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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 1:52 am
(( Question, is this where Tomi and the other chick are, or another part of the station? ))
Tomi sat upon one of the officer's desk lazily, her rifle propped against her knee while her free hand held her body up. Watching the girl with expected eyes, Tomi took a hit of her now lit cigarette. She was in need of one badly, it was driving her nuts.
"Ah.. my love nicotine."
Chuckling slightly, despite her current situation, Tomi puffed her cig once more and used her lips as a holder as she fumbled through her leather jacket for her phone. She needed to try Jason again.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 5:02 am
Malik quickly stepped back inside his office, and grabbed the Mac-10 off his desk, then made a break for the door, hooking the Mac-10 onto his belt. He started off jogging out of the S.T.A.R.S office, then slowed down, letting his training take over, as he slowly cleared out each room he'd pass, even if just momentarily..he had no clue where to go..he didn't really know his way around too well, and were there even any humans around? He breathed in deeply then yelled "IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?!" He hoped his attempts would bring help, and not more..zombies, was the only way he could describe them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 8:15 am
Forest finally made it to the station, and realized that it was a very bad idea. There were only fifty or sixty cops in the RPD, and fully one third of them were staggering and moaning outside of the station. He dodged past a few, putting down some, and slammed the door shut. Now all he had to do was get to the S.T.A.R.S. office, and hope there was something he could use.He checked his pistol; it was empty. He thought about throwing it away, but there were probably some .50 A.E. rounds upstairs somewhere. He sighed, and started for the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 10:56 am
Seeing the other woman, Laura lowered her oh-so-menacing mop handle and stepped hesitantly into the building. "I... I haven't seen anyone else alive yet. What the Hell is going on here?!" she demanded, her voice low.
Seeming distracted, the unfortunate theatre worker ripped off the too-tight bowtie that they'd all had to wear as part of their uniform and tossed it aside. It was quickly followed by the nametag, the apron, and the tacky maroon hat.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 11:34 am
Forest walked into the empty S.T.A.R.S. office, and found nobody home. He checked for guns, and found his TMP machine pistol in the gun cabniet, with a half-dozen clips for it, 50 rounds each. He took that, and found a box of .50 A.E. rounds and loaded his Desert Eagle. He got up, and started out, taking in the room one last time. He saw the picture of all the S.T.A.R.S. members together in full kit. He ripped it from the wall and shoved it into his pack.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 11:40 am
Glancing casually to the side after the loud shout, Tomi brought her cigarette to her lips lazily. "Well, I guess we aren't the only ones.." She muttered, blowing out the smoke in small barely visible 'O's.
Shrugging and twirling her fingers along the trigger of her gun, Tomi cleared her throat. "In here!" She called, cupping one of her hands over her mouth to make the call echo. Tomi knew the call wasn't the smartest idea, for it may attract not only humans, but.. zombies? Yes, it was safe to call them zombies. They sure did fit the category.
Turning back to the girl, Tomi watched her with an amused eye as she began tearing off her accessories in irritation.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 2:16 pm
Forest decided to try to call for anybody in town to come to the sation, so he turned on his C.B. radio and started talking.
"Is anybody there? This is Forest Speyer, formerly of the RPD S.T.A.R.S. unit. If you can hear this, come to the police station, there are plenty of weapons and ammo here, and all survivors should stick together.please respond, over."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 6:57 pm
Noting the other woman watching her, Laura managed a grim smile. "Sorry about that. Anyway, I'm Laura. So... are there any plans on what we can do? Or are those zombies everywhere, even outside the city?" she asked, rummaging through her backpack and pulling out a switchblade after several moments. It went into her pocket for quick use. She then zipped up the bookbag and frowned a bit, an expression of mixed fear, anger, and overall tiredness.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 7:13 pm
Malik stuck a cigar in his mouth, and lit it, the distinct smelling rising into the air. If he was going down, he'd go down with his Cubans. Smoke em if you got 'em, as they say. He quickly ran toward where the voice had called him, and as soon as he burst through the door, he locked his arm and looked at the girl, leveling his Python. "I am S.T.A.R.S member Malik Lathe, Alpha Team. Name, and Rank, please."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 7:58 pm
Laura, who had been standing to one side, shrieked something unintelligable in German and almost swung her mop handle at the stranger who'd come bursting in. However, seeing that he was apparently a human, she paused and lowered the makeshift stave. "Sorry about that..." she apologized, smiling sheepishly. However, she did respond to his question. "Laura Albrecht, concession worker." there was a faint note of sarcasm in her voice, but it was probably a result of all the stress of having zombies chasing her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 10:10 pm
As soon as the door burst open, Tomi already jumped from the table and stood in a crouch toward that direction, her pistol already locked as if pointing to it's target. Seeing it was an obvious man, Tomi stood straighter, letting her grip on the gun loosen.
