbsp; At least for the five days since I found you.&nbsp; It might have been longer."&nbsp; He didn't get the feeling she was faking it, but he didn't have a clue how to fix her.&nbsp; "Maybe the best thing is just to let it lie for now, Marie.&nbsp; Try your rabbit.&nbsp; It's good."<br><br>Then just about anything edible was good these days.&nbsp; Judging by her looks Marie wasn't starving, but she wasn't exactly well-fed either.&nbsp; Nick ate his rabbit, then dusted off his hands.<br><br>"Cooking is a good skill.&nbsp; Sewing is even better.&nbsp; You need new clothes.&nbsp; The weather shifted last night.&nbsp; Cold wind blowing today. That dress you have on won't keep you warm.&nbsp; I've got some men's clothes for you.&nbsp; They'll probably fit you like a burlap sack.&nbsp; If I give you a sewing kit, could you cut them down to fit yourself?"<br><br>There was a town not too far away and there were always isolated farmhouses, but he'd rather have her dressed properly with the wind blowing like it is.
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 21:17:12</strong>
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				Marie nodded and nibbled at her rabbit, she knew she had to eat, if she didn't she knew she would perish quickly. "It is good." She said, chewing more on it until it was finished.<br><br>She looked up at him and nodded. "Yes, if I had access to a kit, I could fully fit clothing to fit my body, even yours if you wanted." she offered, looking at him curiously. "Nick.. Where are we exactly?" She asked, she knew by this point she had a gap in her memory, but she didn't know just how big of one.
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>23-09-2011, 21:42:46</strong>
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				Nick opened his backpack and began digging through things until he found his sewing kit.&nbsp; It was more of an emergency repair kit, but it had the essentials: needles and thread and a small pair or scissors.&nbsp; He took it out.<br><br>"We're in Eastern Colorado, about two hundred miles southeast of the ruins of Denver.&nbsp; This used to be the American heartland, amber waves of grain and all that shit.&nbsp; They call it the wasteland now.&nbsp; There is a small town closeby, Briar Rose.&nbsp; It's just a little dot on the map.&nbsp; We'll probably go there tomorrow."<br><br>He handed her the sewing kit and pointed to the packback he had her carrying.&nbsp; "There are some men's clothes in there.&nbsp; You're going to spend today making yourself some winter clothes.&nbsp; I'll go hunting for meat."&nbsp; He was telling her now, not asking.&nbsp; He considered her a liability.&nbsp; He needed to know if she would at least follow orders.&nbsp; He wasn't too harsh, she'd been abused and raped, but this wasn't a democracy.&nbsp; He'd make the rules.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 05:44:33</strong>
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				Marie gasped. "C-Colorado? I'm really so far from my home?" She tremblied lightly, like she would panic but when he spoke her mind snapped back in order and she looked at him, taking the kit and the pack. "A-As you wish." She said, starting to dig aroudn the pack for the clothes, one look said they weren't the best, but she shrugged and started to lay them flat, before taking the measurements and measuring herself for good measure before measuring out the clothes and cutting them slowly, triple checking her work.
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 06:36:35</strong>
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				Although Marie stuttered a bit when he gave her an order, she complied and set about doing womanly things with the clothing and the sewing kit.<br><br>"Thank you, Marie."&nbsp; He forced a smile, but he wasn't sure she noticed.&nbsp; Nick knew just enough about sewing to reapir his clothes.&nbsp; What she was doing had a familiar feel to it and looked purposeful.&nbsp; She really did know sewing.&nbsp; That was something at least.&nbsp; He got out his bow and strung it, put on his quiver and got his all-weather parka out and dressed for the cold.<br><br>"Marie, look at me."&nbsp; He waited until he had her gaze and locked his eyes on hers.&nbsp; "I'm going to be gone for at least a few hours.&nbsp; It's not safe outside.&nbsp; I want you to stay here in the barn and sew.&nbsp; If you get the clothes done before I get back, don't wander off whatever you do.&nbsp; You can sing quietly here if you wish.&nbsp; There are bad people out there.&nbsp; You understand me?"
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				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 14:05:43</strong>
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				Marie continued to do her sewing making sure it turned out right. She was just starting to cut when he told her to look at him, and she paused. Her head moved up to look at him and she nodded, a blush to her cheek. "Y-Yes Nick I promise I shant leave this room." she said, before going back to cutting of the cloth.
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				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 18:52:47</strong>
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				"Good girl, Marie."&nbsp; Why he'd said that he wasn't sure.&nbsp; Just something about her manner that made him think of her like a child even though she was a grown woman.&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; "I'll be back."<br><br>He left wondering the fuck he was doing with Marie.&nbsp; She was nothing but a liability, but he couldn't leave her.&nbsp; She'd either be dead or someone's sex slave within a week.&nbsp; He didn't even like leaving her alone to hunt.&nbsp; Memories haunted him of the column of black smoke over Sheep's Bend and him two days out.&nbsp; Of what he'd found when he'd returned.&nbsp; For a while his eyes kept wandering to the barn checking that it was still safe.&nbsp; Then he got into his hunting mode.&nbsp; His mind passive, his senses open and alert as he ghosted through the wasteland looking for game.&nbsp; He picked up one scrawny rabbit, but that wasn't much.&nbsp; He kept an eye out for more as he headed closer to Briar Rose.<br><br>He passed an old farmhouse.&nbsp; It had seen battle.&nbsp; There were holes blown all through it.&nbsp; Someone had been holed up in there and tried to ride it.&nbsp; Someone else came and took everything they had.&nbsp; That was the way of the world now.<br><br>He found a strange pile of scat.&nbsp; Nothing he'd ever seen before.&nbsp; A fairly large animal.&nbsp; Bigger than rabbit for sure.&nbsp; He started following it and found more scat and hooved prints.&nbsp; What the fuck?&nbsp; It sure wasn't cows.&nbsp; He followed the trail up into the hills and there he found them.<br><br>Goats.&nbsp; A whole fucking flock of goats.&nbsp; More meat in one place than he'd seen in one place in a long time.&nbsp; With meat like this he and Marie could camp here a while, eat well and... His mind jumped like a needle on a record.&nbsp; Then someone would come take it all from them.&nbsp; That's what always happened now.&nbsp; What did he think would happen?&nbsp; They'd settle down raise goats and have happy fat babies?&nbsp; Marie was damaged goods and he had a mission.&nbsp; There was no happy ever afters in either of their futures.&nbsp; No happy ever afters for anyone any long.&nbsp; He'd already left her alone to long.&nbsp; He needed to drop a goat and get back.<br><br>He took aim and picked one off easily.&nbsp; A nice shot in the heart.&nbsp; He charged them bellowing to scatter the flock with an arrow nocked in case they attacked, but they fled.&nbsp; He whipped out his knife and gutted the goat while it was still warm.&nbsp; He hauled the field dressed carcass up on his shoulders and headed back.&nbsp; After a few steps he broke into a jog.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 00:44:11</strong>
