World War Z

[Zihark Faroda]

Ashley's voice right next to him startled Ricard. He was going to have to be more careful about that in the future and not get lost in things. If Ashley had been a zombie, he'd be dead right now. "Um...nothing," he replied, shaking his head and turning away from the window. The last thing he wanted Ashley to see was such a gruesome scene. He petted Harley and looked at Ashley and then at the bike and makeshift sidecar with her. "So, all set then?"  

[Nikki Faroda]

"Yup i'm ready to go if you are, but whoever drives will have to drive a little slow at first to make sure the rig holds together properly." Ashley said and started to put Harley in the side car. When she got Harley in, she shut and latched the door.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Well, before we decide that we should determine where we're going," Ricard said as he secured both the metal rod and his backpack to their ride. "Let's see, we're not that far from the pizza place I was at last night, so I imagine we can't be too far from there." Ricard said this mainly to himself, thinking aloud before turning to Ashley. "I don't suppose you know how to get to the Best Western Hotel from here, do you?"  

[Nikki Faroda]

Ashley looked at him confused, "Yea, were you staying there or something?" That was a weird question. 'What local didn't know where the Best Western was? He might not be a local.' She had never thought about him not living in Connecticut before. Then again it could always be because he doesn't know where he is and can find that out by going to the hotel.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Yeah," Ricard simply replied as he stood next to the motorcycle, looking down at it. "Even though I don't really mind not having a shirt, I figure having one couldn't hurt." After saying that with a chuckle Ricard hopped onto the bike. "Alright, now let's see if I can figure out how to start this thing, assuming of course you even put this thing together correctly." Ricard smirked and then turned on the ignition key. He then set the kill switch, depressed the clutch level, and then let out a sigh as he hovered his thumb over the start button. "Here goes nothing," he said, and then pressed the button. The motorcycle sputtered a few times, but then revved to life and stayed that way. Ricard then looked at Ashley. "Well, you getting on? We better scram before this noise attracts too much attention. Just tell me which way to the hotel."  

[Nikki Faroda]

Ashley was looking at him in disbelief, "And you dare suggest i might have put Flame together wrong. For that maybe i won't tell you where it is." She said as she got on the back of the motorcycle and wrapped her arms around him just tight enough that she won't fall off. When they got on the street, she started thinking about the layout of the city."Go left and then turn right at the next corner." She continued to give he direction when they were needed. On the way there were gruesome sights, Zombie were eating everyone and thing alive. She almost threw up a few times but didn't actually throw up til Ricard stop the bike by the hotel. She then threw up everything that was still in her system.  

[Zihark Faroda]

The sound of Ashley hurling brought Ricard pretty close to hurling himself. It was funny, he could watch the gruesome scenes happening all around him, even the aftermaths, but someone throwing up was where he drew the line. Still, he went over to her, making sure to look up into the sky so he didn't actually see her throwing up or see what was now lying on the ground, and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I know, Ashley, I know," he said trying to be as comforting as possible. "It's alright."  

[Nikki Faroda]

After she was done with that, she looked at him while covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry about that, i'm done, and thank you" Ashley then turned around wiping her mouth with her sleeve and let Harley out of the wagon. "Now lead us to your room." 'Oh so handsome man' Her brain added for her.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Don't worry about it," Ricard simply answered. "This isn't exactly a pretty world anymore." Ricard grabbed the motorcycle and walked it toward an alcove of the hotel. He didn't see anyone around, living or dead, but better to be safe than sorry. The motorcycle's engine would have definitely attracted attention. Zombies they could deal with as they came along, but the living could easily steal all of their supplies. Once he had hidden the motorcycle as best he could, he turned around to see the front end of a car completely smashed, the dead body of a man lying in the remains of its smashed engine. The man must have fallen from the upper level. "Son of a b***h!" Ricard yelled. "My car!"  

