Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)
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				Title: <strong>Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 00:09:42</strong>
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				"God damn it....pick up the pace...."<br>A woman, probably about seventeen or so, went running down the deserted street as fast as she could, a horde of zombie followers chasing after her. All she wanted to do was make it to the school, and quickly. She knew there would be food there, which was good because she hadn't eaten in about a day and a half. She knew once inside, she could lock the doors, and then she'd be safe. At least from the zombies that weren't in the building. The ones that were, well, she hoped she could take them, though it was doubted.<br><br>Four weeks ago, back when everything was normal, she had been one of the most popular girls in her high school, a star on the track team, and an A student. She had sparkling blue eyes, short black hair that almost touched her shoulders, and surprising curves for a girl so athletic. Her life was great, until everyone started getting sick. There was an epidemic, everyone got sick with what seemed like the flu, and within 24 hours, they were dead. It happened everywhere, but that wasn't even the worst of it. About a minute after, maybe two, they would wake up again, but that was when they tried to eat you. Alina had found that out first hand when her room mate had tried to tackle her with what had appeared to be blood down her mouth. Alina knew then that things wouldn't ever be the same. She had spent the last four weeks running, sleeping only when she couldn't afford not to, and even then sleeping lightly for about an hour at a time. Luckily, since she was on track, she could run. And fast. Even the fastest zombies couldn't keep up with her. She hopped fences like it was nothing, leaving the dead scrambling and groaning, fighting each other to try and get over the fence after her. But it wasn't all good news. Being only 5' 4", she couldn't fight them without a gun. She wasn't strong enough to take them on, and even if she was, if they got even one rotting hand on her, she'd be toast. So when she saw a zombie, she had one rule; Run as fast as you fucking can in the other direction.<br><br>She finally made it to the school, bolting inside and locking the doors before barricading it with a heavy bench. She knew it wouldn't last forever, but it would give her enough time to eat, find some new sneakers and maybe some less shredded clothes, and perhaps a few minutes of needed sleep. But she wasn't counting on anything. She slowly made her way through the building, fixing her shredded tank top and dirt covered track shorts. She wanted to be quiet, because if she could just sneak by whatever zombies there were, she'd be okay. She made it to the gym, smiling when she saw that it was pretty much empty except for a few cans of food. She scooped them up, heading towards the locker rooms before hearing a loud clunk in the mens one. She took a few steps back, hearing groaning and immediately cursing inaudibly at herself. Alina backed up, climbing up the bleachers slowly as she stared intently at the door.<br>"Please don't let it be a zombie....Anyone would be better than a zombie..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 17:49:15</strong>
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				Messy hair, cuts and bruises and clothes that had seen better days. A perfect description of Matthew, this even before shit had hit the fan and everyone's world got turned upside down. Well, the world of whoever managed to keep him or herself alive, it was almost ironic how the self-proclaimed pinnacle of evolution got brought down by something they couldn't even see with the naked eye. Though what surprised this nineteen years old young man the most was how quickly he adapted to the situation. Unlike the rest of humanity who descended into panic and eventually total chaos, there was something that kept him calm the entire time.<br><br>Maybe it were the stupid amounts of fights he had gotten into just for fun, perhaps it had something to do with the occasional violent video game he played or maybe it was the perverse pleasure he gained out of killing the living dead in all sorts of original ways. Original and distracting as they were, it drained a lot of energy. While there was plenty of food to be found in the usual places, like the supermarket, he wasn't stupid. Going there meant having to fight a few hundred of those things at the same time, yet here, at his own school, now that was a stroke of genius right there. Not only would there be quite a bit of food waiting to be consumed here, the zombie count here would be minimal. To top things off, there were bound to be a few baseball bats here he could drag along. Those things tended to break so easily when smashed against a few different skulls. <br><br>It was amazing how the place he loathed so much would actually have some use now. Fair enough, when the globe was still pouring with the living, Matthew hardly went to school, but those few times he did it was mind-boggling boring. So many different groups all desperately clinging on to other people with the same vague goals in life, either trying to stay with the popular kids or get good grades in a faint hope of getting a good job later in life. A chuckle escaped his lips at the thought of how useless all their effort had been. Though the best ones of all were the jocks, talking as if they were gods, though as soon as you'd knock one out in one punch they all started shivering as soon as you came near them. It gave him a rather infamous reputation real quick.<br><br>He himself had always sort of a warrior, a very under-appreciated quality in a man before this all happened, knowledge was power, though all the supposed smart people sure seemed to drop like flies. Suddenly having spent most of your life working out, boxing and just plain breaking things seemed far more value than knowing how nuclear power worked. And here he was, alive and well scavenging for anything ranging from some clothes to a rugby helmet in the locker room. <br><br>Silent footsteps quickly distracted him, they were faint, but since everything was completely silent all the time it was far easier to hear them. Always be on guard, that was all you needed to do to stay alive. With a slightly bend golf club in his hand, Matthew began whistling the famous tune of Kill Bill right after smashing the club against one of the lockers. While making loud noises wasn't a particularly good idea, since he had looked around the place beforehand it meant it were only a few zombies, five at most if he had to guess. Easy enough.<br><br>He opened the door to the gym with a powerful swing, causing it to loudly smash against to the wall. With the golf-club gently swinging back and forward in his hands, the tall, brown haired young man carefully looked around with his green eyes, looking anywhere but up the bleachers. After all, he never saw a zombie climb before, they usually just mindlessly ran right at him. "Come out, come out, where ever you are.." his low voice echoed throughout the gym as he tried to taunt whatever was out there.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 19:35:24</strong>
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				"Are you stupid?"<br>She whispered harshly as the man walked into the gym, her hands trembling violently as more noise came out of the locker room. She had seen him a few times before, but didn't know his name. The jocks usually just referred to him as 'Freak', so that was all she had known about him. Well, except for the fact that he had punched her ex in the face and demolished it. That made her smile, since he was always a jerk anyways. She took a few steps down the bleachers, waving her arms at him to try to get his attention. All she wanted him to do was shut the hell up, get some food, and leave before the zombies could hear. But oh boy, did the living dead hear him. After several tries, the zombie came out of the locker room, in full football regalia, and went right towards the man. She knew exactly who it was. One of the main football players, the quarterback. The outbreak happened right after one of the big games, so he must have been caught wandering the school in search of human flesh. His skin was greenish, he had blood everywhere on him, and he had several gun shot wounds to the chest. Of course, Alina was kind of a wimp, so when she saw him, she screamed, before covering her mouth with her hand. Well, apparently this zombie knew an easy meal when he saw one, and swiftly changed directions, barreling towards her like a bat out of hell. <br><br>Now, normally, she would have been a lot calmer;remember, she was a track girl so running wasn't hard. What was difficult though, was running down the bleachers fast without tripping. She just sort of stood there for a moment, scanning the room slowly as the zombie tripped again and again. It certainly wasn't adept to climbing, that was for sure, but it was still making progress of some kind. She saw the basketball hoop, a good place to stay if she could get over there. However, when the boy who had started all this was turned into one as well, which she was sure he would be, there would be no way to get down without dying. As the thing got near enough to almost grab her, she took off, running down just enough of the bleacher seats to get about six feet from the ground before leaping off and landing on the gym floor.<br>"Way to be, dumbass. You think you might take that golf club and kill it? Because last time I checked, this is your fault."<br><br>Of course, as angry as she was, she couldn't help but be relieved that someone was around. At least it was another person, another non flesh eating person. Her heart was pounding, and her chest was heaving as she tried to regain her composure. After she did though, she slowly crept away, into the girls locker room to get changed. She did it right out in the open, not wanting any zombies to catch her off guard. She changed her top, shorts, and shoes, for a tight tank top, tight skinny jeans, and a better pair of running shoes. She also grabbed a duffle bag that had once had someones things in it and filled it up with canned food and clothes. She then went through the door in the locker rooms into the boys one, grabbing more clothes, food, and even a pair of car keys to a big SUV out in the parking lot. It was actually really close by, and she knew that the boy had not only just filled the tank, but kept a few gallons of gas in the back. Hell, it'd get them away from this place and maybe to somewhere a bit safer. <br><br>As she exited the room, she did it slowly and quietly, not wanting to attract the zombies attention. She just hoped that the guy had killed it, and that he'd agree to go with her. He was a big guy, and he could protect her when she couldn't run anymore. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>13-03-2010, 21:18:44</strong>