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				Marie finished the clothing in under no time at all, a couple of hours to fix it, try it on, then fix it to fit her body. When she was done with that, she sighed a moment and tried to think.. When the world ended, it had been so chaotic, Her mother, father, and little brother all dead and onyl she survived. Now she had a big gap in her mind, one look at a&nbsp; functional clock told her just how long. "five years? What happened to me?" She wondered to herself, but set to work looking for a knife or sharp objects, and throw them. First thing to go was her cell phone, that thing was useless save for time but it was all but dead anyway. "Wait, we're in a barn.. So maybe. We would need.." Her mind got flashes here and there, a bed, fixed up barn, and a kid practicing archery with nick, daddy.. and her sewing them new clothes. "What am I thinking." She said, as she started to fix herself up a little area in the loft, a look out point to see out and watch on both sides. She even made a plank which she secured with old nails she found and a rock to nail them in.<br><br>When Nick would return, he'd not see Marie, but a latter that led upstairs into the loft, as well as all their things moved up there as well, she would wait until she caught sight of him, before she would poke her head down and call out. "Up here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 01:11:48</strong>
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				He'd been gone for nearly five hours before he returned with his kills.&nbsp; He'd jogged all the way back.&nbsp; He'd left Marie alone and dark memories had pushed him to hurry.&nbsp; He had a dread that he'd return to find her corpse, but there were only his tracks and hers leading into the barn.&nbsp; He pushed into the barn and didn't see her at first, but the she called out from the loft.<br><br>"What are you doing up there?"&nbsp; He was confused and relieved.&nbsp; "Doesn't matter.&nbsp; Come on down.&nbsp; I brought dinner."<br><br>He caught sight of her now and she could sew.&nbsp; The altered men's clothing weren't exactly flattering on her, but they sure looked warmer.&nbsp; "Nice work on the sewing.&nbsp; You said you could cook, too."<br><br>He laid down the goat and the rabbit.&nbsp; He knew how to cook rabbit just fine.&nbsp; Skewer them and roast them.&nbsp; There wasn't much else to do with the goat either.&nbsp; Not like they had proper cooking utensils.&nbsp; Didn't really matter.&nbsp; It was food.&nbsp; A lot of food and his stomach rumbled in anticipation of the rare pleasure of being able to eat until he was full.<br><br>"I'll get a fire going and leave you to the cooking."<br><br>Tomorrow they should go into town.&nbsp; Pots and pans should be easy to salvage.&nbsp; He used to carry them, but he'd tossed them years ago.&nbsp; Didn't seem necessary on his own.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 02:30:52</strong>
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				Marie nodded and climbed down. "I.. I figured it was safer up in the loft.&nbsp; I got a little scared on my own." She said softly but looked at him. "I'll need a knife or to have you skint he creatures." She had no qualms with eating the animals, which ment she would survive likely. "I could mend your clothes too if you like Nick." She said softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 03:05:37</strong>
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				"You're right.&nbsp; It was a bit safer in the loft."&nbsp; Not that it would have slowed down a gang very long, but he could understand it was scary for her being alone.&nbsp; He only knew some of what she was blocking out and that was bad enough.&nbsp; He reached out a hand and grabbed hers helping her off the ladder.<br><br>He handed her his knife, a big sharp hunting knife.&nbsp; "Here, you'll need this.&nbsp; I gutted them, but I didn't skin them.&nbsp; Try to get the skins off in one piece."<br><br>He was thinking of curing them.&nbsp; Although that he'd need chemicals for that.&nbsp; And what about clothes?&nbsp; "My armor is in good shape, my clothes could use repair... but we're going to have to go in to Briar Rose.&nbsp; There are too many things we need.&nbsp; Hopefully we can find me some good clothes there.&nbsp; &nbsp;Make a good meal.&nbsp; After it we'll move closer to town find someplace just outside town to camp."<br><br>He gathered wood for a bit, easy enough to do in a wooden barn that was falling apart.&nbsp; He organized it into a fire as Marie took care of his kills.&nbsp; He noticed she knew how to turn a dead animal into a meal.&nbsp; Somehow he doubted she learned that before WWIII.&nbsp; So she remembered some things.&nbsp; Did she understand how dangerous going into a town would be?&nbsp; There was a good chance there were armed men in the town.&nbsp; Men who would gladly kill him and take her as their slave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 05:50:35</strong>
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				Marie indeed wasted no time in skinning the animals largely in one piece,&nbsp; a couple of cuts here and there as she wasn't perfect at the skill but she did well enough.<br><br>Soon she was cooking a bit of the fried meat on several sticks, making them like BBQ minus the sauce. "It should be ready soon, hand me your clothes and I can fix them for you." She said, Leather was easily workable with some time, lord knew she had watched a lot of shows before about it, but cloth was no problem at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 11:24:10</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, A picked over store front on the main street</strong><br><br>Briar Rose, was a shit hole of a little town and so far had yielded nothing more then some water, some material that could be turned into clothing if she had the time, inclination or skill to do so, a few cans of spam not exactly her favorite and a gang of pain in the asses who'd been chasing her for three days. When the world ended Fox had learned quickly that the only way she was going to survive was to toss the rule book out the window. This was a world where Darwin was king, only the fitest would survive and she was going to be one of the. <br><br>Early on she'd discovered the gangs in any town or city always had supplies in abundance and more often then not those supplies were scattered in caches and guarded by only a few people and a plethora of traps. With a backround in mechanics she'd found the traps to be little more then a speed bump, it was the guards that had proved a problem at first but after one particular month as a captured pet many of her sympathies went out the window. It was kill or be killed and she wasn't offering up her head.<br><br>Like in any other town she came across she went into Briar Rose with only one goal in mind, get more food and clothing for winter then get the hell out of there but it seemed from the very moment she showed up she and Briar Rose were destine to be enemies. First this gang didn't work as the others she'd run across. No instead all their supplies were held in one large building always guarded by several people. As it would happen when she tried to get in there they saw her and gave chase. She was lucky enough to lose them among the tumbling buildings but it seemed everytime she'd moved past the main street looking for something of use she'd see one of them and the chase would be on once more. Either she had the worst luck on the planet when it came to this town or they were closing in on her hidding place, neither option was good.<br><br>It was on her third day she was eating a strip of jerky and drinking water when a shadow past her little hide out. Instantly she was on alert her fingers curled around the familiar shape of her butterfly knife. she moved quietly easing to the frame that had once been a window and now was little more then a hole in the wall peeking out into the harsh daylight hoping against hope that the gang wasn't on her door step in a manner of speaking.<br><br>Instead the person she saw was wrapped in a cloak unlike the gang who seemed partial to furs oddly enough and though it was impossible to tell Fox was left with the distinct impression it was a girl pulling the knife and moving with a cautionary grace. Fox's interest was piqued to say the least. she rarely ran across other solitary people and ever fewer were in any kind of shape. This was the first one in almost 6 month she'd seen that didn't look like they were about to kneel over and if her guess was correct the first girl. It seemed girls especially pretty ones had a habit of turning into play things for the leaders of the new world.<br><br>Fox watched the girl a shadow among the shadows as she crossed the empty section of road and took shelter just up the street in a nicer building then hers that she'd scouted a few days ago but decided against hoping by picking something run down the gang would be less likely to check. Though she was interested in meeting the wanderer she hesitated for now needing to think about it first and in the end with the streets quiet once more she went back to her meal of dried meat and water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 15:03:24</strong>
