Welcome to Gaia! ::

Ritsa leaned against the wall with her back to what looked like a batting ring. It was a wonder to her the place hadn't been overrun with infected by this point. Sighing as she looked over towards the wall Ritsa tapped her arm. She didn't want to go into the area alone and she hadn't exactly invited anyone in particular, just a hanging offer in the bar. She had hoped someone would take her up on it but there was the possibility that people were busy with other things. She couldn't blame them.

Pushing away from the wall Ritsa entered the open batting area. Here eyes searched the row of bats carefully. Her fingers felt along the edges of each one as she wandered around picking up one here testing it's swing and putting it back. To be honest had never picked up a bat in her life once mandatory physical education had ended. The rest of her time in school was spent lugging around books and other study materials.

Finally satisfied with one of the bats she had picked up Ritsa rotated her shoulders in a circular motion tilting her head back and forth as she worked the pitching machine into working order. It took some time before power seemed to flow giving Ritsa time to practice her swings. Trying hard to imagine heads of all shapes rushing towards her. She wasn't all that eager to die, not now, and certainly not in the seven days she assumed the message had been referring to at the radio tower.

((I dun goofed and will be rolling the other cool )

410- 5 tokens?

"Yep! Still kicking! I'm starting to feel a little better too. I didn't get to kill much but I did talk to some nice young people from the other groups." The balls started coming and granny started swinging. immediately the first one dropped into the bucket.

She stuttered a little in the middle and then by the end of the round she was just clearing things into the buckets one right after another.

"And that is how you do it. It reminds me of my old tennis days." she stretched afterwords.

"But yes there are a lot of nice people I met one of the prisons kids, nice young man, just turned 18 on day zero. Poor kid had quiet a jump into adult hood, rough life to start with. Hopefully once this is over he can find a nice good life some how. I think some of them worried over my age, but age aint nothing in this world."

"Oh? Huh maybe I just got lucky. But not really. Tennis was my younger days. I'm too old for that now." she was too old to be fighting zombies too but there you go.

Call them what you want, they were zombies.