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				While he had stopped whistling and shouting random taunts as soon as it became apparent a zombie had actually heard him, the massive grin of his face made clear that Matthew was rather pleased that his plan had worked, rather than scared, like most people would be. At first he thought the noise was coming from the bleachers, considering there was a human-like figure crawling down. But when said figure starting waving it's arms about like some sort of mental patient, Matthew quickly realised it might actually be a living specimen rather than a dead one that still moved. Unlike the reaction you would expect, Matthew didn't seem to care much that there was actually someone else still alive and well other than him. If anything, he was slightly disappointed. Then again, he had met quite a few survivors along the way, all of which went along their own merry way, probably dead by now, rather than following him.<br><br>But along with what he first had mistaken for a zombie, was an actual walking corpse, trying it's very best to work it's way passed a door. Rather than just charging the thing, Matthew took his time to observe it, this one had some basic football equipment on, perhaps this one would prove a challenge for once. Already thinking of a perfect and swift way to put him out of his misery, the zombie quickly changed interest in who's flesh he wanted to nibble on. An easy decision since the shadowy figure, a woman by the sound of her voice, screamed as loud as she could at the mere sight of it. <br><br>"Ugh, just great." he mumbled, it was easy to see where this was going, the woman would completely rely on him to save her. And although he wasn't very fond of company to begin with, he was no monster either. Still, if this chick managed to survive this long and got here all by herself, she was bound to have a few tricks up her sleeve. So instead of immediately speeding to her aid like a knight in shining armour, he merely cocked his head to the side, observing her every move. While she was trying to avoid the zombie while it was trying to climb up the bleachers to reach her in a very clumsy way, he could already tell she was quite swift on her feet. A suspicion that got confirmed as she dashed away, completely neglecting all the progress that poor sod had made while climbing the bleachers in a very slow pace. <br><br>Meanwhile he had been taking his time walking over towards to them, like he had all the time in the world. As he got closer, the shadowy figure became more clear, and it didn't take very long before he realised who the hell this mysterious person was. He didn't know her name, but he knew all too well it was one of the popular girls, in fact, he could almost swear she was dating with the guy he gave a free facial reconstruction to. So that was her trick then, speed. <br><br>Just when he was starting to give some credit to her for surviving, and forgetting why he hated them in the first place, she made sure by letting him know she was still the same cold bitch by snapping at him instead of actually being useful. You'd almost think being in the situation she was in there she would have lost some of that attitude, but perhaps she couldn't help it, she was 'popular' after all. If her speed didn't help her maybe her immense ego would just due to it's sheer size.<br><br>"What? I'm just here to play a bit of golf with my friend James here, sort out your own problems." replying with his own disturbing kind of humour, Matthew still made sure to position himself between the zombie's path and the girl, who had already left him behind. Everything else happened in a flash, one swift but powerful blow the the head as the zombie rushed passed him at full speed, knocked him down and effectively split the golf club in half at the same time. With one end still in his hand, with a very sharp ending on it now, Matthew planted it right in the zombie's left eye as it tried to crawl back up and lunge towards him, causing a what few remaining drops of blood that were still inside the corpse to splatter on his shirt. It seemed like common sense to him that piercing a brain would even eliminate these creatures, the several gunshot wounds on it's chest made it obvious someone didn't know about this.<br><br>After the rather anti-climatic slaughter of a zombie, Matthew immediately made his way towards the locker room where the girl had dissapeared in to, taking a peek inside only to find her changing clothes at the speed of light. She had a pretty nice body, even he couldn't deny that, but rather than letting his eyes feast on said body like most of the men still alive would, he found himself wondering who in the right mind would change their clothes at a time like this. Despite of the incredible urge he felt of just rushing into the room to make her scream her lungs out again, he instead walked towards the bleachers and took a seat, merely staring at the door of the locker room waiting for her to finish up with whatever she was doing.<br><br>It was almost hilarious how oblivious she seemed to her surroundings, coming out of the locker rooms like a kid coming home trying not to wake her parents up. Jumping on his feet he slowly started jogging towards her, slowing down as he came closer, the smirk on his face already making it obvious he was about to make a smart-ass remark. And boy, was he looking forward to it. "You know, next time, instead of running away like a chicken, you could help me instead. Unless you really felt like you desperately needed to change your clothes in the middle of the locker room before you could." Matthew couldn't help but let her know he had caught a glimpse, he just couldn't pass up on the opportunity to crawl under her skin. Chances were she would just dash off to get herself killed like most idiots he had encountered, so the least he could do was get a little fun out of what little human interaction he still got these days.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>13-03-2010, 22:57:36</strong>
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				"Yeah, you know, you're right. A six foot two football player gone zombie could certainly be taken down by a five foot four girl. Yeah, that'll happen. And you're right again, who would change the one chance they got. I was in track clothes, and I really didn't feel like running around in my bra and panties when those got torn enough to fall off. Because there are still men like you, who take any chance they get to see a woman half naked."<br>She looked at the corpse on the ground, a bit wary of the thing. After all, she didn't really know it was dead; she didn't know they could die. Again. She approached it, kicking it in the side before coming to the conclusion it was actually dead, which is when she proceeded to lean down and take the helmet off him. Once she saw who it was, she stood up and kicked the corpse in the ribs, groaning slightly before tossing the helmet back aside and muttering.<br><br>"Way to be, Jimmy. Get yourself eaten. You stupid....stupid man. At least you always have gas in your car."<br>She knelt down, not for any sentimental value, but because she had never seen a dead person up close. It seemed that the popular girl had a bit of a morbid side to her after all. As she knelt there, she ended up leaning over the body and patting it down, essentially trying to figure out if he had anything worth while for her to take. She had done this often, scavenging the bodies for whatever she could find. However, there wasn't much the man had on him that was concealed, so she quickly got back up before slinging the duffle bag over her shoulder.<br>"His car is outside. It'll get us out of here and probably a few towns over before we have to use the gas in the back. I've got enough food in here to last us both about four weeks if we only eat sparingly."<br><br>Of course, she wasn't giving him the chance to choose whether or not he wanted to go alone with her. Oh no, he was teaming up with her. Sure, she could run, but she had been almost eaten twice because she had almost run into a zombie. She needed someone who could fight it, who could kill them. And Ol' Freak over there was the only one who could. And she knew she could make him go with her, even though he wouldn't want to. She looked over at him, smiling slightly before running a hand back through her black, curly hair as she shut her blue eyes.<br>"Grab whatever weapons you can get. Bats, guns, knives, whatever you can find. I think theres already a bat in here we can use. And don't tell me you aren't coming with me. I have as much to offer you as you have to offer me. If we team up, we might be able to live through this. I took first aid classes in my spare time, so when you get hurt, and trust me, you will, I can make sure it doesn't get infected. And you can make sure I don't get eaten. So come with me to the nurses office so I can get medical supplies."<br>She grabbed his hand, tugging on it lightly as she ran her fingers over the back of his hand lightly. She wanted to flirt with him, but not because she liked him. God no. Not even during the apocalypse would she stoop down to being with him. Sure, he was cute enough, but he wasn't very smart, and he didn't usually think about what he was doing before he did it. She only did it so maybe he'd feel something for her; enough to make sure he'd protect her.<br><br>"I'm Alina. Alina Symone. What's your name?"<br>She asked sweetly, putting on her best act to try and make him go with her. She needed him to stay with her, otherwise, she'd be dead. She finally took her hand out of his, looking up into his eyes as she spoke softly. She decided to add more to the flirting, wanting to make sure he'd go with her and not just brush her aside. After all, he never had showed any interest in her, so then again, why would flirting work?<br>"Listen, I may have been kind of a bitch in school, but I really think we need to put that behind us and work together. I can't fight them like you can, but I do know more than you'd think. They can't climb, at least not well. If they lose sight of you, you're pretty safe until you make noise. And I know that the two of us can survive longer then either of us can. Cause one of these days, there is going to be a horde of them, and you can't fight all of them. I can be bait! I run really fast, and they can't catch me. Just please don't leave here without me. Please....These things terrify me...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>14-03-2010, 00:29:40</strong>
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				Great, sarcasm and actually thinking he gave a rat's ass about her body. Though, then again, that was a woman who had a decent figure and knew it, they thought everybody longed for them and that they were the centre of the universe. "Whatever makes you happy." Matthew mumbled with a shrug, if he wasn't going to get a rise out of her, there was no need to longer stay here. A quick conclusion, but he never was one to linger too long. Nevertheless, he still needed to look around for some tools, that's why he came here for in the first place. Letting his eyes wander around the gym for a quick scan if there was anything in the big, dark room that he could use that he might have missed before, he paid no attention to the girl who seemed to be more interested in a corpse. <br><br>That was, until she knelt down after kicking it a few times. Christ, was she going to cry? The possibility send a chill down his spine, the last thing he wanted was some sniffling wreck following him around, since she obviously could run fast, there would be no way to get rid of her as well. The thought was slightly amusing, in a world filled with living dead, he had to run from a crying girl, sounded much like a horrible comedy flick. While daydreaming about what a ridiculous sight it would be, the girl's voice pulled him back to reality, apparently not done with talking yet. Well.. at least she wasn't <em>actually</em> crying.<br><br>A car with gas and she had the keys, about all he picked up from what she was saying. Wait.. was she saying he was coming with her?!<br><br>Before Matthew could think how to make it clear she was on her own, she had already taken it upon herself to explain why he should come with her. "Oh, I'll get hurt will I?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, sure, he wasn't invincible and he was bound to get hurt, but actually implying that he needed <em>her</em> to survive was just down-right insulting. If anything she would get him killed while trying to 'protect' her, which was obviously her motive for dragging him along in whatever she was trying to do here. Now that her straight A's and good looks were completely obsolete, she had to come crawling to him for protection, since she couldn't even take one of them down if it was asleep. Well, if the things would actually sleep that was.<br><br>It was somehow flattering though, in a strange way. To think that even she realised that she needed him, still, she made it sound like he was going to be her pet. Perhaps he could tag along with her for a while, if only to see her come crawling to him every time one of the creatures appeared, slowly tearing down that ego of hers in a very sick and twisted way. Before the was much time to consider what he would choose, she already grabbed his hand, causing him to stare at it like she was doing something really bizarre. What the hell was she actually doing anyway? Trying to flirt with him?! Bah! Figures! Though, honestly, he knew he shouldn't be surprised, this woman probably flirted with half the male population of this city to get her way. But if she actually thought it was going to work on him, she had another thing coming.<br><br>However, she didn't seem to be willing to give him much time to tell her what he thought about her, as she already started introducing herself before he could even open his mouth. She was obviously taking him for a fool, but at least she was thinking about survival and at the moment she had keys to a car which supposedly had a full gas tank, so there was something he could gain from this for a change. It was much easier to just drive through hordes of them rather than running after all. "I'm Matthew," he said after she was done talking, obviously agitated, "Good, you made your point, you're not entirely useless. But if you think you're just going to seduce me into smashing some skulls so you don't have to break one of your pretty nails you're sorely mistaking. If you're going to slow me down, I will leave you behind. So shove that pathetic puppy act where the sun doesn't shine and let's get moving, we're wasting enough energy just standing here already." <br><br>After being done talking Matthew immediately started collecting potential weaponry, there wasn't as much as he had liked, but like both of them had expected, there was a bat. He knew he had been harsh, maybe even a little mean considering the conditions they were in. But he was so good at being an ass, and he knew she wanted him to protect her enough to suck it up, maybe this way she wouldn't make him want to kill himself by talking until the gas of the car ran out.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 08:46:41</strong>