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				<strong>Wasteland, five miles outside of Briar Rose.&nbsp; An abandonded barn</strong><br><br>He didn't really think his clothes needed mending that much.&nbsp; They really needed washing, but bathing and washing clothes was a luxury from another age.&nbsp; However, he recognized that Marie was trying to be useful.&nbsp; So he decided to go along with her.<br><br>"Fine, but don't ruin our supper."<br><br>He took off his leather armor.&nbsp; His undershirt was a men's sweatshirt, a size too small so it stretched over his frame.&nbsp; It was wearing at the collars where the armor rubbed and could probably use some padding there.&nbsp; He stripped it off and handed it to Marie.&nbsp; That exposed his chest.&nbsp; He had hard muscle there and on his arms.&nbsp; Bowhunting to survive was good for working the upper body.&nbsp; It took more than arm muscles to pull a bow.<br><br>"Here you can get started on my shirt."<br><br>He removed his leggings next.&nbsp; He was wearing a pair of thermal underwear under them that were ratty at the bottom, but otherwise in good repair.&nbsp; He looked at the clothes they'd liberated from the men who'd captured Marie.&nbsp; He found a pair of paints that would work.&nbsp; He glanced at Marie before he changed.&nbsp; She was cooking and sewing and waiting for his underwear.&nbsp; He was aware of her eyes on him, but wasn't going to be too modest.&nbsp; They were living in closed quarters.&nbsp; He'd already seen her naked, dressed and undressed her for that matter.&nbsp; He stripped on down to full nude and handed her his thermal underwear.&nbsp; Naked his legs were as well muscled as his chest.&nbsp; His left leg was marked by multiple pink splashes of scar tissue, but looked otherwise healthy.<br><br>He handed them to Marie, keeping his eyes locked on hers.&nbsp; "Here you go."<br><br>He dressed in the large pants he'd found from one her captors.&nbsp; Oddly he was now aware of Marie as a woman.&nbsp; Despite handling her naked he hadn't really been aware of her as sexual for the past few days.&nbsp; She'd been a victim, too close to the all the female corpses of his loved ones that he'd had to buried.&nbsp; Now, she was alive again and Marie was certainly a woman and an attractive one at that.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 16:14:30</strong>
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				Marie's breath caught in her throat for a moment when he stripped nude, oh dear she hadn't expected him to strip right there in front of her! She took the clothes quickly and turned away, cheeks hot with blush as she looked at the fire. "I.. I.. I'll get started and watch the food, y-you go.. do.. something.." She was embarrassed and acting just like a virgin, despite the fact of where he had found her in, which might have meant that perhaps she had been a virgin when she had been taken, captured and raped. In fact for no apparent reason to her,&nbsp; she was crying she giggled then. "so silly, I don't even have a reason to be crying now.." She muttered to herself, but the flash was there just the same..<br><br>5 men, all strong and handsome had approached her asking for a bit of help with something. she'd offered to mend their clothes innocently enough, but the moment they were naked their eyes changed, and the memory ended with her shaking. Since she was shaking a bit, she gave a little yip when she pricked herself, sucking on the finger that had gotten pricked but just lightly, it would heal over quickly enough. "ow.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 19:00:33</strong>
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				<strong>Wasteland, five miles outside of Briar Rose.&nbsp; An abandonded barn</strong><br><br>Her reaction was innocent.&nbsp; She blushed and stammered and averted her eyes.&nbsp; It had been a long time since he'd seen innocence.&nbsp; Not since Sheep's Bend.&nbsp; Then she started crying and laughing and he was reminded that she wasn't innocent.&nbsp; She was damaged upstairs.&nbsp; She was a rape and abuse victim.&nbsp; He shouldn't have undressed in front of her.<br><br>"I'm sorry that I startled you.&nbsp; I'm not..."&nbsp; He started to say he wasn't a bad man, but that wasn't the truth.&nbsp; He was a bad man.&nbsp; He could take a man's life with an arrow from the darkness with no regrets.&nbsp; He'd killed before and had a lot more killing to do before he was done.&nbsp; However, he wasn't the kind of bad man that raped women.&nbsp; "... I'm not going to hurt you, Marie.&nbsp; Or make you do anything you don't want to do."<br><br>He busied himself about the barn for a bit letting her cook and sew.&nbsp; He gathered a bit more wood for the fire and checked out an old pile of debris to see if anything could be salvaged.&nbsp; Most of it was worthless, but he did find a good piece of hickory that had once been a pitchfork handle.&nbsp; It looked solid enough to make a good arrowshaft.&nbsp; He took out his woodworking kit and sat down near Marie and began working the piece of wood.&nbsp; He started by simply trimming it down.<br><br>He glanced at Marie as he worked admiring her form.&nbsp; It had been years since he'd seen a live woman.&nbsp; His cock knew what it wanted, but his mind told him that she was a victim and a liability.&nbsp; Meanwhile she stirred memories good and bad of the women he'd lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 20:07:12</strong>
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				Marie looked up at him and gave him a soft smile. "O.. oh it's nothing I just.. I remembered something is all." She said. Her own body knew what it wanted as well but how could she even think of something like that about Nick?<br><br>As he busied himself with his arrow making she was sewing steadily and every so often would pause to check the food, turning it over a couple times. "Nick?" She asked after a while longer of silence. "Would you, teach me to shoot a bow?" She asked, she knew her paltry skills wouldn't keep her alive for long on her own, and she felt that Nick would abandon her yet she couldn't bring herself to beg him to stay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 20:31:22</strong>
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				<strong>Briar Rose<br>Ruined Antique Shop</strong><br><br>Each foot step seemed to echo through the building. The old run down Antique Shop had seen much better days. <br><br>The build seemed to crack and creak, the evening wind seeming to whisper threw its hall ways and empty rooms. The girl giving the knife a one over in her hand, not knowing if a human or mutant would come running out of the nowhere at her. The female keeping her guard about her, often looking over her shoulder to view the path she had taken. <br><br>Even when she got deeper into the main room she would not stop, not even a moment to remove the hood of her cloak or to readjust her gear--gear that took her what felt like a lifetime to gather and put together. Something about this place did not fell right, it had looked safe but now she was getting a different feeling. The smell of smoke coming from outside the building however made her second think leaving. <br><br>Where there was smoke there was fire, where there was fire there was humans. Human…more like wild dogs. She herself had often been called a wolf; then again being called such an animal was an honor. They were such strong, beautiful animals able to survive no matter what was thrown their way…much like herself. <br><br>She was no angel after all, no she knew she was a woman and knew that her body was the most valuable thing she owned.&nbsp; In these times she could often trade it for a meal or a warm place to sleep for the night. After all most people –in gangs or not—or more akin to listening to reason and willing to deal after a few of their friends were gunned down by a sniper or had a gun to their head. Not that she would be doing such things tonight. <br><br>No, one more look around shop and she would see a few things that could be of use. Glass on the floor could be easily turned into “one time knifes”, a few cast iron pots and pans hung in one of the intact windows, and a baby grand piano meant piano wires….<br><br>Yes to most this place was just fire wood but to her it was a treasure trove of useful items and possible weapons.&nbsp; Maybe she could even find some can goods, after all most Antique Shop owners lived in the back of the shop. She just hoped people over looked such information. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 21:16:48</strong>
