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The burning people continued to burn, one of them dropping to the ground in the process while the one that had the liquor gave chace to Valencia - though not nearly as fast as a nromal person could be.

In ways of cars however, there was quite a few parked along the curb without any traces of blood in them at first-glance - but they might not have any keys in them either. Finding a car with both keys and without blood might be a challenge, lest she could hotwire a car.

(( Ray? You still around? ))

Ever_Dream

The car started up easily, though the gas tank was only a few ticks from being empty. And now the back window was missing as one of the liquor bottles came flipping in to strike it heavily and smash it in. The liquid that was inside and the glass spilled into the backseat, soaking the seats and doing a little bit of damage. A second bottle would be following soon, no doubt.

(( Heh.. I don't really know what else to post for you now so I suppose your character can do whatever it is they would do in the situation - providing the car doesn't have much gas. :X. Most of the creatures that can catch a vehicle I don't want to put in till a bit later so yeah... :X ))

(( Heh, Sounds good. :X ))

Name: Alexander Barton(my original RP char's bro.)
Age: 18
Gender: male
Occupation: high school
Weapons (If any.): dual semi-auto berrettas
Appearence:

Click, Click. Click, Click Two small clicking sounds echoed in the empty front room of Smithy's Shooting Range. The front room was fairly tidy, and spacious, no doubt. The room was decorated with a few benches, each with a small plant on each side of the bench. Corey sat at the front desk, manning his post. His black hair hung limply infront of his face, both of his hands moving up..and down as he ejected the clip from his Blacktail, and then popped in back in. He was entirely too bored. He had commandeered 'his' Blacktail from a rowdy customer earlier in the day. He broke the rules, and he had to pay for it. Unfortunately, the man had only brought 2 clips, including the one currently occupying the gun. And if only he had the key to the room next door. He could have had more ammo and passed the time with target practice..but alas, he felt like he needed to conserve the ammo he had. He just had this feeling..like he'd be needing it that night.

(Am I suppose ta rp here now?)