[Nikki Faroda]

Ashley looked at the car. It could have been a great mode of transportation but not anymore. They were at a hotel so maybe she could find something better then Flame, something that one of them might have experience driving. "I'm sure we can find get you a better one, that is if you want a better one." She was trying to help but might have would things worse. She then went over to see the real damage. When she did she didn't realize that there was a zombie who had just spotted them and was now on his way to say hi.  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Eh, I don't know if we have time to worry about that," Ricard said as he reached into his pant's pocket and removed his wallet. "At any rate, let's do what we came here to do first. Here's the keycard to my room. It's 2G. I'll be up right after; I just want to grab some stuff from my car first." Ricard handed her the keycard he pulled from his wallet and then put his wallet away. He then walked over to the driver side door of his car. The damage done to the car had also shattered the driver side window, so Ricard just reached through the opening to unlock the door. The door frame was damaged, so pulling it open was not an easy feat. He managed to pull it open only enough for him to squeeze through before giving up, and then reached into the car, opening the glove compartment and removing a Swiss Army Knife. Ricard had no idea of the zombie making his way toward them.  

[Nikki Faroda]

Ashley took the keycard and said, "ok meet ya up there." She left Harley with him and started running to the stairs. She didn't like hotels, they were way too open for her taste. She got to the stairs and started walking up them. There was a zombie with what she assumed was a broken spine trying to crawl down them toward her. She grabbed her knife and and forced it deep into the zombies brain. After that she grabbed her knife and continued walking up the stairs while shaking a little bit. She went down the hallway and finally found 2G. She walked in and went straight to work packing a few needed items she'd let him pack his own clothes.  

[Zihark Faroda]

Ricard slipped the Swiss Army Knife into his pocket, and then pressed the trunk release button. As he was about to get out, however, the bloodied and chewed up arm of a zombie reached through the semi open door at him. Ricard jumped at the sudden appearance, and at the zombie's head now poking through as well, its eyes white and lifeless, as it growled its low, guttural moan. In the close confines of the car, Ricard had trouble detaching the crowbar from his belt hook, but once he did he drove the elongated end of it striaght through the zombie's eye and through its brain. The zombie collapsed dead instantly. Ricard took a few calming breaths to slow his heart rate, and then removed the crowbar. The zombie's body now blocked the door, so Ricard was forced to climb into the back seat and go out one of the back doors.

Ricard took a glance around him to make sure there were no more surprises. He decided he could grab whatever useful items might be in the trunk later and headed up to his hotel room. He passed a dead body on the stairs, the look of it clearly showing it had already turned into a zombie, and noticed the knife would in it's skull. He then got to his room and entered, seeing Ashley within. "I see you had some action yourself on the stairs. We can't let our guards down for a minute."  

[Nikki Faroda]

Ashley remembered the bloody knife and was going to the sink to clean it when Ricard walked in. "It was only a zombie with a broken spine." She was still a little shaky because still wasn't used to killing anything undead or otherwise. "So what action did you see, Ricard?" She finished cleaning the knife, put it back in it's sheath, and when back to the packing she was doing before. "Oh and i figured you could pack your ow clothes so i packed everything else we might need."  

[Zihark Faroda]

"Eh, just someone who came at me while I was in my car," he replied simply, not wanting to worry Ashley at how bad the situation almost was. "Here, could you wash this off for me also?" He tossed Ashley his crowbar, and then walked over to the corner of the room where a suitcase rested. He grabbed it and heaved it up onto the nearby table. After unzipping and opening it, Ricard started rummaging through the clothes inside. "I don't know if I really need to pack clothes," he said aloud, "but then again, maybe one extra set would probably be good." Ricard looked down at his pants, and the blood that was caked all over it. For the most part it had fully dried, but in a couple spots it was still slightly damp. He had gotten so use to it he barely even remembered his pants were blood covered.

'Hhmm, I should probably change my pants also.' Ricard unbottoned and unzipped his pants and took them off, tossing them over a nearby chair. He searched through his suitcase a bit more and then pulled out a pair of dark green cargo pants. He slipped them on and then pulled out a black t-shirt. He slipped that on as well and then pulled out another set of clothes, this one all camo. After folding them, Ricard then looked up at Ashley.