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				Nick looked at her when she said that she remembered something.&nbsp; He doubted it could be anything good.&nbsp; He had no idea how to deal with her issues.&nbsp; There was some bad shit in her head and someday it would probably come out.&nbsp; She needed another woman, a shoulder to cry on.&nbsp; Someone who can handle that emotional shit.&nbsp; His answer - just let it be and keep working on turning a hunk of hickory into an arrow shaft.&nbsp; Until she asked him to teach her to shoot a bow.<br><br>"Oh hell no."&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; "It takes years to learn how to shoot a bow Marie.&nbsp; I'd have to start by making or finding you a starter bow.&nbsp; I doubt you could even string my bow.&nbsp; It's about a 75 pound draw."<br><br>Besides Marie was just too broken.&nbsp; She didn't have the discipline.&nbsp; "No, a bow isn't for you.&nbsp; We just don't have the time.&nbsp; What you need is a shotgun, preferably sawed-off.&nbsp; That's the weapon for you."<br><br>He had a lot of reasons for it.&nbsp; It takes very little skill to use a shotgun and even in the hands of someone unskilled it was a deadly weapon.&nbsp; Marie intimidated too easily.&nbsp; She needed something that didn't require steady aim.&nbsp; Something she could point and shoot if someone ever found her while he was away.&nbsp; It might just save her ass.&nbsp; It had the extra value that he'd hear a gunshot from a long way off if he was out hunting.<br><br>"Yet another reason for us to go into Briar Rose."&nbsp; He hated it, but there was no way around it.&nbsp; "That goat ready yet, Marie?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 21:39:40</strong>
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				Marie nodded. "ooh..&nbsp; if you say so Nick." She responded, looking down and checking the goat and rabbit, picking up the goat and handing it to him. "It's got a tiny bit of pink in the middle, but it's done for human consumption."<br><br>She herself took the rabbit, and set the clothes down nice and neat, she woudl finish the last stitching when she had finished eating. "Briar Rose, it sounds like it was a nice town before all this happened.." She said wistfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 00:17:55</strong>
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				He took the meat and dug in.&nbsp; He'd never had goat, but it tasted pretty damn good.&nbsp; Then again any food was good food.&nbsp; This wasn't a real test of Marie's cooking skills.&nbsp; He wondered what she could do with real herbs in a real kitchen.&nbsp; The best food he'd eaten had been after the war, not the processed stuff, but fresh meat and farm raised produce cooked up just right.<br><br>"It's good, Marie.&nbsp; It's real good."&nbsp; If only he could have that again.&nbsp; Marie might be damaged goods, but she knew cooking and sewing.&nbsp; Not to mention she could sing.&nbsp; An image flashed through his mind of the two of them playing house: Marie tending the home, sewing, cooking up his kills with him hunting, maybe farming a little.&nbsp; For a moment there were even children in the dream.&nbsp; Then he saw them all dead.<br><br>“Briar Rose probably was a good place once.&nbsp; It’s dangerous now.&nbsp; It’s every man for himself.”&nbsp; There were no safe havens.&nbsp; He knew that.&nbsp; Besides he had promises to keep.&nbsp; He ate his meat.&nbsp; “We should move right after we eat.&nbsp; A fire in the daylight leaves smoke.&nbsp; It might attract attention.”<br><br>A small fire, so a small chance, but Marie wasn’t the only one with ghosts sealed away and his were rattling their chains.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 00:38:31</strong>
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				Marie gave him a smile as he complimented her cooking, truely she did wish herself to have a place to settle downa dn begin anew, but in these days, she knew taht dream was only just that, but the hope was still there. While she ifnished she got another litle flash of a dream, Nick the big strong hunter, comming back and greeting two wonderful children, both boys actually, while a little girl was just finishing sewing some of Nick's clothes all better, and Marie just finishing up cooking his last kill and some veggies obviously hand grown.<br><br>Marie sighed. "Nick have you.. Ever had a dream you knew couldn't come true?" She asked suddenly, wistfully again. "Your right though. I'm finished so i'll gather the things." She said, standing up and rather quickly gathering the things they had into packs, a little more organized than Nick had put them before actually, she'd even found a wagon that only needed a little oil to run smoothly enough to be loaded. "nick, I found a wagon there, just a little oil I think, and we can use to to hold things." she suggested, but quickly finished Nicks shirt and pants, handing them back to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 04:26:40</strong>
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				<strong>Wasteland, five miles outside of Briar Rose.&nbsp; An abandonded barn</strong><br><br>"Dreams don't come true any more."&nbsp; Sad, but true.<br><br>He looked at the wagon and then he looked at the Marie.&nbsp; She looked so hopeful.&nbsp; She wanted to be told she'd done good.&nbsp; He didn't have the heart to tell her just then that the wagon would be slow and noisy and would draw attention.&nbsp; He was a survivor.&nbsp; Stealth, marksmanship, and a silent weapon were his strength.&nbsp; Pulling that wagon someone would spot them and blow his head off from a distance.&nbsp; Then rape her before his body was even cold.<br><br>"Maybe when we leave Briar Rose.&nbsp; If we find too much to carry."&nbsp; He had a sad smile on his face.&nbsp; Marie really was a liability.&nbsp; She simply didn't understand, but he couldn't abandon her.&nbsp; He dressed in his clothes.&nbsp; This time he turned his back to her so he merely showed his ass.&nbsp; He did it for her innocence.&nbsp; She reacted to strongly when he'd undressed before.&nbsp; "Good job with the mending and the packing, Marie.&nbsp; You're helping."<br><br><br>"We need to get moving.&nbsp; We're going off road.&nbsp; We need to find an overlook where I can spy on town with binoculars.&nbsp; Move as silently as you can."&nbsp; He reached out and took her hand.&nbsp; That's how he led her for five days.&nbsp; Maybe it wasn't needed now, but she was like a child and he wanted to be sure he knew where she was.&nbsp; Quietly he led her out into the wasteland and toward Briar Rose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 05:15:19</strong>
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				Marie looke da bit dejected but gave him a smile when he said she as helping. "It was only an idea Nick." A bad one, and felt liek face palming for how stupid it was to bring it up. but she kept that smile on her face and followed behind him, blushing a tad when a thought crossed her mind of seeing more of him nude.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 06:24:09</strong>