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				"Alright, good. The car is a big, black SUV, and it's parked about forty feet from here. Take this and fill it up with whatever you can. Food, weapons, medical supplies, anything you can get your hands on. Meet me out at the car in ten minutes. Don't be late."<br>With that, she ran back into the locker room, getting another bag and emptying it out before walking back into the gym. She stretched out slightly, pulling her short hair back into a tight pony tail before taking off. It was clear from the get go that she was fast, since she managed to take out and make it out of the gym in about two seconds. Her first stop was the nurses office, the woman grabbing everything from bandaids to steri strips. She knew they'd need medical supplies eventually, since they weren't invincible. Although that would have been nice. After that, she made her way into the cafeteria, grabbing a bunch more food and water so they wouldn't have to find anything for awhile. Thats when trouble hit. One of the lunch ladies had been bitten, and she was&nbsp; coming at the girl now. This was one of the zombies that she could take down though. The woman was only about an inch or so taller then Alina, so it'd be cake. She waited until the last second, then took off out of the cafeteria, essentially losing it. But then she did something odd. She stopped, seemingly waiting for it to catch up. When it got into sight, she smiled, slamming her hand into the wall to get it's attention again.<br>"Hey, ugly. Come get some."<br><br>She took off running again, the zombie close behind her since she wasn't running as fast as normal. She didn't want to lose it this time, because mainly, she had a plan. She was going to make him realize she was good for something, and she thought the only way to make him see it was if she redeemed herself. If she could kill this zombie, he'd realize she was of some use, and maybe he'd think about sticking around. Truth was, she knew he needed her, but she figured he'd only see it if he saw she could physically kill one. She had gathered from the corpse in the gym that the brain was the weak point, but she didn't know if she could get through it with...<br>"Damnit!"<br>She didn't have the bat anymore. She had left it in the other bag and taken the empty one. She was without any sort of a weapon. But she knew one place that'd have something. She just prayed there were no zombies in there.<br><br>She made it to the shop classroom, making sure to have kept the zombie in sight. She had about ten seconds before it got in, and then she had to somehow get around it and head back to the gym. Hopefully, he'd be at the car already so she could kill the thing and jump in the car. She really just wanted to get out of town. She hated to have to kill people she used to know before Solanum. She quickly grabbed and bunch of tools, not really looking at what they were before slinging the bag over her shoulder. She then grabbed what she had wanted all along. The brand new cordless nail gun the school had just gotten. She grabbed a bunch of the rechargeable batteries for it, as many as they had, before grabbing as many nails as she could see. A few more random tools got added to the bag just as the blood covered woman made it to the door. But Alina stood her ground, taking slow deep breaths as she waited for it to come closer. She needed to get around it, and just when it could touch her, she dashed out of the room and down the hall like a cork out of a champagne bottle.<br><br>She glanced down at the dirt covered watch, realizing that she had been gone about fifteen minutes. So instead of going all the way to the gym, she could go out the fire exit and make a beeline right to the car. Sure, the thought of other zombies seeing her was present, but the thought of impressing him was more present. It kind of made her sick that she wanted to impress him this badly, but she knew it was only because he could protect her more times than she could run away. She made it out to the parking lot, glancing around before spotting the car. She smiled wildly, running to it quickly before turning around. There was no sight of him just yet, and she groaned before deciding that she needed to just shoot the thing. After all, who knew when he'd be there, and she was getting too nervous with it after her. Besides, just having the nail gun that killed the thing would be good enough, right? She lifted the gun right and pointed it right at the things forehead, pressed the trigger and... a nail just sort of fell out of the thing. There was no battery left in it. Without thinking, she leaped up onto the car, her hands shaking wildly as she unzipped the bag and rummaged around in it. SHe couldn't put her hand on a battery.<br>"Fuck my life...."<br><br>Finally, she grabbed one, pulled the other one out and tossed it on the parking lot before quickly snapping the next one in place. Without even waiting to see if he was around, she fired about a dozen nails into the ghouls head, it instantly dropping to the ground dead. But she wasn't giving up with the assumption it was dead. Oh no, instead, she shot a dozen more nails into the orbital cavities and forehead just to make sure it's brain was completely obliterated. It looked kind of like a voodoo doll at the point, and she climbed up onto the roof of the car, completely drained and unbelievably frightened.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>20-03-2010, 00:20:13</strong>
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				It was amazing how the girl managed to just brush his rather harsh approach aside, almost slightly disappointing. Whether it was her actually trying to be a bigger person or her inflated ego being too thick to even scratch it, Matthew didn't know, but he preferred to think it was the latter. But what really astonished him was that she decided to give him more orders to boot, yet again trying to be a leader of some sort, as if he needed someone to tell him what to do! Still, she did make a fair point however, 10 minutes to scavenge around did seem about right, considering the time they both had wasted on just one mere zombie. Still, rather than giving her the satisfaction of actually acknowledging that he was going to do exactly what she said, he left the room in complete silence, the only sound left behind was him slamming the door shut.<br><br>It was almost like a trademark, as if he just <em>had</em> to make a lot of noise before he entered another room, but the way he saw it, it was better to have whatever was hiding rushing towards you than having them attack you when you thought you were safe. At any rate, it seems there wasn't too much trouble ahead, so all he had to do now was look for some things they could use. Though finding something useful proved to be very difficult if you had no idea where you were going, sure, he had come to school a few times, but not nearly enough to get to know the entire building inside out. He was not, however, about to arrive empty handed at the SUV Alina had told him to go and meet. Especially not since he just made a racket about how she needed him more than the other way around. <br><br>Motivated by his own stubborn nature, it didn't take long for Matthew to find a few things of interest. The vending machine, although nearly empty, still had a few candy bars and other snacks in it. Not exactly a healthy meal due the overdose of sugar, but a fantastic energy resource nonetheless. You couldn't just bash zombies all day on sheer willpower alone after all. Still, with the backpack given to him still half-empty, he knew he needed more. In a way, he hated the way he wanted to make sure she was better than her, why should he care? Though with a full gas tank leading to a potentially long journey, there was no chance in hell he was going to let some popular ice queen from school laugh in his face the entire time.<br><br>It wasn't until he accidentally stumbled into the janitor's office that he knew he had hit the jackpot, on the desk were a shiny set of keys, with a master key for all the lockers in the hall to boot. Even someone who didn't go the school at all knew students were prone to stash some sort of valuable loot in what they thought was their private locker. Now it would be just up for grabs and nobody was around to even care, since chances were they were obsessed about tearing the flesh off of the bones of other human beings. Snatching the keys, ready to leave the office, a loud groan echoed in the tiny room. "Oh for crying out loud.." turning around with a sigh, Matthew quickly realised that he wasn't alone, as the janitor himself was getting up back on his feet. The wounds on him were surprisingly minor, the old man probably got bitten or scratched and tried to wait here for help. Though considering he never locked his door, chances were the virus managed to spread itself a lot faster than he assumed.<br><br>With his perfectly good golf club wasted earlier on the footballer and no other 'real' weapon in his proximity, he knew it was a good time to improvise. Much to his amusement, the poor sod seemed to walk with a limb, sure, it was amazing that the decayed body could even walk at all. But considering most of them were able to run at quite impressive speeds, this was a nice change indeed. Overconfident about the situation, Matthew took his time and slowly walked around the desk while the walking corpse stumbled it's way towards him. Since he had the master key, there was no need to kill him, but knocking him down to buy him the time to calmly lock the door was a good idea. For this he snatched the wooden chair away from beneath the desk, with a wide grin he waited until the zombie managed to get close enough and smacked the chair against him.<br><br>The powerful swing proved very effective at knocking the zombie down, just as intended. Though, what Matthew didn't see coming was a pretty big splinter launching itself towards his shoulder because of the impact. "God damned!" the splinter dug it's way passed his shirt, ruining whatever was left of it, then passed his skin and finally nestled itself in his flesh. While the pain was immense, due to many nerves being hit by it, he knew he couldn't waste too much time with what little time he had bought for himself. Running outside the room he closed the door behind him, the zombie was already back on it's feet, seemingly finding no hinder of just being dealt a blow to the head with a chair. With his hands slightly trembling from the pain in his shoulder, the door proved a pain in the ass to close as well. <br><br>Almost simultaneously a loud click could be heard along with the zombie trying to punch it's way through the door. Although Matthew wasn't exactly worried about the zombie in the first place, pulling that large splinter out right now would cause far more pain that he could deal with right now in this situation, which meant all he could do was quickly scan through a few lockers and wait until he was in the SUV before he could pull it out. Not a problem by itself, but considering Misses Ice Queen was gathering some medical supplies, there was no doubt in his mind she would rub it in his face. <br><br>While the splinter was rather big, and the wound could potentially get infected, Matthew's pride decided it was better to pull out his shirt and put it back on so the gap the splinter had created would be on his back, effectively covering up the fact he even had a small wound in the first place.<br><br>Not wanting to waste any more time on his own stupidity, he made way for the lockers, opening one after another. What he found instantly eased both the pain and his mind, a pack of cigarettes! Being an avid smoker before shit hit the fan, actually finding a pack of cigarettes was like the holy grail to him. Sure, there was no chance in hell a 'star' athlete would let him smoke, but he wasn't intending on staying with her for too long anyway. And fair enough, smoking a few of those would ruin his stamina, but it wasn't like <em>he</em> needed to run. Besides, even if he was in tip top condition, there were people a lot faster than him out there, Alina being the prime example, she was ridiculously fast on her feet, he had to give her that.<br><br>In any case, he wasn't going to let anything deny him of what few small pleasures in life were still left for him to enjoy, so he hid the pack in the back pocket of his jeans and made his way back to the SUV, carrying the backpack with just one strap to avoid any more pressure on the recently acquired wound. Matthew couldn't help but feel good, and the smug smile on his face was the prove of that. Sure, finding a rather sharp knife and even an empty gun in the lockers was quite a surprising but a delightful find, but the cigarettes were the only reason behind that smile.