Raising her eyebrow at the man's order, Tomi flicked the annoying strands of hair from her eyes, and immediately brought her right hand to level with her eyebrow. "Tomi Evans, Raccoon City junior police officer." Letting her hand fall to her sides in a lazy droop, Tomi glanced down to clip her pistol to her thigh tightly.
Stepping back, she gave the girl with a mop a strange look. "I don't think you'll kill a zombie with a broken mop." Was her obvious statement. "We've got some more hand-guns in the back," Already making her way over to the back room, Tomi didn't bother asking the girl if she knew how to handle one, assuming she'd get the basic idea.
Carelessly stepping over the bloody floor provided by the large gap in her now dead boss's head, Tomi snagged one of the loose pistols off the wall, loaded it and made sure the safety was on.
Walking back casually, Tomi held out the handgun to Laura in a gesture for her to take it.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 11:37 pm
Reevinja "I still want to leave so that is what I am going to do. You can stay here and die or tag along if you want." He muttered, keeping his eyes upon the monitor. "I would though, so you shouldn't be trusting me that easy." He said, shrugging to the question of the cameras. Though the one caught his eye, something moving around just in front of it. It looked like some kind of appendage. "... But what the hell is that?" He asked, pointing to the monitor and the.. thing. Moments after he had done that though, the camera's screen went blank. Whatever it was must have knocked out the cameras. The awful moans could be heard from the outside, the clang of rusted metal being torn away and the sickening sound of the many patting and shuffle of feet right outside the door. Then a loud bang was set upon the door, making it's whole frame shake. "Oh my...Hurry Reeve, we have to barricade the door!"She called out running over to the two large oak doors and pushing against it, she could hear the more clearer sound of the moaning and banging. All too much brought back old memories, she quickly shook them from her head, it was no time in dwelling in the past. She scanned the room hurriedly and seeing a chair rested against the wall, she ran over to it and ran back setting it along the door, jamming one side from entry. We have to hurry, they will get in soon. She thought to herself.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 9:22 am
Malik rolled the cigar around in his mouth momentarily, puffed on it a few times, then slid his Python into it's holster. "Sorry about that ladies, i apologize. We can't be too careful these days." He took note of the sarcasm in the one girl's voice. He'd have to be careful about that. Insubordination was deadly to a combat efficient group.
He walked over towards them. "A police officer, eh? Shouldn't you be out there, protecting the peace and all that?" He put all his weight on his right leg. Perhaps now wasn't the best time to be bothering someone, but it was in his nature. He'd try and play with someone, no matter how dire the situation.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 11:21 am
After setting the handgun in Laura's hands, Tomi cocked her head slightly upward. There were those voices again.
Snapping her head toward the man, Tomi gave him a curious look and snorted. "Hardly. With all due respect, I'm in no way looking for ways to get my halo."
Crossing her arms over her chest, she brushed the loose strands away from her eyes in irritation. "I may be a cop, but that doesn't mean I'm looking for trouble. Right now, my only objective is to stay alive."
Shrugging, while shifting her weight to her other leg, Tomi motioned to the door with a slight c**k of her head. "Have you heard any news?"
A sudden thump could be heard from one of the offices in the back, and Tomi instinctively took hold of her rifle, cautiously eyeing the area.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2005 12:20 pm
Quote: Forest decided to try to call for anybody in town to come to the sation, so he turned on his C.B. radio and started talking. "Is anybody there? This is Forest Speyer, formerly of the RPD S.T.A.R.S. unit. If you can hear this, come to the police station, there are plenty of weapons and ammo here, and all survivors should stick together.please respond, over." Nicholas Earl. He had been away in Cancoon since the last time he was in Raccoon City. The last S.T.A.R.S mission had done him in some really health hazards. Though doublty anyone could have barely survived being attacked by four zombies with only a Desert Eagle AE and an hunter's knife. But alas, he was still an active member. He was up on his roof of his apartment when he got the radio from Forest. He flipped on his speaker and called back. "Forest? This is Nick Earl, S.T.A.R.S agent and helicopter pilot, do you copy, over?"
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