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				<strong>The wastelands, outskirts of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>Nick guided Marie away from the little farm-to-market road that led to Briar Rose.&nbsp; He needed to follow the road, but he didn't want to be close to it.&nbsp; The road had a high chance of being watched and guarded.&nbsp; Travelling cross country was slower, but much safer.&nbsp; He didn't talk.&nbsp; He ghosted, walking silently and extending his senses, alert for game and danger.&nbsp; Watching and listening especially for the greatest danger of all - other humans.<br><br>Dusk found Nick scouting a house near the edge in town.&nbsp; The location was perfect for his needs.&nbsp; It was a large brick home sitting on a small hill overlooking town.&nbsp; The view would be perfect.&nbsp; Perhaps a little too perfect.&nbsp; There might be a spider at home. The house itself wasn't intact.&nbsp; It had obviously been looted, broken windows, broken front door, but that didn't mean it was empty.<br><br>Nick pulled Marie to him.&nbsp; "Break out the blankets.&nbsp; We'll watch that house from here until it gets dark. It's cold.&nbsp; I'm waiting to see if anyone starts a fire.&nbsp; Sit beside me and throw the blankets over both of us.&nbsp; We'll share bodyheat."<br><br>He wasn't making a pass.&nbsp; The sun was going down and the wind was getting cold.&nbsp; He would rather be in the shelter of that ruined house, but he wasn't at all sure it was safe.&nbsp; He also felt uneasy.&nbsp; Something about Briar Rose gave him a bad vibe.&nbsp; Then he spotted it, a little trail of smoke from a chimney in town.&nbsp; Yes, the town was occupied.&nbsp; He alternated his binoculars between the house just in front of them and the town farther down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 07:10:30</strong>
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				Marie nodded and stayed silent like he had told her to do, only now would she break out the blanket, throwing it over them both and she didn't seem to mind, though again thoughts of sexual advances did cross her mind, she didn't say anything about them at all.<br><br>She kept silent, she didn't want to make him angry by saying possibly the wrong thing or being too loud when obviously he was trying to be sneaky., though after a few hours of watching him she whipered so softly. "Nick.. W-what are we looking for?" She asked him curiously.<br><br>[Pardon that last being total suckage, but my mind was frazzled at 12 am &gt;.&lt;]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 09:20:11</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>Fox ate slowly trying to convince her nagging belly that the two pieces of dried meat were a feast worth savoring. It wasn't working. The food settled in her belly and she knew she wouldn't starve today but she'd lost more weight since coming here weight she'd need to put back on if she wanted to make it through the winter. She glared at her pack holding several can of spam. She'd probably end up eating them before the week was out. <br><br>The woman, though she wasn't sure the stranger was one she'd taken to calling her; that nagged at her. She needed to go out look for something of use int the place next door to the antique place but with the woman there Fox was hesitant. In the end though her nagging belly won out. The place looked like a broken out restaurant&nbsp; there might be some kind of food stuff still there. <br><br>Wrapping her shoulders and head in large thin black scarf like she used to see desert dwellers wear before the end of the world. She stashed her pack using one of the gangs traps so if anyone entered the building a bell would go off and in the near silence it would alert her. She made her her knives were on her and the guns cold metal pressed firmly into the small of her back, an unwelcome weight.<br><br>Quietly as she could she slipped out of the window. Glancing around she took the risk of running across the street to the cover of the other buildings she could take cover in if something went bad. She was a bit too loud running considering her new neighbor but there was little she could do in the hiking boots that made sneaky tricky on most days and down right hard the rest of the time. Slowly she crossed antiques place being quiet when an idea came to her.<br><br>She'd traded with other people all men before, a woman would pose a lot less of a threat and chances were she didn't know the gang wanted her. On impulse Fox picked up a few pebbles and tossed them into the building listening to the bounce along the floor. She wistled a little tune that sounded like a bird that lived no where near her and then booked it across the street. Lithe and in shape used to running she got into the building across the street and crouched down her black clothing blending into the shadows and she watched to see if the woman showed up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 17:37:29</strong>
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				<strong>Briar Rose<br>Ruined Antique Shop</strong><br><br>Her rifle now rested against the checkout counter, her pack on the floor next to it. Already she had placed one of the lighter cast-iron pans into it…even if it was still on the heavy side, and a zip-lock bag of piano wire. A safe opened, and money lay scattered across the floor. Funny just six years ago the money would have been the only thing this store would have been raided for. Not the paper was only good for starting a fire. She had found ammo, though it was the wrong caliber for her guns. <br><br>Now it seemed Wolf had turned her attention to a locked door in the back of the store. Sure it might have been storage, but the girl had hopes it was something else. A strong shoulder being rammed into the hard wooden door, that’s when she heard something. <br><br>She lowered her body to the ground, once more pulling the large knife from her boot. Another pebble flying in threw the broken class and landing just at her feet. What was going on? Better yet who was trying to draw her attention? Slowly she would low crawl her way to the door way, pulling her body up so she could sit with her back against the door way…turning just her upper body to look out the door way. Another pebble, hunter’s eyes catching sight of who it was throwing them.<br><br>The bird like whistle making her heart jump a little, looking around to see if the girl was signaling someone. No, it seemed whoever it was had seen the wolf first and was trying to signal her. A soft laugh leaving her lips as the other woman darted across the street and into the shadows. That would be her signal. <br><br>Slowly she would move back into the building, back toward the safe and the checkout counter. She would give it a quick look over once more, looking through drawers and low shelving. She found something…something she could use for the time being. With a flip of a switch a dim light turned on. Sure it seemed it would die soon but it would be enough to signal the other. Wolf making her way back to the door way and turning on the flash light. Blinking it a few times fast…and waited for the other to make her move. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 23:08:15</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>Fox watched the flashing light and her eye brows drew together. "if that's supposed to be Morris code I'm screw. Who even knows that anymore." She complained in a hushed tone with a shake of her head talking to herself as had become her habit in the last few years. The person knew where she was her crouching down and hiding seemed to have done no good since the flashlight was aimed just at her, actually hurting her eyes a bit, leaving ghost imprints in her vision.<br><br>Fox stood up and drew back the scarf enough to reveal delicate face and red hair. Her face was streaked with dust and her hair a little muted but over all she looked clean. She held up her hands and clumsily signaled trade as she whistled the bird song again. With the scarf hanging down over the length of her arms it left much of her abscure. She lifted her arms palms up showing she was if not unarmed at least not holding anything at the ready, through that could change in a moments notice. <br><br>Approaching someone was always a gamble some people had just gone crazy after then end and took on violence as a hobby. Fox's nerves were stretched tight as she took a few steps away from any kind of shelter and out into the street, into the open, indicating they should meet in the middle, neutral ground as it were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 00:24:59</strong>