<br><br>Without even realising he had been away for longer than 10 minutes, he finally saw had the SUV in sight, and what was more, a woman shooting some sort of projectile into a body on the ground. Staring at it from a distance, Matthew was slightly dumb-struck to see that Alina actually managed to kill a zombie all on her own, while all along he thought she was just running away from them. He couldn't help being slightly impressed, relieved at the very least. This proved that during their little road trip, he wouldn't have to worry about girl suddenly going soft on him if he would actually need assistance.<br><br>Wait, what was he thinking? He had done completely fine so far without anyone watching his back! Jogging his way to the SUV his eyes moved from her to the zombie on the ground in front of the car, immediately him to raise one of his eyebrows. Not only did she kill the thing, she made a nail reservoir out of it's head! While he wanted to consider the fact he was actually dealing with a psychotic woman, the look on her face made it unnecessary to make such assumptions. A slight sense of compassion send a shiver down his spine, nearly making him utter the words 'good job'. But that tiny trail of humanity went as quickly as it came, "Well, that one's pretty dead by the looks of it, no need to stay up there cowering like a chicken." while the words came out his mouth, he couldn't help but feel slightly guilty, though he knew now was not the time to play the nice guy.<br><br>&nbsp;"Got a knife, some sugar-bombs and an empty gun, I hope you still have the keys to this car so we can get going already." Matthew said turning his gaze back to her, hoping that the thought of getting out of here would be enough for her to snap out of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 05:39:26</strong>
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				"Y-yeah...."<br>Her hands were shaking terribly, and she slowly slipped off the roof of the car and down onto the ground, and it was clear just how shaken she was. Her already pale skin was even paler, her eyes were wide and innocent, and for the first time in a long time she didn't look like a complete bitch. She was scared, and she hadn't been scared since her roommate had tried to chew on her. She was just lucky she had never really been close to her foster family. God, that would have made it a lot harder then things already were. Slowly, and reluctantly though, she moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly while muttering incoherently. When she finally pulled back, she didn't even look at him, just taking both the bags before unlocking the car and throwing them in the hatchback. Once she did that, she tossed him the keys, shutting the door quietly as she practically whispered.<br>"You drive for the first shift. When you get tired, pull over and I'll take over."<br><br>She got into the passengers seat slowly, shutting the door softly so nothing would hear it. She took a deep breath and let it out, taking out a can of peaches before just plucking a piece out and eating it. She hadn't eaten in at least four days, so it didn't take her long to devour the whole can. She took the elastic out of her hair, letting the short curls fall down around her face as she shut her eyes and thought back to the day before it had happened. It was amazing how everything got turned upside by one thing. Before this, she wouldn't have even thought have talking to Matthew, but now, she didn't want him to leave her. Killing that zombie had really rattled her. She had known that woman, she had been a person before all of this. And Alina just had to take her down like an animal.&nbsp; Everything was a mess now. Buildings were vacant, streets were littered with cars and corpses, anyone still alive would shoot you and raid anything you had with you. You had to be on alert at every second, and it was exhausting. Once he was in the car, she glanced over at him, shaking her head in disbelief.<br><br>She never thought in a million years she'd be anywhere near him, but now, now she couldn't have him leave. Killing that....thing had left her totally a wreck. She would have sat on top of the car scared for god knows how long if he hadn't come along. Probably long enough for a zombie to get her. Oh well, thank god that was behind her now. She leaned her head against the glass, taking slow, deep breaths as she managed to calm herself slightly. After all, she didn't want to look like a freak. What was she thinking!? She was sitting next to a boy nicknamed freak. Why should she have cared what he thought of her. She had no idea why, but she did. Maybe it was because he was the last person she knew, or maybe it was only because she wanted him to think she was brave so he'd stay. Either way though, she was kicking herself for feeling so....out of control.<br>"T-thank you.....for earlier. With the zombie in the gym. I never really...um...showed any sort of gratitude, and well....thanks."<br>She muttered silently, glancing over at him before noticing the slight bulge on his shoulder.<br>"What happened? How'd you get hurt?"<br><br>She asked softly, smirking a little bit before climbing into the back and grabbing the bag she had filled up. After going through it, she found gauze and a few alcohol wipes before she turned to him.<br>"Can you drive and let me fix it? Or will it hurt too much? If the latter, pull over in a couple miles and let me help.&nbsp; It's the one thing I'm good at, and if it gets infected and you die, I'm fucked."<br>She smiled slightly, getting on her knees in the passengers seat as she put the bag down by her feet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>05-04-2010, 00:01:42</strong>
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				It was a fortunate thing that, instead of losing it altogether, the girl actually managed to recover from shivering like a baby. Sure, it was still quite obvious that whatever happened here would take far more than just his 'pep-talk' for her to get over it, but at least she was moving. Watching Alina walk over slowly made him feel uncomfortable though, reminding him of the many 'fresh' walking dead that he had encountered before, those who still had a slight trace of humanity in them battling against the insane hunger. Even despite the blatantly obvious facts that she was not one of them, he couldn't help shake the feeling of unease. So when her arms wrapped themselves around him and squeezed him tightly, the initial reflex was to push her away. <br><br>Though that didn't happen, instead his arms were hovering in the air like a bee, unsure what to do. That strange feeling of something not being right only got amplified by this action, it was a strange thing, but he couldn't help it. A somewhat sad realisation, having a girl hug him was worse than having someone you used to know trying to eat a big chunk of flesh right off your bones. That such a simple interaction could leave him so vulnerable was maddening. When her body finally backed away, the perplexed look on his face vanished as swiftly as ice melted in the desert sun. The dazed trail of thoughts remained however, nearly making him unable to catch the keys of the car when they were thrown his way.<br><br>"Fucking hell, act normal man." Matthew mumbled as soon as she got in the passenger seat and closed the door, fighting the urge to slap himself in the face to slap the 'silly' emotions right out of him. Empathy? For someone like her?! The very idea started to get him riled up, what the hell had gotten into him? He should've just shoved her away, this wasn't a time to get all soft and mellow. Maybe it was part of her plan, trying to make him feel sorry for her in the hopes he'd stay with her. But why was it working just now?! With a long, drawn-out sigh, he finally made his way over to the driver's seat.<br>&nbsp;<br>Once he got inside he put the keys in the ignition, a short, sharp pain reminding him of the little 'incident' before. Swallowing the groan back into his throat he pretended like nothing was going on, hoping it wasn't too obvious and that the girl would just continue being an emotional wreck in the hopes that she wouldn't notice. But with each turn he had to make he could feel the splinter moving around in his flesh, it was uncomfortable to say the least, if he had just pulled it out earlier when he still had the chance, it probably would've been a lot easier to deal with it. It was a struggle in itself to navigate the damn vehicle through all the crap scattered on the streets.<br><br>Perhaps it was wishful thinking to hope that she didn't notice, perhaps he shouldn't have been surprised when she finally did, but he was. Of course, he concealed his surprise very well, his magnificent male pride not even allowing as much as a glance towards her direction. "No problem, and that's just from a fight I had earlier with the janitor, had to improvise. Forgot about that." with a calm and casual voice Matthew finally looked at her for a split second with a rigid facial expression, in an attempt to convince her this was not a big deal whatsoever. Yes, the pain had been slowly driving him mad for quite a while now, but he wasn't going to let her know that, the smirk that quickly appeared on her face only strengthened his resolve.<br><br>"Do I look like a sissy to you? I don't need to pull over for this, I used to get worse injuries than this on a daily basis." the words had already left his mouth, but he couldn't help noticing how much he sounded like a 'tough-guy' saying that. Maybe it was because she was stroking his ego, <em>'you die, I'm fucked'</em>. It felt nice to have someone acknowledge the fact he was stronger, usually he had to bash a few heads together to get that same sense of accomplishment. Sure, she would say anything to make sure he'd protect her ass, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy how those who were afraid of him and felt better than him were now desperately trying to stay near him. Well, Alina was at least, but from what he could remember, she was pretty much the queen of the popular brats anyway. Perhaps the thought could soothe him through the ridiculous stinging sensation he was about to experience. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 03:47:47</strong>
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				"I don't believe that. Now, if you had said, 'I used to give worse injuries than this on a daily basis', I would agree. But you were the absolute toughest guy in school. The jocks acted all tough before you bashed their brains in, but once you beat Tommy's pretty little face into a pulp, well, they realized that you were-"<br>In the middle of talking, she had started to take his shirt off. She didn't want the splinter to get caught, so she made sure to go very slowly and carefully. However, once his shirt was off, her breath caught in her throat, the girl coughing softly before biting her lip.<br>"...strong.....I mean, tough!"<br>She blushed slightly, wrapping&nbsp; a piece of cloth around her hand before gripping the splinter tightly. She looked up at him, not wanting to cause him pain but knowing that this was going to hurt like a bitch. With one motion, she pulled the splinter out, making a face as she looked at the blood stained wood. She rolled to window down and tossed it outside before tearing open an alcohol soaked wipe and moving closer to him.<br>"This is going to sting, so if you need to, you can grab me, okay?"<br><br>Without waiting for an answer, she started to wipe the wound, getting all the bits of wood and particulate out of it. Once it was coated with enough disinfectant, she blew on it softly, knowing the cool air would help the stinging to cease once and for all. Once she did that, she opened another one, wiping it a few more times before once again blowing on it slowly and gently. She then covered it in bacitracin before wrapping it up slowly. Her fingers traced over his shoulder and collarbone as she wrapped it, the girl looking up at him before she finally finished.<br>"There....now, if it starts to hurt any more, or itches, let me know so I can make sure it doesn't get infected."<br><br>Her mind went back to what she had said, and how stupid it had been. Sure, she had dated muscular guys, some of the hottest in school, but this boy must have worked out every single second of the day. He wasn't just bulky, he was defined and strong and....it was kind of sexy. Oh god, what was she thinking? She couldn't possibly have...no. It was just the stress. She was just scared and wanted to be safe, thats all. She didn't want anything from him except safety. Yeah, oh course. She ran a hand back through her hair, shutting her eyes as she put her feet up on the dashboard and crossed her legs. Her blue eyes fluttered back open after a moment or two, the girl exhausted from her ordeal with the zombie. She knew one thing for sure. Unless he was about to be eaten, she was not going to take another one of those things down ever again.<br><br>She slowly looked over at him, shaking her head slightly before she reclined the chair a bit and stretched out.<br>"Wake me up when you need me to drive okay? Just pull over and we can switch."<br>She smiled slightly before rolling onto her side with her back to him. Her shirt rode up a little bit, showing the small of her back as she shut her eyes and curled up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 04:27:42</strong>
