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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 6:31 pm
Forest pulled a can of lighter fliud from his pants and walked quicky from the room. He couldn't have anybody else digging through the S.T.A.R.S. personal files and gear once they were done, could he? He went to the files room, gathered a load of paper, soaked it with fluid, and lit it. He ran back upstairs, and splashed everything nobody was using with it.
" After we are done here, im torching this place. The file room is already an inferno, and this office will be once we are through here. Can't risk Umbrella finding anything useful about us in here."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 1:50 pm
Nick gave a sigh. "Had the right idea, I wish you'd have told me sooner though." He finished saving all the info that he wanted onto the floppy, turned off the computer, and holstered his guns again. "I got what I needed, Tomy, take all that you've found with you. Let's get out of here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2005 4:58 pm
Tomy nodded and reached toward the small pile of papers she found. Taking hold of them while jugling her handgun, she slowly stood, her legs cracking from being crouched for so long.
Clipping her handgun to her waist to allow more free movement, Tomy gently folded the papers and set them in her small pocket. Zipping the pocket up, she glanced toward both men, staying close yet at the same time keeping her distance.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 11:29 am
The fire alarm had gone off and the smoke was starting to rise from the first floor. Nick and the others needed to get out fast before suffocating and going down with the rest of the building. The boss is gonna kill me when he finds out about this, he thought. "We need to get out now!" Nick shouted over the alarm. "There's a fire escape ladder on the Bravo side, we can use that to get out of here. Tomy, you go first, then Forest, and I'll go last and torch the rest of this building. Once you get down there, start the truck and bring it around, and I'll jump into the back. You know what to do, so go!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 11:36 am
Tomy was reluctant to leave. The chances of Nick lighting the rest of the area and escaping alive were slim. Chewing her lip, she quickly shot Forest a glance waiting to see if he approved.
At the sound of urgent in Nick's voice, Tomy jumped and nodded. Quickly shuffling around him to the ladder she climbed up as fast as her limbs would take her. The smoke already filling the room and burning her lungs.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 1:00 pm
Forest knew that there was something going on here. He brought the truck around, but as the girl approached, he shot at the gate nearby, breaking the lock and letting loose a handfull of undead officers, all in advanced states of decay.
"Run! Save yourself!" He ran straight into the mob, and was lost from her sight. He knew he had to fight his way through them, get back to the station, and burn it down.He slashed with his knife, the zombies still advancing on him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 2:34 pm
By the time Forest and Tomy had left the building, the entire second floor was covered in smoke. Nick had put his face down into his shirt and gotten low to the ground to prevent from suffocating. He needed more time though, so he pulled out his Desert Eagle and shot a fire extinguisher, which parted some of the toxic fumes. He got up and ran to the filing cabinet and pulled out a file folder containing the Bravo leader's, Ray Renfield's, personal history. With the folder secured in his under arm, Nick holstered his Desert Eagle and drew out his M3 in case he ran into trouble on the ground.
He took out a zippo, lit it up, then shot a gas pipe near the end of the office building. He tossed the zippo at it, and ran like hell to the window, where he jumped through it in a massive ball of glass and fire as the gas exploded behind him. Thanking God that the truck was there to catch him, he landed in the pile of emergency blankets, which help soften the fall. "Where's Forest?!" he shouted over the engine and he hadn't needed to ask that, for he saw Forest being attacked by a group of zombies near the gate. "Put it in reverse!" he shouted to Tomy, which she complied to with screaching tires and the backward motion torwards the gate. Nick cocked the M3 and shouted out, "Forest! Duck!" Hoping that Forest was smart enough to obey, Nick started to blast away heads from rapidly decaying bodies, which caught their attention, to say the least.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 8:22 pm
Tomy was beyond confused in her frozen shock. ..What?
The minute Forest disappeared from view, Nick took this time to enter. Only adding to her current surprise.
Immdiatly jerking as the car swerved backward, she stopped and was about to open the driver seat door when a blood-covered hand shot out and smacked against the window. The attack caught her by surprise and she yelped back. Her arm painfully behind her and digging into the emergency break.
The zombie's hand wasn't hard enough to break through the glass, thankfully, and she had little time to grab her gun.
A few heads rubbed against the car's window in an attempt to reach Tomy. Okay, she had her gun.. now.. how can she shoot?
Shooting the glass would result in a free pathway for zombie's to climb through. Tomy chewed her lip, wishing to God who ever owned this truck put a sunroof in it.
Cursing her luck, she ducked a sudden attack by paled hands. Tomy snorted and gave an exasperated huff. So the zombies did break open the window.
Well, that was the only thing stopping her. Whipping out her hand-gun, she placed it in front of an attacking zombie, and fired. The shot rang through the air, mixed with numerous moans and fires by Nick, but still audible.
Firing multiple shots, Tomy called desperately to Nick. "We need to get out of here, NOW!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 9:11 pm
"A bit busy!" Nick shouted back, and indeed he was, blasting away at zombies and butting them off the truck with the stock of his M3. He pulled Forest out of the fray and closed the back of the truck, still blasting zombies. "Get us out of here!" He yelled back. With the screeching of tires, they zoomed away from the horde of demons, but not quietly, for Nick tossed a hand grenade into the frey and watched as bodies flew and bursted into flame as they sped off into the night.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 12:55 am
Forest drew a sawed of double barreled 12 gauge from a holster on his back, an illegal and nonstandard weapon for S.T.A.R.S. personnel,and blasted both barrels into the zombie crowd as they hauled a** out of the station area. A large cloud of debris erupted as a full half of the building collapsed in a massive fireball.
"Sorry..got hung up back there...."
Forest pulled his shirtsleeve down over the jagged bite marks on his upper arm, hoping they could find something to help.
"Uhhh...guys..i got some bad news..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 10:53 am
Tomy eyes were focoused on the road and she dared not look back. But at the sudden quiet tone of Forest's voice, her eyes strained to see behind her to the truck's bed.
"What is it?" She asked, not removing her eyes from the road. The shake of his voice didn't help calm her nerves one bit.
Checking for any wounds on her body, she mentally sighed when she found no sign of scratches or bite marks. There were few blood stains along her left leg and arm, but she knew it wasn't her blood she was covered in. Cringing in disgust, she silently threw loose pieces of glass out the now broken window.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 8:04 pm
"Well...uh...back there...I got bitten..."
Forest looked sick as he said it.
"From what I've heard, i got 2 to 4 hours, maximum."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 4:17 pm
Tomy gave a defeated sigh as she heard this. "Greeeat."
She stated, sarcasm dripping like poison. Closing her eyes for a split second, she massaged the bridge between her forehead and nose to filter out the stress that had build up.
"Well, got any plans?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:54 pm
Nick just shook his head. He had heard the stories too, how the T-virus spreads so quickly through the entire body in the matter of two to four hours. There didn't seem to be much hope. "Well if you'd rather not face transformation, I could always blow your head off now," he said half-joking.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 1:11 pm
Forest brought his sawed-off shotgun up, snapping it shut.
"If it comes to that, i'll do it myself before i lose total control. For now, Lets keep moving.."
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