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				Nick cuddled up to Marie, not making a pass just that the wind was damned cold and her body heat was welcome.&nbsp; At least that's what his thinking mind said.&nbsp; His cock was very much aware that Marie was a woman.<br><br>"We're watching two things."&nbsp; He handed her the binoculars.&nbsp; "Look at the big house by the church.&nbsp; See the smoke coming out of the chimney and the glow at the windows?&nbsp; Where there's smoke, there's people.&nbsp; We're watching to get a glimpse of what kind of people they are.&nbsp; They're pretty cocky to be starting a fire before it is full dark.&nbsp; I want to know how tough they are and what kind of weaponry they're packing."<br><br>He paused.&nbsp; "We're also watching that house in front of it.&nbsp; Yes, it's been looted, but it is in prime location.&nbsp; From here you have a good look over the whole town.&nbsp; If I was running a gang and I had the manpower, I'd have a lookout here.&nbsp; If I didn't have the manpower, I'd boobie trap it.&nbsp; It's a good place for us to camp tonight, but I'm waiting to see if there is a sentry posted here."<br><br>He lay one hand on Marie's back.&nbsp; "Patience is even more important than stealth both in hunting and in war.&nbsp; We know they're out there.&nbsp; We wait.&nbsp; We watch.&nbsp; We count.&nbsp; Better to be cautious than dead."&nbsp; He said it with authority that came from experience."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 14:35:10</strong>
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				Marie made a soft sound as she looked through the binoculars. Of course when she saw something move she handed them back quickly and pointed at the church. "I thought I saw something in the window Nick." She whispered to him, actually enjoying cuddling with him and taking part in something important.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 20:02:59</strong>
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				Nick took the binoculars from Marie and focused them on the big house by the church.&nbsp; Was there motion in the window.&nbsp; Yes, there damn sure was.<br><br>“Looks like a man, hard to be sure.&nbsp; He’s silhouetted by the glow of the fire behind him.&nbsp; He has a weapon on his back.&nbsp; Some kind of rifle.&nbsp; Good eyes, Marie.”&nbsp; He stroked her back, in what he meant to be a comforting gesture.&nbsp; His eyes stayed fixed on the window.&nbsp; “He’s a smoker.&nbsp; I see the cigarette and also the sentry.”<br><br>They weren't being careful.&nbsp; Nick was too far away from here, but up close he could put an arrow in him without being seen.&nbsp; “I could take him.&nbsp; Might be worth it.&nbsp; Stir up the hornet’s nest.”&nbsp; He weighed the possibility.&nbsp; Nick was of the opinion that most raiders deserved death on general principles even if they weren’t the ones he was hunting.&nbsp; However, what if they weren’t raiders.&nbsp; It was possible (but not at all likely) that he was looking at a gang of spiders, maybe there were women and kids inside the building.&nbsp; He had no proof they were raiders.&nbsp; Although they sure felt more like raiders than spiders.<br><br>He kept watching until the man tossed his cigarette and moved away from the window.&nbsp; “We’ll keep watching Marie, until it is full dark.&nbsp; Then we’ll find someplace to sleep and spy more in the daylight.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 18:28:40</strong>
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				<strong>The Streets of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>As Fox waited for the stranger to show herself(hisself?) she heard the crack of gunfire.&nbsp; At the same time glass exploded in the street across from her where the stranger had waved the flashlight.&nbsp; She heard a scramble in the building, of the stranger beating a hasty reatreat the other way, but by the time she'd found shelter herself the stranger she'd been trying to meet was gone.&nbsp; Judging by the sound of the gunshot the sniper was somewhere over by the church.&nbsp; Might even be up ontop of the roof of the church.<br><br>Whoever was out there wasn't the kind of person who made trades.&nbsp; They were the kind of person who shot first and asked questions later.<br><br><strong>The Outskirts of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>Nick didn't see Fox or Lynn's flashlight, but he damn sure heard the gunshot.&nbsp; He reached out and slapped a hand over Marie's mouth.&nbsp; He didn't want to take a chance she'd scream.&nbsp; "Shhh.&nbsp; Not near us."<br><br>He handed her the binoculars.&nbsp; "Stay put and watch the town."<br><br>If there was a sentry in the building his full attention would now be focused on the town.&nbsp; Nick broke from cover and sprinted to the building and plastered himself up against a wall.&nbsp; Cautiously he looked into a window.<br><br><strong>Antique Shop</strong><br><strong>Moving Lynn for Angzyn to advance the plot</strong><br><br>She didn't see the sniper, but she damn sure knew when she was being shot at.&nbsp; She was out the building and into the twilight before the echose of the shot had died away.<br><br>((OOC:&nbsp; Angzyn's character fades into the ruins of Briar Rose.&nbsp; When Angzyn returns, she can resume control of her character at that point.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 18:33:47</strong>
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				It was good for Nick to clap Marie's mouth shut with his hand because she defiantly woul dhave yiped if nothing else. She nodde,d her body shaking a little form the gunfire but she watched the town with near eagle eyes, hoping Nick woudl be ok.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 18:45:45</strong>
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				<strong>Outskirts of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>Nick was doing his best to be stealthy as scouted out the red brick home on the hill.&nbsp; If there was anyone inside, they'd be watching the town.&nbsp; He peered in windows searching the darkness.&nbsp; One of them was more broken out than the other.&nbsp; He got a grip and pulled himself up and inside.<br><br>He gave himself a chance for his eyes to adjust to the dim lighting.&nbsp; The sky was still gray, but inside there was little light.&nbsp; He was in an old nursery.&nbsp; The remains of a crib and changing table stood against a wall.&nbsp; He examed the crib.&nbsp; The wood was rotted, but it had what he desired.&nbsp; He found a long metal bar that had been a slider to drop the side of the crib up and down.&nbsp; The wood was rotten and he ripped it off.&nbsp; That gave him a long metal pole.&nbsp; He waved it through the doorway, checking for tripwires and moved into the darkened hallway.&nbsp; Step by cautious step he walked through the ruin, waving his improvised pole in front of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 18:57:14</strong>