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				It was hard not to raise an eyebrow and glance in her direction when she gave another compliment, or what Matthew considered a compliment anyway. Sure, he was suppose to be focusing on the road, but considering they were in the only moving vehicle out there, it seemed pointless to do so, even if there were all sorts of large objects scattered all over the place. Compliments or not, it still felt rather unsettling having her touch him, even if it was just to take off his shirt so she could tend to the wound. Exactly why, he did not knew, but it felt just like the hug again. Maybe it was because he expected her to be far worse than this, when she really wasn't all that bad. Not pleasant, but not that bad either. After all, there was no laughter even though he had expected it.<br><br>The new-found appreciation for the girl didn't last long however, as suddenly an immense pain spread over his entire body, causing him to squeeze the steering wheel very tightly. Matthew felt like yelling 'fuck, shit', any swear word would've done really, but that'd be a sign of weakness. The pain caused enough frustration for his body to beg for a way to get rid of all of it, but there driving a car and feeling restrained from yelling made this impossible. Blaming the woman who was causing this intense pain was the logical next step, her comment about him being allowed to 'grab her' only further aiding him fuel the fire. Much to the point that he started getting convinced she was enjoying every second of this, making his skin burn like had just jumped into a campfire.<br><br>It all took forever, seconds seemed like hours, gulping down the pain and trying to pretend he didn't feel it at all. It had worked quite well, aside from the heavy breathing of course. But when it was finally over and the agony washed away by the very breath he wanted to take away from her just a moment ago, the anger subsided as well. Even if she enjoyed inflicting pain on him, her concern was sincere.. or maybe it just looked that way, but still, all of this was far better than dying 'cause of some stupid infection. "Alright, I'll let you know." Matthew responded, finding it still difficult to not make fun of her every time the opportunity arose, like he was ignoring a natural reflex.<br><br>It was all so mentally draining, was she real or trying to play him for a fool? Or was it just him being a jack-ass? It all didn't really matter, yet for some reason it did. Bah! Dealing with those monsters was a lot easier than all of this! Hardly paying attention to what else she had to say, too distracted by his own thoughts, Matthew just nodded to whatever she had to say. He figured it wasn't that important either, considering she was getting ready for a nap. She looked like she could use the sleep, and even though it was against his nature, he decided to grant her a few hours of sleep. Maybe because she had just helped him with his wound, or perhaps because when she kept her mouth shut, she actually seemed like a beautiful, nice girl. Regardless, he wasn't tired at all so it was all a moot point.<br><br><br><br>As the hours passed by his eyelids became heavy, the fact that it was getting dark didn't make it any easier. Rather than waking her up, Matthew decided to pull over when he noticed a night shop. The last few streets had been completely empty, not very surprising considering they were in the middle of nowhere, heck, he didn't even have a clue where the hell they were. Even if there were any of those creatures nearby they probably would've tried to run at them at soon as they heard the car. He wanted to go out and explore, but that meant leaving the car behind and waking Alina up. Waking her up had become a real challenge by now, she just seemed so peaceful, it hadn't been an unpleasant sight to look at while driving.<br><br>Desperately needing a break, Matthew remembered the pack of cigarettes he had found. With a grin on his face he silently looked in the car for a lighter, finding one when he took a peek in the glove compartment. Having everything he needed for his short break, he opened the door as quietly as possible and stepped out of the car, immediately closing the door behind him so the cold air wouldn't brush the soft looking skin of her. "Oh man, I'm going to enjoy this." he mumbled to himself as he lit the cigarette, the light of the lighter like a tiny explosion in the darkness.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 21:10:38</strong>
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				Alina was a light sleeper to being with, and ever since the undead had come, she slept even lighter. She sort of woke up when she felt that they were no longer moving, but didn't really open her eyes at all. She shifted, which allowed him to open the glove compartment without touching her or waking her up. In fact, she probably would have fallen back asleep if it wasn't for the bright light that seemed to be right in her face. In reality, it was all the way on the other side of the car, and outside, but it was still enough to stir. She sat straight up, ready to run if need by just by reflex, but on awakening, she realized she didn't have to do anything. Her next question was where the hell was Matthew. The door wasn't shut all the way since he didn't want to make a lot of noise, so she smelled the cigarette and immediately knew what he was up to. But she didn't care. Honestly, he could have been doing crack and she probably wouldn't have cared. Everything was going to hell anyways. SHe crawled over to the drivers side, slowly rolling down the window before leaning out it slightly.<br>"Goodmorning, sunshine."<br>She muttered groggily, her curly hair a mess in her face. Honestly, she looked gorgeous when she first got up, what with her blue eyes only half open, and her pretty, pink lips parted slightly to take in deep breaths. Her eyes shut again, the girl exhausted still but awake enough to go for another day or so without sleep. She had become used to not sleeping, so only getting a few hours of sleep wasn't too bad.<br><br>"You want me to drive so you can sleep? And you can smoke that in here if you want. I don't care. You can do whatever you want."<br>She smiled slightly, letting her upper body just hang over the door of the car limply. Her mind and body were exhausted, but her body was the more tired. She looked over the boy for a moment, smiling at the sight of his muscles before she reached out. She plucked the cigarette from his lips, bringing it to her own and taking a tiny puff of it, for a few reasons. One was that she didn't know what it tasted like. Sure, she had boyfriends who had kissed her after they smoked, but that was a far different taste. The second was so she could possibly calm her nerves, but the third she didn't want to admit to. She wanted to look cool for him. She wanted him to have some sort of vague attraction to her, although, she wasn't letting herself think about that. She couldn't want him, that she had convinced herself of, but she couldn't push the thought from her head. She handed it back after a second, blowing a small amount of smoke back in his face before getting back in the car. She put her feet up on the dashboard, yawning softly as she hit her face a few times lightly, waking herself up more so before glancing at the shop.<br>"Should we go inside and rummage, or just keep going?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 23:06:14</strong>
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				The feelings he experienced was like a cliché, but he just couldn't help finding the feeling of the smoke warming up his body from the inside extremely relaxing. He had always denied he needed the damn things to the few real friends he had, which had always been true, he didn't <em>need</em> them, but damned the sensation and the nicotine never failed to turn a shitty day slightly less shittier. Even if it was all in the head, it didn't matter, ignorance was a bliss after all, and who was he to ignore an ancient saying? <br><br>A smile appeared on Matthew's face, a rare feat on it's own, but the reason why was even more bizarre: the realisation of how completely uncommon the situation he ended up in was. Not so much for the apocalypse and how it had managed to bring mankind near extinction, but the fact that he had sneaked his way outside the car to smoke a cigarette simply because he didn't want to wake his company. Not only was it unlike him, it wasn't even someone he liked, heck, it was one of the people he absolutely despised.<br><br>Though the smile vaporized when the sound of Alina's voice reached his ears, not because of her, she bandaged him after all, that earned some credit, though rather because he felt the compulsion to look like a complete bad-ass. Admitting to smoking a cigarette outside to not bother her did not fit this image at all, especially accompanied by a cheesy smile on his face. "Good evening." Matthew replied quite plainly, slowly exhaling, creating a wave of smoke slowly rolling over his face. While he did not do it consciously, the curtain of smoke did somewhat mask a rather perplexed look in his eyes. <br><br>It was strange to see the girl this way, sure, she was beautiful, even if he never did like the popular egocentric kids at school, that didn't mean he didn't find them attractive even back then. But there was this certain innocence about her right now, much like when she was asleep, that bitchy aura that he felt around her before wasn't there. Then again, leave it to him to find himself captivated by her beauty when she just woke up. Why many of those girls deemed it so important to put on all that make up eluded him completely, well, it was either that or he was getting soft because it had been ages since he saw someone of the opposite sex around the same age as him, he was a guy after all. But that didn't take away that Alina seemed to look a lot more beautiful now in this post-apocalyptic environment than she did at school.<br><br>"Fair enough, but I like a bit of fresh air." trying to regain composure Matthew pretended him smoking this outside the car wasn't for her sake, her sleeping suggestion wasn't temptign either. For one sleeping meant having to let your guard down, she might have killed that fat cafeteria lady, but the effects that had on her wern't too good. The second reason sleeping wasn't an appealing option was the fact she would be sitting there right next to him, for some reason the thought made him uncomfortable.<br><br>Even more surprising was when Alina took the cigarette right from between his lips so she could enjoy the taste herself. It was a strange thing how everything was so completely different than usual when suddenly there were no more people around. Was that why she was smoking? Trying to make a good impression on him? She didn't cough though, but she was an athlete. Doubt quickly started filling his mind again, the fact that he felt some sort of attraction became alarming, they didn't even really know eachother but even then there was this unspoken hostility between them in school. A likewise hatred that didn't make much sense.<br><br>But still, whether it made sense or not, it was still a great disliking. So why was she being so nice to him? Was it a ruse because he finally had some use? If it was true, Matthew didn't know what was worse, whether she was still trying to play games with him, or because it was slowly but surely working..<br><br>"I suggest we both just keep going, I'll take a quick nap to regain some energy, chances are the place is empty anyway." speaking in his usual tone of voice Matthew threw the cigarette away, tiny sparks of the minuscule fire spreading to all directions as it hit the pavement. While looking through what could be looted from the shop was the smart thing to do, he could deny it all he wanted, but he was tired, and that wasn't going to help if they were going to get attacked. Besides, maybe the lack of sleep was creating some sort of illusion. "Or if you really want we could take a look in side, either way I'm going to take my quick nap, in there or in the car, it's up to you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 05:14:38</strong>
