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- Posted: Fri, 23 Mar 2012 06:11:38 +0000
Marcus 'Zeke' Kinkade
Marcus huffed it hard as he jumped a 6 foot gap from one roof to another, hitting the ground, but not dissipating his momentum. He'd been running after the truck for a while, to him anyway, but he was no closer to reaching it, falling behind really. But as he saw it pull into the university he smiled widely when he saw the truck stop. "Hard, harder!!" He shouted to himself as he booked it. There were no conjoining roofs to get him closer to the truck, he'd have to transfer to the ground. He knew he was faster than the zombies, question was, would the driver wait for him to get on?
Looking to the corpses and the living ones being eaten by said corpses, he shook his head. He had to try, if he couldn't get out of here he'd be dead. Taking a deep breath, he ran closer to the ledge of a roof, running along the edge and then vaulting off like a flying monkey. He hit the ground from the two story drop, bent at the knees, pushed forward and rolled with the momentum, preserving his legs and maintaining momentum as he rolled out of the landing straight back into running again. He focused, remembering the running method he learned, locking his ankle at right angles and pushing off with the entire foot while also using the back muscles of the legs for explosive steps while recovering with the front muscles of the legs. This running method and training the muscles for it, he had to thank for the track and field team at school. He joined only to increase his speed and running stamina, but ended up staying the entire year, becoming a record holder runner for the school before leaving. And he was relying on that speed and stamina now.
"Trackandfieldtrackandfieldtrackandfield!!" He breathed out as he kicked it hard, kinda doing a self pray for speed, one foot leading infront of another, the hands moving in sync with his body to support his balance and continue his momentum forward. He saw a woman jump down and he cringed inwardly as he saw her land, she was gonna be hurting for a while. "Hey!!!" He hollered, throwing a hand up to get their attention. He was faster than the horde behind him and losing them as he got closer to the truck. But he hoped that was enough to convince the driver he was worth saving. He could feel his heart pounding hard inside his chest, and he wasn't even gonna ask if he could get on. Once he was close enough, he put foot to asphault and sailed over the back door of the truck bed, landing in the bed, he quickly scrambled up near the cab, clapping his hand on top of the roof. "Gogogogogo." He spoke in rapidfire, signalling him to move on. He looked behind him to see the horde moving closer.
Company: dead people
Location:Heading for the university
Song: Times of Grace - Strength in numbers
Supplies: Watch, Smart Phone, Ear Bullets, Charger, wallet and items, loose change, Hair bands, Condoms, keys, tape, marker, pen, Running shoes with grind plates, multi-tool, pocket knife.
Arsenal: Pocket knife, Keys, shoes, body.