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				<strong>Outskirts of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>It took time to clear the ruin, but Nick didn't rush.&nbsp; He walked as silently as the grave through the house.&nbsp; It wasn't as intact inside as it had looked outside.&nbsp; It's roof had collapsed.&nbsp; That was quite common.&nbsp; Storms were much worse since WWIII.&nbsp; The seasons were different variations of hell.&nbsp; Winter cold as hell.&nbsp; Summer hot as hell.&nbsp; Spring and Fall stormy as hell.&nbsp; The collapsed roof blocked his progress through the home in several places.&nbsp; The furnishings had been exposed to the elements and were in various degress of rot and decay.&nbsp; All in all it looked much better from the outside than from the inside.&nbsp; Nevertheless, he was thorough about checking it out with a knife in one hand and his pole in the other.&nbsp; He hated doing this.&nbsp; He was better at killing from a distance.&nbsp; One spider hiding in the dark could shoot him in the back from a hidey hole.&nbsp; He felt like he grew extra nerves as he explored the ruin.<br><br><br>Finally he was satisfied the ruin of a house was empty.&nbsp; He walked out the front door and straight toward Marie.&nbsp; It&nbsp; was full dark now and the wind had turned cold, but he walked slow so she would get a good view of his face and know that it was him and not some stranger.&nbsp; Finally he reached her hiding place.<br><br>"It's safe.&nbsp; We'll camp inside for the night.&nbsp; Gather the blankets and your pack."&nbsp; He scooped up his own backpack and slid it on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 19:12:11</strong>
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				Marie had waited, trembling until Nick returned, and when he did she was so happy and relived. "Oh Nick I'm glad your back safe." She said, folding the blanket hastily and grabbing her pack as she followed him inside. "Seen better days hasnt it?" She said, but beggs could not be choosers in this day and age.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>07-10-2011, 19:52:13</strong>
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				"I'm glad to see you, too."&nbsp; Oddly enough that was true.&nbsp; She was a burden, but he worried about her whenever she was out of his sight.&nbsp; "The entire world has seen better days."<br><br>He led her to what had once been the master bedroom.&nbsp; It had a large bay window overlooking the town for a good view. It also had an intact bed.&nbsp; Intact meaning that the bed still stood with springs and a mattress.&nbsp; The roof was intact, but after seasons of being drenched by rain through the shattered windows it smelled of rot and mildew.&nbsp; Yet, even a ruined bed was softer than the ground.&nbsp; Nick lifted up and flipped the mattress.&nbsp; The underside was moderately cleaner.<br><br>"Make the bed, Marie.&nbsp; Put my sleeping bag on bottom."&nbsp; It was waterproof and would keep away the mildew better than the blankets.&nbsp; "Then stack the blankets on top."<br><br>He watched the town through his binoculars while Marie took care of domestic business.&nbsp; He didn't see anything more of note.&nbsp; He debated staying up late to watch, but decided he'd be better off resting and doing his hunting in daylight.&nbsp; He glanced back at Marie.&nbsp; She was done.&nbsp; "Good job, Marie.&nbsp; Go ahead and climb in and I'll join you.&nbsp; I know it is cold but it is too dangerous here to have a fire.&nbsp; We can share body heat."<br><br>He was used to cold camping in worse conditions.&nbsp; With Marie to cuddle against, this would be almost comfortable by Nick's standards.&nbsp; He stripped out of his body armor and shirt, leaving on only the thermal underwear on.&nbsp; Should he order Marie to strip?&nbsp; They'd be warmer with fewer layers.&nbsp; His cock liked that idea, but his brain overruled it.&nbsp; If she kept her clothes on, he could just cuddle for warmth.&nbsp; If she was naked, he would fuck her.&nbsp; He knew she broken inside, a child in some ways and a rape victim, but she still had a woman's body, a lush and desireable woman's body.&nbsp; He'd been too long without a woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 01:09:26</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>Fox flattened herself low to the ground at the sound of the gun shot a curse curving her lips. She could hear who ever it had been running and she huffed in anger. Now she'd need to find a new place they be watching this street now. <em>Mother fucker</em> she though with anger pushing herself to her feet and dashing back to her hide out. <br><br>She grabbed her stuff already packed and took off. Speed was key she needed to be gone without a trace before they had time to get someone down here to look around. She took streets seeming at random though she'd scouted the city, when she'd arrived and knew exactly where she was, heading towards a residential area that looped the city with twisted roads and a confused lay out it would be easy to hide there though wouldn't help her as much. <br><br>She broke into the first place that seemed to have not caved in on itself. It looked like it had once been nice, maybe even grand. Now it was falling down the glass broken out of every window and leaning into it self looking ready to tumble down. Fox didn't care she broke out the jagged teeth of one of the remaining windows and got inside.<br><br>Her breath was labored as she held her knife and walked through the house. It was in terrible shape nothing about it useable save rotting fabric and the illusion of protection from the falling down walls. It would work for now. they wouldn't think to look for her in such a useless place. She placed a fishing line trap across the large open windows and stashed her stuff in a cup board with the front hanging by one hinge and then left to go scout this are for danger sticking to the shadows, her knife never leaving her hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 03:17:51</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>Her little foxhole of a hideout is safe.&nbsp; Briar Rose isn't.&nbsp; Many of the buildings she visits show signs of having been turned over recently.&nbsp; Someone is stripping the town of anything worth taking.&nbsp; Her scouting expedition turns up a little gang.&nbsp; They don't act like spiders. They act like raiders.&nbsp; They're all holed up in a little compound with a sentry and they're not subtle.&nbsp; They've got a fire in the chimney and seem to be having themselves a little party.&nbsp; The one sentry they have keeping lookout looks competent, but a lone lookout can be taken out.&nbsp; However, Fox still doesn't know how many people are in that building.&nbsp; It might be just two or three.&nbsp; It could be a small army.&nbsp; It's a big house.&nbsp; Also just because she spotted one sentry doesn't mean they don't have others she didn't spot.<br><br>She could try to get closer to where she could overhear.&nbsp; Or she could wait and watch from the shadows.&nbsp; Or she could just walk away, but she needs food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 03:32:55</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>Fox wasn't entirely pleased with what she found scouting the area. It was too well picked over even for a residential area and then she stumbled across it, another group too close for comfort. "How many gangs is this city hiding" She breathed voicing her annoyances to the wind. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea her talking to herself all the time but she found comfort in the practice.<br><br>She kept to the shadows and broke into the building next door, it was simple enough to do and settled in to wait. She watch them for long enough to decide if she had a chance to lift their good and if not would go back to her camp and go to bed. She wouldn't starve today and tomorrow may produce the opportunity she'd missed today.<br><br>She played her butterfly knife threw her fingertips in the dark as she watched to see if the place would quiet down with sleep, watch for other guard, watch the windows for movement. This felt natural she was used to casing a place, reading it, figuring out if she had a bats chance in hell of stealing their stuff. She'd been doing it for years now, it's how she survived. She was good at it she didn't take risks she couldn't afford, if the place was a bust she'd walk away but she'd know for sure before hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 19:08:09</strong>