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				She had started to get out, but then she heard something. It wasn't moaning like normal, just rustling around inside the building. She glanced back at the store, shaking her head slightly before leaning out of the window. Without thinking, she put her hands on his shoulders gently and pulled him closer before leaning next to his ear.<br>"Get in the car...quietly. We should probably just get out of here."<br>Alina whispered harshly, her warm breath hitting his ear. She pushed him back slightly, opening the door before pulling him into the car with her. Even in an SUV though, there wasn't much room in the drivers seat. She had pulled him in far enough to shut the door, but then she made the mistake of looking up at him. Oh jesus....he was so cute. She squirmed slightly under him, her mouth opening slightly as she tried to speak. But it was no use. A soft breath escaped her lips, the girl finally looking away to keep herself from blushing worse. Once he finally got off of her though, she started up the car and slammed her foot down on the gas.<br><br>They took off quickly, the girl looking in the rear view mirror just in time to see a Zombie come out and chasing after the car. But it was no match for the speeding car. Finally, they were a few miles away, and she stopped the car again before taking several deep breaths.<br>"Holy fuck....that was close...."<br>She leaned over, resting her head on his good shoulder gently as she tried to regain her composure. Plus, hey, it was nice to be comforted by a strong, cute guy. But that wasn't why she was doing it. As least thats what she was telling herself. Finally, she sat back up, the groggy look finally leaving her face. But for some reason, she still didn't seem bitchy. In fact, it seemed like the whole part of her personality was gone. At least, for the moment. She turned to him, not being able to help reaching over and running a hand through his messy hair slowly to get it out of his face.<br>"Go to sleep. If anything happens, I'll wake you up."<br>She then pulled back, buckling her seatbelt habitually before taking off again. She didn't speed off like before, only moved fast enough to get them somewhere and outrun any zombies. Where they were going, she didn't know, and she didn't care. She just wanted to be somewhere safe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 00:40:02</strong>
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				Yes, he was starting to hallucinate, Matthew could tell because the words that were whispered to him made next to no sense, but the hot breath was amplified and felt surprisingly soothing. Even though it was hard to understand what she was actually saying, the fact Alina opened the door for him was more than enough for him to realise that she decided to continue driving to nowhere. Why he couldn't just use the other door wasn't even something he took into consideration, perhaps it was the somewhat sense of security of knowing someone else would finally be watching over him that made fighting the sleep a lot harder, regardless, trying to manoeuvre along her while there wasn't that much room proved to be a challenge.<br><br>Being so close to her gave him this odd sensation Matthew couldn't quite place, though just like anything else that he couldn't figure out right now, he just blamed it on his lack of sleep. It had to be, why else would be suddenly extremely aware of how gorgeous while being extremely bashful. Wait.. she was being bashful? A strange grin formed on his lips, now he was sure he was simply losing it. Not wanting to embarrass himself any further by staying awake in this madness that his own brain was creating, Matthew moved over to the driver's seat.<br><br><em>'That was close.'</em> the words seemed to have an entirely different meaning to them than she intended, well, before he actually faintly noticed the zombie trying to chase them anyway. "Meh, I could have taken him on, don't worry." Matthew mumbled to himself quietly, fighting to stay awake just a little longer, but when she rested her head on his shoulder, coercing him to sleep not soon after, he knew it was a battle he simple could not win and finally gave in.<br><br>It didn't take long for Matthew to lose himself in that blissful embrace of sleep, it was also the only moment, even before all this, that one could ever hope to see a smile on his face. Not just any smile, but the smile that looked like it belonged to a young boy, innocent and perhaps even slightly naive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 05:09:56</strong>
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				As he smirked as he was on top of her, she blushed, thinking he figured out that she may have been sort of attracted to him. As he sat down and she took off, she glanced over at him, listening to him say how he could take them before giggling softly.<br>"Matthew.... your exhausted.... And I am not letting you fight one of those things on no sleep."<br>As he started to fall asleep, she smiled, continuing to drive as she sang softly to herself. She drove for what must have been six or seven hours, finally pulling over as she stretched slightly. They were in the middle of nowhere, in a clearing, which is exactly where she wanted to be. She could see things from all directions, and if a zombie tried to come after the car, she's just gun it.<br><br>Her eyes slowly drifted over to him, smiling wildly as she saw the smile on his face.<br>"Oh...."<br>She whispered softly, turning onto her side and looked over his features slowly. He was asleep, so she felt at least a little bit safer in expressing herself. Slowly, her trembling hand reached out and pet his cheek, the girl shutting her eyes as she whispered.<br>"I... remember the first time I saw you, you know. I wanted.... you to like me... But when all the jocks hated you.... I had to too.... And now I know it was all for nothing....."<br>She sighed softly, running her fingers over his cheek before leaning forwards and kissing his forehead gently and tenderly. She didn't let the kiss linger, only pulled back slow enough not to disturb him. She didn't want him to wake up just yet. She sat back up, leaning her head on the steering wheel for a moment before getting a tad hungry. She crawled into the back of the car partially, her lower half still in the front seat as she looked through the food. She found some sort of vegetable, and opened the can slowly so she didn't wake him up. Slowly, she took a few bites, frowning at the taste of it before continuing to eat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 03:09:22</strong>
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				"There's no need to eat disgusting vegetables when there are some perfectly good candy bars in my bag, nobody's going to care if it makes you fat." with some soft incoherent mumbling, Matthew started to wake up, though was obviously still partially lost in a dream. As his senses slowly returned, the smile slowly faded away, but not entirely. After all, this was the best he had slept in a long time, it was an amazing feeling to actually not feel exhausted for a change. Not that he had slept solid, there had been many times that he had woken up for a very short time, drawn back to reality only briefly. Though those events seemed so vague and distant he couldn't be too sure whether it was just part of the dream or if he had actually woken up for a short while.<br><br>Dreams were one of the few things he had always liked, they'd cause him to wake up with a smile but the reason why was something he would be completely oblivious about, leaving him wondering. Most of the vague memories about it seemed to be about the girl right next to him though, it didn't really surprise him either, even if the relationship between them was bizarre at best, she was by far the most fascinating thing that had happened to him in a while.<br><br>While still half asleep, Matthew threw his arm to the back seat trying to find the backpack he had filled with a few candy-bars without looking. It took him a bit, considering the state he was in and the fact he was not even glancing, but once he succeeded he victoriously grabbed his breakfast from it. "I hope I didn't sleep too long? So, where exactly are we?" he asked, finally completely back to reality. Rather than starting to talk about pleasantries, Matthew just went straight to business, mostly because out of necessity, but also because he was still very uncertain as to what exactly was going on between them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 20:37:49</strong>
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				"I'm not worried about getting fat, Matthew. I need energy, though, and as disgusting as these may be, they'll give me tons more than a candy bar."<br>She watched him as his smile slowly left his face, the smile on hers leaving simultaneously. She watched him struggle to get one of the sweet treats, giggling softly before polishing off the disgusting greens. She then tossed the empty can into the back seat, reclining her chair as well so she was at eye level with him. She rolled onto her side, looking into his eyes for a moment before shutting her own. She started thinking, and the thoughts, surprisingly, brought a gorgeous smiling to her face.<br><br>She was thinking about Matthew, and while she knew she shouldn't think about him like that, she couldn't help it. There was something about him that, until now, she hadn't seen. Something great. But she couldn't place exactly what it was. Whatever it was though, she liked it. She slowly moved over a bit, laying on the very edge of her seat as she ran a hand through her hair slowly.<br><br>"Matthew.... what did you think the first time that you saw me? Before I was.... a bitch."<br>She asked softly, not sure what his answer would be. he didn't want him to admit he hated her on first sight, but she honestly wouldn't have blamed him if he did. After all, she wasn't the nicest person in the world, but that didn't change the fact that she was finding herself slightly attracted to him. And she wasn't happy with herself for crushing on him. For Gods sake, he was an outcast! But.... maybe that didn't matter anymore. Maybe.... he was the exact person she needed right now, and not just to protect her. Maybe there was something more. Maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 02:32:48</strong>
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				There was something going on, Matthew had no clue what, but all of a sudden the air seemed far much heavier than before. Either way, there was something making him more uncomfortable than usual. Or maybe it was her question that had thrown him off balance. Regardless, how or in which manner he had to answer this was a complete mystery to him. Being honest was an option, but it was extremely likely that it would just turn out embarrassing. Being dishonest would practically mean being the usual ass, by far the easier way out but really, what was the point?<br><br>This wasn't school anymore, besides, it seemed like this whole situation changed. Or was it because of the circumstances? Or him? Matthew shook his head from side to side and let out a sigh, finally realising it didn't even matter. None of it really mattered. Pulling his body back up so he could sit straight, Matthew's eyes just peered down the darkness in front of him, avoiding all eye contact.<br><br>"Let's see, you were beautiful and smart, don't take this wrong way but yes, I instantaneously knew you and me wouldn't get along very well." while Matthew starting talking, he could feel himself getting uneasy. It just wasn't like him to talk the truth, even if it wasn't very flattering, it still felt strange. "It wasn't you per say but that boyfriend of yours said enough. Not to mention I'm pretty sure I broke his nose." Matthew shrugged to pretend like it was a vague memory, but he remembered it quite well, especially because it was extremely enjoyable to break the ego of the jocks.<br><br>"Honestly, if you hadn't spent your time hanging around the jocks and other brainless fashion dolls, I'm sure we would've gotten along. But hey, that's school for you." he added while his gaze moved through the darkness, not finding much comfort right now in the fact that out there were monsters for him to vent his frustrations out on. School was a great place to build up on stress and frustrations, just talking about it was apparently equally effective. "But I guess the very first glimpse I got of you, I was impressed." Matthew incoherently mumbled, as if not wanting to admit he had feelings too, aside from anger that was.<br><br>"Seriously though, why does that matter? We didn't like eachother then and just because it's convenient to stick together now doesn't mean we suddenly have to become best friends." it had taken a minute for Matthew to recover to his usual cold self, but the sheer atmosphere around them combined with remember how it used to be didn't exactly help. Sure she was gorgeous, sure she seemed nice and despite the circumstances even fun, but at the end of the day the only reason they were in this car together was the fact they used one another. <br><br>Matthew's body language quickly gave away what was going on as well, his right leg nervously moving up and down. Biting down on his nails with a rather annoyed look on his eyes, though still seeming to be avoiding all sort of eye contact at all costs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 06:53:17</strong>
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				"You didn't just break his nose...."<br>She whispered, moving her hand onto his cheek before letting her finger trace the bone under his left eye before it went down his jaw bone.<br>"You broke this bone, and then you messed up his jaw. Every time he tried to kiss me after that, his jaw made this clicking noise. It was amazing."<br>Alina smiled at him, tucking her hair behind her ears as she let her fingers trail off of his cheek. She had to stop herself from acting this way. Sure, he was strong... and cute.... and had a smile that made her heart stop.... but she couldn't think like that! Could she? No, it was too risky. If she fell for him, she wouldn't pay attention anymore. She'd get eaten in no time. But.... was there a point to living through this mechanically, or should she die as a person. She had no idea, but all she knew was her brain was in a whole different place then it was ever before.<br><br>"I didn't want to spend my time with them. I mean, I came in here, totally new, I didn't know anyone. Tommy set his beady little eyes on me and I went with it. I ended up in with a while crowd that I didn't belong with. All I wanted to do was run. And run. And run. And..... have you talk to me...."<br>Without another word, she leaned over, kissing his cheek gently before pulling back. She didn't say anything else after that, just put the car into drive as she blushed wildly. What was she thinking! Ugh, he was just going to start laughing, demand she pull over, and either shove her out of the car or get out himself. But she couldn't say anything to defend herself, cause when it came to what she really wanted, well, it had been the same thing she wanted from the time she got to the school. Him. Her first day there, she had thought he was something else. Sure, she didn't see him again for about three weeks when he finally came back to the school, but still. Unfortunately, in those three weeks, she had gotten with Tommy and with the in crowd. And even if she wanted to talk to him, the glares she got from him were enough to make her steer clear. Plus, anytime he was around, so was Tommy, and the boy would grip her waist so tight he'd bruise her hips.<br><br>After about thirty more miles, she was tired of driving, and tired of thinking. She pulled over, looked at Matt, opened her mouth to speak.... and then shut it completely. She shut the car off for a moment, leaning her head on the steering wheel gently as she shut her eyes tightly. She didn't know what to say, or do, so she decided just sitting there quietly would be the best option.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 02:40:24</strong>
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				It was hard not to raise an eyebrow when the girl who he deemed very uptight and vain talked about her ex-boyfriend's 'accident' as if she enjoyed all of it. His paranoia about her intentions wasn't the worse part though, he could feel himself getting slightly jealous at the thought of that jack-ass kissing her. Envy for a dead man? Smooth. Not even awake for an hour yet and already his mind was already spiralling down into some pointless discussion with himself. Matthew shook his head lightly, convinced this simple movement would magically clear his mind.<br><br>It was a bizarre challenge, listening to her, this wasn't the type of conversation he enjoyed. It made him feel uncomfortable, what was he suppose to say? It was far too.. delicate. Staying silent like an idiot was his usual response to any conversation with the opposite sex that would imply any kind of emotion. In fact, he was so good at hiding his emotions that even the sudden feeling of her soft lips on his cheeks didn't seem to phase him at all. On the outside he seemed as calm and slightly angry as usual, though on the inside it was pure chaos.<br><br>The only sound that could be heard coming from Matthew however was him clearing his throat, following by a muffled <em>"Alright.."</em> that hinted at his actual current confused state. What followed was the infamous 'awkward silence', every somewhat spooky sound outside the car suddenly amplified a thousandfold. Though Matthew couldn't get himself to talk after what just happened, it was debatable that Alina was being like this just to ensure he would stick around, but even he didn't think she was capable of pushing her that far.<br><br>Though eventually, when the car came to a halt once more, and her mouth moving ever so slightly only to close once more, he could feel himself getting angry at the silence itself. "Right, so what should we do next? We can't stay in this car forever, so I'm thinking possibly trying to find an empty house and making a temporary barricade so we can take a rest. But I guess I can take over and drive if you want." Matthew said, clearly avoiding the obvious, pretending nothing happened. Though his very suggestion of finding an empty house to rest in for a bit was merely because he knew they had to have some sort of conversation, and he really rather not do it in the car out in the open.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 04:16:54</strong>
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				"Well, I think we're about twenty minutes outside of Beckett, and I had a friend who has a house out here. Real paranoid type kid. He's got locks on top of the locks. It should be pretty safe. Plus, it's out in the middle of nowhere, so there shouldn't be too many of those suckers out there. I'll drive, I know where it is."<br>She sighed heavily, sort of sad that he didn't say anything about the kiss. But then again, she hadn't really expected him to do anything positive, so since he didn't do anything negative, it was already a lot better than she thought it would have gone. With that, she took off, heading down the road at a comfortable pace as she flipped her dark hair back slightly. In about twenty minutes, they were there, and she just hoped that he hadn't locked up before he left. She knew he was dead, but probably not a zombie. He probably offed himself when he heard about this all going down. She just hoped he hadn't killed himself inside the cabin. As she pulled up the long driveway, it was quiet, but not too quiet. She could still hear animals, and if zombies had been too close, everything would be dead quiet. Or there would be animals screaming their little heads off. The garage was open, a good sign that he had left in a hurry, which meant that he had probably wanted to come back and hide. But he would have been there by now if that was the case. She pulled into the garage, leaving the car running as she hopped out and pulled down the door. She locked it, not wanting any scavengers to open it and head inside. <br><br>Now is when she started to get nervous, though. What if there was one of those things in the house? She didn't know what she would do. She shut off the car, putting the keys in the viser and shutting it before shutting her door. She still felt like an absolute moron for kissing him, but she was determined not to think about it. She moved swiftly, the runners mentality obviously still in her head. She walked to the door, finally leaning her ear against the door and putting her fingers to her lips so he would be quiet, although him talking didn't seem to be a problem after that kiss. He seemed irritated with it, and she was cursing at herself in her head over and over again for doing it. <br><br>After several moments, she opened the door, looking at the utter chaos of the house. It wouldn't be a safe house, God knows. It would just last them long enough to get some rest for a day or two. Zombies would come around soon enough. After all, the SUV wasn't a very quiet vehicle, and the sounds of talking would surely be heard. But at least she'd get to sleep in an actual bed, and maybe even clean off. She motioned for him to head inside, the girl walking in and not even bothering to say anything. She just pulled her shirt off, tossing it aside&nbsp; as she let her long, curly hair out of the ponytail. It barely went past her shoulders, but if it was straight, it would probably fall down about four more inches. She sat down on the beat up couch, running her fingers through her hair slowly before glancing over at him and sighing.<br>"Listen.... just lets pretend that never happened, okay? I know I made a complete ass out of myself. But what it comes down to is this. I have liked you, at least on some subconcious level, for a long time. And I know you hate me, or at least could never see me in... that light, so lets just pretend I didn't do it, and we can get back to making sure we don't die at those fuckers. Now do me a favor. The kid who stayed here has guns around here somewhere, help me find them."<br><br>However harsh her words were, her eyes showed this sadness that wasn't typical of the girl, and even Matthew would know that. She was more fiery normally, always letting herself be bitchy and cruel, but it seemed that the thought of him never feeling that way about her made her feel depressed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 13:25:15</strong>
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				Again the silence, this time however Matthew chose to keep it like that. No matter how uncomfortable it made him, he knew that anything he would say or do would just make it a lot more uncomfortable, so the smart choice was to just shut his mouth for a bit. It also gave him the chance to observe the young woman whom he practically really 'just met' for real, to see what was going on in her mind. Sure, it was nigh impossible to understand what went on in a woman's mind, he knew that, but for Alina to break through to him so fast, he couldn't help but try.<br><br>She was acting nothing like he had expected her to, well, in fact, he hadn't expect her to survive this long of all people. But here she was anyway, kissing him on the cheek to boot. Matthew still didn't know what to do with that, not to mention.. it had been ages since he's been like that with a girl. It wasn't until they arrived at the house she had been talking of that his mind yet again focused on what was important, making sure they would stay alive. Even if it seemed like there was no zombie not even close to them at the moment, it only took one to take you off-guard to ruin it all. Not to mention it could quickly change to an all out zombie attack if they stayed here too long.<br><br>While she parked the car and got out, obviously nervous and perhaps moving a bit <em>too</em> fast for being indoors, Matthew took his time like he always did. Every action from leaving the car to searching out a potential weapon was done with a sort of eery calmness. Though as soon as he realised it was completely safe and void of any monster trying to make a meal out of them, that calm state he was in vanished and switched back to his doubtful one. That kiss, it was merely on his cheek, but it had been enough to confuse the living hell out of him.<br><br>Matthew took comfort in repetition and the 'usual', something that simple kiss was not. He was great at hiding it, but it had amplified everything by quite a lot. Like earlier her hand running through her hair was at best perceived as a 'girly' force of habit. Though now he could spot a certain elegance in it, a simple motion that was a glimpse at how it used to be. Of course, he was fully aware this was just his mind playing tricks on him, but just because he knew what it was didn't stop it from being very effective.<br><br>Her voice itself, although it was clearly throwing orders at him after a bizarre confession he felt more inclined to believe in the state he was in, did sound differently. Matthew prided himself in knowing that he wasn't at all like every other guy his age, the fact he was still alive was proof of this, but now that one of the school's most popular girl's showed up he started to crack for her charismatic personality just like everyone else? It was something he'd love to deny, but it was the only explanation as to why he felt like a complete idiot right now.<br><br>"Oh sure, first you kiss me on the cheek and now I'm being ordered around, does that mean we're married now?" Matthew made a joke. Wait, Matthew made a joke? Sure, it was not even funny and given the situation it would probably end up bringing Alina to a boiling rage, but it was a revelation nonetheless. An actual joke, not even really demeaning anyone as well. Matthew blamed it on that sad look on her face, it.. annoyed him, made him feel bad. Before the girl could throw a barrage of insults and anger-fuelled words at him for making sure a horrible joke at such a terrible time, he decided to move to another room as quick as possible.<br><br>"But I guess you're right, guns are pretty mandatory." he said, for the first time moving to somewhere else rather quickly, as opposed to the slow pace that was usual for him, "Also hate is a bit too much, I simply didn't like you all that much." he said with a shrug, sounding serious despite the words leaving his mouth being very uncharacteristic of him. But really, all he wanted was to wipe that sad look off her face, even if he had no clue how to.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 01:35:54</strong>