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				Working out the angles in her head, Fox guesses it probably wasn't another gang.&nbsp; This is the one that shot at her earlier.&nbsp; The sniper they had posted as sentry had a view of the street where she had tried to meet with the solo woman.&nbsp; Watching and drowsing through the night she sees them change guards twice.<br><br>It isn't until morning that she has a better idea of what she is dealing with.&nbsp; It's a medium sized gang.&nbsp; They've got a modified truck.&nbsp; The glass has been replaced with sheet metal with a small slit opening for the driver.&nbsp; She is able to watch and count during the day.&nbsp; There are at least seven of them and they stick together.&nbsp; They're working the town, going into buildings and stripping them down, packing anything worth carrying into their truck.&nbsp; They're wearing cold-weather clothing, but watching them, she gets an idea of how they work:<br><br>#1 Bossman/driver - Carries two pistols, always drives the truck and seems to tell the others what to do.<br><br>#2 Shotgun - He both carries a shotgun and rides shotgun.&nbsp; Seems to be the number two man<br><br>#3&amp;4 The Sniper twins - She only sees them from time to time. The climb up on high and try to stay out of sight.&nbsp; They've got rifles<br><br>#5 Rambo - Carries some honking big military style gun that is probably full auto.&nbsp; Rambo is built like a bull and does all the heavy lifting<br><br>#6 Thuggo - Not as big as Rambo and just carries a rifle.&nbsp; He does a lot of scavenging and sorting<br><br>#7 Faggot - That's the name the others call him when they yell at him.&nbsp; A shrimpy little guy or maybe just a boy.&nbsp; He is is 'armed' only with a big pole.&nbsp; His job seems to be human trap detector, go in first and make sure nothing blows up.<br><br>It's a big gang.&nbsp; The kind that is best avoided, but they aren't that scary.&nbsp; They are too noisy and too cocky.&nbsp; Not that she'd want to take them on by herself, but they stick together and that makes it easy to avoid them.<br><br>And did they leave a sentry or two behind in that big house they're using as a HQ?&nbsp; Or could she slip inside and grab all she could carry from their stash while they're out looting Briar Rose?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 20:53:04</strong>
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				<strong>Wastland: Briar Rose, Main Street</strong><br><br>After watching the gang all night Fox slipped back into her Fox hole to sleep a portion of the day away more accurately a couple of hours so that it was mid morning by the time she opened those pretty blue eyes again. When she woke up she drank some water and pretended it was coffee as she considered the gang. Seven really wasn't that many and their biggest resource besides man power what the truck which would take her minutes to disable.<br><br>She wasn't sure but she guessed five of them went out raiding and the twin who stayed mostly out of sight were staying behind. It was no matter two wasn't many and with surprise on her side she should be ok. She waited until they were inside and she had spotted all the guards keeping a close eye on the twins who had a tendency to slip away unnoticed. <br><br>She went and ran to the truck and dropped beneath it crawling to the under side. Taking her knife she made a nick in the fuel line that started dripping slowly and the break fluid line that was just a touch faster then the fuel line. Once they went to use the truck again it would run for a while only to later have it run out of fuel all together or have the breaks fail completely. Either way would slow them down a bit. <br><br>She stayed low to the ground and ran back among the shadows to the building from the night before to watch them until they left that she would try her hand at sneaking in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karasu</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 21:24:34</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119980.msg5311884#msg5311884">Quote from: thymoit on 07-10-2011, 19:52:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm glad to see you, too."&nbsp; Oddly enough that was true.&nbsp; She was a burden, but he worried about her whenever she was out of his sight.&nbsp; "The entire world has seen better days."<br><br>He led her to what had once been the master bedroom.&nbsp; It had a large bay window overlooking the town for a good view. It also had an intact bed.&nbsp; Intact meaning that the bed still stood with springs and a mattress.&nbsp; The roof was intact, but after seasons of being drenched by rain through the shattered windows it smelled of rot and mildew.&nbsp; Yet, even a ruined bed was softer than the ground.&nbsp; Nick lifted up and flipped the mattress.&nbsp; The underside was moderately cleaner.<br><br>"Make the bed, Marie.&nbsp; Put my sleeping bag on bottom."&nbsp; It was waterproof and would keep away the mildew better than the blankets.&nbsp; "Then stack the blankets on top."<br><br>He watched the town through his binoculars while Marie took care of domestic business.&nbsp; He didn't see anything more of note.&nbsp; He debated staying up late to watch, but decided he'd be better off resting and doing his hunting in daylight.&nbsp; He glanced back at Marie.&nbsp; She was done.&nbsp; "Good job, Marie.&nbsp; Go ahead and climb in and I'll join you.&nbsp; I know it is cold but it is too dangerous here to have a fire.&nbsp; We can share body heat."<br><br>He was used to cold camping in worse conditions.&nbsp; With Marie to cuddle against, this would be almost comfortable by Nick's standards.&nbsp; He stripped out of his body armor and shirt, leaving on only the thermal underwear on.&nbsp; Should he order Marie to strip?&nbsp; They'd be warmer with fewer layers.&nbsp; His cock liked that idea, but his brain overruled it.&nbsp; If she kept her clothes on, he could just cuddle for warmth.&nbsp; If she was naked, he would fuck her.&nbsp; He knew she broken inside, a child in some ways and a rape victim, but she still had a woman's body, a lush and desireable woman's body.&nbsp; He'd been too long without a woman.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Marie nodded and got to work fixing the bed, the sleeping bag was laid outside down on the mattress and the blankets atop that. "There we are then." She nodded and climbed into the bed she had jsut made up, curling up right away before a gasp left her throat as she was overtaken by a feirce flashback.<br><br>*flashback*<br><em>"Throw her on the bed, let's see just how tight her little pussy is.." One blurred man said as she screamed and struggled.<br>"No! No please! Let me go!" A girl's voice screamed, and from the POV, it was herself.<br>"hold her tight."<br>"Man, this one's a fighter. Jim grab the rope and gag..."</em><br><br>The flashback ended with her thrashing int he covers, crying from the memory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Adam and Eves (Roleplay)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thymoit</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 22:32:18</strong>
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				<strong>Outskirts of Briar Rose</strong><br><br>Nick was partly thinking about survival, but he was also considering sex.&nbsp; He'd tended Marie for days when she was all but sleepwalking.&nbsp; He'd dressed her, fed her and never done more than admire her body.&nbsp; Now, things were different.&nbsp; She was alive.&nbsp; He'd been thinking about survival before, but him and her and a bed... and he was thinking about other things.&nbsp; He had no business fucking her.&nbsp; It would be unprotected sex and this world was no place to bring in a child.&nbsp; Besides, Marie was damaged goods.&nbsp; If he started fucking her he would never be rid of her.&nbsp; Besides she was a rape victim.&nbsp; Rape probably had a good deal to do with what she didn't remember. He had promises to keep.<br><br>He had just removed his armor and was in nothing but his underthings when Marie started thrashing and crying.&nbsp; She wasn't being that loud, but it wasn't normal.&nbsp; He rushed to the bed, sat down on it and wrapped his arms around her.&nbsp; "Shhh, shh, whatever it is, it's ok now.&nbsp; It's ok."<br><br>He was aware of the irony.&nbsp; It wasn't ok.&nbsp; Nothing would ever be ok ever again.&nbsp; They were cold camping in a ruined house because they couldn't dare a fire.&nbsp; However, Marie didn't need the truth.&nbsp; She needed comforting lies.
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