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				She smiled slightly at his joke, Alina shutting her eyes for a moment before opening them and starting to look around. She went through drawers and cabinets, just wanting to find the stupid gun so she could go lay down. She was hoping that there would be more than one, since they both needed one. Although, she was pretty sure Matthew could take on the zombies with his bare hands. After about twenty minutes of scouring the living room, she sighed and decided she'd be able to find it better once she get a little rest. Her body was sore and bruised. Probably cut up a little bit too. And her dark hair was a frizzy mess of curls. She decided to go check if there was any running water, which was doubted, but hopefully if the boy had been smart, before he left he would have filled up the bath tub with fresh water to live off of. And as she went into the bathroom, she smiled, sighing in relief as she unzipped her jeans and pushed them off.<br>"Thank God... Matt, I'm going to clean up. If you need anything, hollar for me."<br><br>With that, she stripped down completely, grabbing one of what must of been twenty full buckets of water that were in the bathroom. And there was probably more in the bathroom in the basement, too. She didn't even bother shutting the door, but that was merely an oversight. She sort of forgot about the fact that someone else was with her. Any other time she had gotten to clean up, she was always alone, so her mind for some reason wandered to the point where she had forgotten about him. she dumped about half of the water over her curvy form, putting the bucket down in the tub and she ran her hands over her body, scrubbing away dirt and dried blood before focusing on cleaning her hair. After about fifteen minutes, she was finished, and dumped the rest of the water on herself before shivering. God, it was freezing, but the sensation of being clean felt so good that she didn't even care. She grabbed a towel, albeit small, and wrapped it the best she could around her body. She then left the bathroom, her hair dripping onto her shoulders as she walked down the hallway and into the bedroom. Within several seconds, she had dried her body and hair, and and dropped the towel onto the ground and crawled onto the bed.<br><br>Her mind wandered back to high school. Back to how mean she had been to the less popular girls. And even the boys. How she had taken her status as meaning she was better than them. And in reality, most of those kids probably managed to stay alive longer than any of her friends. Only reason she had she attributed to one thing. She was a scardey cat and was incredibly fast. So she managed to escape. But that month had been incredibly lonely. Incredibly frightening. But now she had Matthew. Holy shit, Matthew! She was laying on top of the bed completely naked and he.... Oh God, what if he saw her! She rolled off the bed, hitting the ground with a thud before running towards the closet, hoping to find something to wear. Anything to wear. And thank God, she did. But it wasn't anything that really covered her. Just a bikini top and a pair of panties that were a size too small for her. She sighed heavily, hating that they had probably been some skanks clothing, but it didn't matter. At least she was slightly covered, and she didn't have to worry about him seeing her naked, which was good, since he didn't like her that way anyways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 20:25:47</strong>
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				Being in a room on his own again was comforting, whatever what was going on with him, Matthew was sure it wasn't normal. How else could all of it be explained? Ok, he was just a man, being on his own without even what little friends he had for such a long time had no doubt left it's mark and made him, even if he didn't wanted to admit it, sub-consciously craving for some human contact. But really, he had always loathed people like her, the popular, arrogant little kids of high school. Then what the caused him to change this quickly, into someone who even now that the person was gone, couldn't stop thinking about her. This wasn't him, this wasn't right.<br><br>Trying to stop his own mind from driving him to insanity, Matthew instead diverted his energy to finding whatever there was to find in this house. Which, after just a few minutes of just looking, proved to be quite a lot. Some.. 'decent' food which hadn't expired yet, plenty of drinkable water and eventually he even stumbled upon a weapon. It was a simple handgun with the ammunition neatly placed next to it, a rather small one, but more than enough to be useful. The corner's of his lips curled up to form a smile, the things weren't exactly intelligent and hard to kill, but once overwhelmed this would come in handy for sure.<br><br>Once Matthew heard Alina's voice call out for him, he was curious what was up, as he could hear her, but couldn't really make out what she had just said. Was it important? Or not at all? Trying to just ignore it and leave it be, his curiosity started to get the better of him. For all he knew she had been waiting for him up there now for ages. Making his way upstairs, Jack was sure he could hear the sound of water, but as it didn't make any sense to him as to why he'd hear this he continued on. Once he carefully took a peek where the noise was coming from, he quickly pulled his entire back ten steps.<br><br>A rarely facial expression was seen on Matthew face after what he had witnessed, which was a glimpse of the naked Alina. A mixture of panic and red cheeks. Shit, how was it a horde of zombies would not even phase him, but this felt him like crawling back and hide somewhere dark. It was hard enough to deny the fact he was feeling attracted to her, this definitely wasn't helping one bit. He could hear noises indicating she was about to leave the room and he hid in another empty room, which seemed to be used as some sort of storage for cleaning materials.<br><br>Once a safe distance was between him, Matthew started to slowly move to the room he heard her move into. He wasn't sure why he was doing this, but it was like he simply had to get another glimpse. His body demanded it as badly as it'd demand food when hungry. Once he arrived at the door frame, Matthew again took a peek inside the room, surprised to see Alina still butt-naked on the bed. Matthew knew it was horribly wrong, he wasn't like this, he wasn't a complete pervert. But as the hormones slowly started to kick in and his blood was being diverted to his crotch in particular, moral objections to peeking seemed to fade away slowly.<br><br>Before Matthew could get himself really worked up however, she suddenly jumped out of bed, causing him to press his back against the wall. Shit, did she spot him? She looked shocked, crap, this wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. Still, he hoped she hadn't seen him, and after about two minutes of silence, he was fairly sure of it. Otherwise she would've said something already right?<br><br>Disguising the bulge in his pants, Matthew tried to make his presence known looking as casual as possible, as if he had just arrived. "Hey, I found food, water and a weapon downstairs. Are you around here somewhere?" Matthew said out loud, acting as if he had no clue where she was. Stumbling inside the room she was in, despite of how normal he wanted himself to look, having a good view of her now wearing a skimpy bikini wasn't going to help considering the state he was. "Ah, ehh.. I heard a thud, figured you were here." Matthew lied a bit, last this girl needed was knowing she now had a pervert staring at her not too long after she had given him a simple kiss.<br><br>"I-Isn't it a bit cold t-to be wearing that?" he asked, stumbling over his words a bit. Matthew could tell he was blushing again, but now that he was standing here, there wasn't much he could do about it. Other than pretend he wasn't blushing at all of course.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Even a Zombie would have been better than you (RandomClown and Panda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Unusual Panda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 05:01:09</strong>
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				She looked up at that sudden sound of his voice, seeing that he was red and getting nervous. Was he sick? Oh no, no no no. He couldn't be sick. What would she do? Alina jumped up quickly, moving over to him swiftly and putting her hand on his forehead.<br>"Why are you red? Do you feel okay?"<br>Alina asked softly, her lithe body practically pressed up against his. As he asked about the bikini, she blushed, looking down as she pulled away slightly and moved over to the closet. She grabbed a white, button down shirt, slipping it around her and buttoning it quickly as she muttered. It certainly covered her, going down to about mid thigh on the small girl, but his was semi see through, so the dark bikini top still showed through a decent amount.<br>"It's... all I saw for a girl and I just got clean and didn't want to... It doesn't matter...."<br>WHy was she acting to insane around him? She was blushing and being shy like an idiot. She had been in bikinis in front of guys dozens of times, so being nervous didn't even seem plausible. But somehow, she was. The girl looked into his eyes for a moment, opening her mouth to speak before shutting it and just giving up on talking at that point. It would just make her look stupid in front of him.<br><br>"I'm going to lay down. There's only one bed, but I was thinking we could share it... I mean... unless... you don't want to..."<br>She turned around slowly, crawling back into bed slowly and almost sexily. The shirt moved up, showing her curvaceous rear as she snuggled into the bed. She then laid on her side, her hand resting on her hip as she looked over at him. Her mind started wandering, to how nice it would be if they did sleep together tonight. They could snuggle and talk and... what was she thinking? God, she was going insane. She must have been. Why else would it be that all she wanted was to take his hands and pull him into bed with her. Suddenly though, she sat up slowly, tucking her hair behind her ears before glancing up at him. <br>"Do you think... you'd wanna... lay with me for a few minutes?"<br>She asked meekly, Alina's cheeks still slightly pink as she bit her lower lip. Oh, who was she kidding, she wasn't going to be able to fight this forever. She knew that. Her best bet was to try and make him see that there was something special about her.<br>"Please? Just for a little bit... "<br><br>She was desperate for the tiniest bit of human affection. She wanted everything to be normal again. To be able to go home and go to sleep and not have to worry about what was going to try and eat her when she woke up. The girl was breaking under the pressure. Wasn't sure why she was trying so hard to survive right now. It had been hell these last... how long had it been? Three weeks? Four? Too long in any case. At first, she thought that if she could survive, anyone could. That it was simple. But watching your friends and people you knew die and come after you, well, that was too much to deal with. Her personality had shifted, from one that was obsessed with being the best and not needing any help, to the one that was quiet and in desperate need of guidance. But it was so much more attractive. She was scared and vulnerable, and she wanted to be that way, at least for a little bit. <br><br>Alina wanted him to know that he was stronger than her. That she wasn't the tough girl she acted like in High School. After looking into his eyes for several more moments, she looked away, glancing down at the bed before tracing her fingers up and down her leg slowly and nervously. She shut her eyes for a few moments, her cheeks slightly red before she willed the blush away so she wouldn't make an even bigger idiot out of herself.
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