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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:03 pm
 Icarius had been wandering around the ruins around their shipwreck. He'd managed to pull together a few supplies, though he'd have to test the potability of the water he'd collected in a few old bottles. He carted the supplies back to the ship, but found a bunch of what looked to be other people trying to get into the ship.
Prometheus was still in there.
They looked like hostiles and he drew his plasma gun from his belt before he took aim and shot one of them off the hood. The others turned and started coming for him, but he managed to get three with his gun before they got closer and he thought fast before he reached down for the knife in his boot and used the gun with his left hand and slashed back the horrible smelling and sickly-looking hostiles.
Two managed to get back up after he'd cut them in places that should've killed them, and he shot their heads before they twitched and lay still. He reloaded a new cartrige in his gun before he examined his ship and found relatively no damage done to the ship by the hostiles. Most of the damage had come from the harsh crash, and would take weeks to repair, even with the proper tools.
He checked in on his Navigator once again, but he was still out so he sighed and pulled out a cigarette pack from his cockpit before he closed down the ship again and took off his helmet. He rested the helmet on the ship as he smoked and put the pack on his belt with a long sigh. He looked back at the sparse supplies and decided that he needed to find more. Even disposing of these bodies might be a good start. They were really starting to smell.
Upon hearing what sounded like firecrackers in the distance, Icarius straightened up and put out his cig on the side of the ship before putting his helmet back on. He made sure his gun was ready in case he met more hostiles on this planet that was supposed to be Earth. He licked his lips inside of his black helmet before taking a precautionary glance at the ship. he looked around once more before creeping over to where he had heard the sound. It was dark and he could barely see anything, even if his helmet did allow him to see objects in front of him so he wouldn't stumble.
He started to hear voices faintly and soon enough came within sight of two 'natives' of this supposed Earth. He held his gun at the ready as he steadily approached them. He could kill them easily, but as of right now he needed supplies, and perhaps these two would be better assets to him alive.
"Who are you and what is this place?" he spoke through his mask which transmitted his message as if it were coming from a speaker-phone.
(( he's talking to Xavier and Coraline btw ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 11:04 pm
Saiyaku continued walking to the store, dragging her mother's corpse behind her. Every so often a person try to get close to her or her mother, and she would kill the zombie. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a trio of people going up a building, and she turned to look at them when they got to the roof. "Mom, how do you suppose they did that? How do you climb up a building like that?" She waved to the people up on the roof, yelling to get their attention. "Hey! What are you guys doing up there?! Are you bad people? Are you assassins?" A zombie came close to her and she kicked it away, trying to continue paying attention to the people up on the roof.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 11:11 pm
"I really hope she did." Xavier said to Coraline. Suddenly, a voice appeared out of nowhere, and Xavier jumped, quickly drawing the pistol from his waistband, and pointing it at the figure that had just appeared. It was a tall man. His face was hidden in shadow, and Xavier could hardly make him out.
"Uhm- I'm Xavier. This is Coraline." He said, signaling to Coraline with his head. "I don't really know what you mean.. This is an apartment. Not sure who's it is. Are you a survivor?" Xavier asked, wondering how this strange man got up here. He refused to lower his gun; this was all too suspicious.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 11:23 pm
Bruno watched the two women as they spoke with each other. "You are not the only one who is new to this dimension." He thought for a fraction of a second about what Mara had said. "Sendaluan. . . That rings a bell. It seems I have been in another dimension with them before, but I do not remember." Another fraction of a second and he switched subjects. "The reason that the zombie did not die from your shot is because you did not hit the brain. You must destroy the brains of these creatures, and do not bother trying to negotiate, they have no higher functions." He looked at the other woman. "Adelaide, your theory does not need testing, it is fact. I have dealt with these things many times, and have seen the effects of many different kinds. There is one that was created in one dimension and was scattered across many others, and it is by far the worst of all viruses. I am here to make sure that this strain is not in this dimension, and if it is, I am to eliminate it."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:00 am
Stopping in her tracks, Desirae, looked up and spotted some quick movement. Like a cat she took off after it, silent and quick. "How did she notice us?" Tina asked herself looking down at the girl who was effortlessly fending off the undead. "Tch, is her mental state giving her a heightened sense of awareness?" she asked to Kary stepping to the edge of the building and peering down at the girl. "Well, we'd better go meet with her." she said noticing her elder sister run off fast before she skid down the side of the building. ((I got work Monday through Friday, but I will be on in the very early mornings and afternoon to check in and post))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:17 am
"Clever girl, clever girl," Verra murmured in response to Sydelle's quip. "Although I've never ssseen a cavalry made of just a sssingle abomination..." He clacked his teeth at Tora, once again making the universal 'settle down' motion with his bony hands.
"Sssince you never offered it, I assumed it was a sssecret. Or that maybe you're shhhy." He grinned mirthfully. This chick, shy? Not likely. But calling her as much probably would irritate her, and much like a piece of sand in one's undergarments, Verra lived to be as irritating as possible.
The tension between the two women was, however, getting to be a bit much for him to handle. This was why he didn't chase after human women. They were way too bitchy, among other things. He quite literally jumped for joy when a man came shuffling up, immediately skipping over to him.
"Ah-ha! You mussst be the top dog here, hmm? Finally, sssomeone who just plays it ssstraight." Verra rubbed his face across Bartholomew's shoulder in a distinctly cat-like motion. "I like you already. But that b***h over there," here, he jerked a thumb over his shoulder towards Sydelle, "she's an inssstigator, I tell you. She's ssstarting fights left and right. It's madness, I sssay."
Hopefully, this dude would be willing and able to assist Tora; Verra hadn't quite grown tired of the girl yet.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 7:29 am
 Icarius smirked beneath his black helmet that wouldn't be visable to the two that were facing him. Now that the two of them were pointing guns at each other, Icarius took the time to analyze the gun and realized just how far back that worm hole must've shot them. "...Does that thing run on..." he had to pause a moment to think of the word, "Bullets? Solid bullets? Man, we're further back than I thought."
He lowered his gun and put it on his belt, not even seeming to regard the 'primitive' weapon with any such threat value. he didn't care for whoever these two were, but if they were to get enough supplies to actually make repairs, and get enough food to survive in what he presumed to be early in Earth's history, then he would unfortunately require their aid.
"The codename is Icarius of the Fighter ship Turan, and from what I can see, I have jumped back in time quite a ways if this is actually Earth," he provided the information for them even though he knew it wouldn't mean much to them. He would've prattled on with his ID number and credentials if he had been bored enough, but he decided that it would be just a waste of time. "This may seem an odd question, but when exactly am I?"
Icarius was dressed in a tight black space suit and a sleek black helmet, but for the sake of conversation he had removed his helmet to face them with a very human face. His piercing eyes observed them without a hint of what could be called a strong human emotion, and he seemed instead very cat- like with his almost predatory gaze. he was a fighter, and damn near one of the best in his timeline. There was an arrogance in him that couldn't be matched.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 7:56 am
Kary was having a blast, riding on Tina as she and her sister jumped around everywhere. When she heard voices, she tried to locate where they were coming from. She assumed they were from the girl dragging the zombie. "Maybe." Kary replied to Tina's question. "Or lack thereof."As soon as they touched the ground, Kary did her best to hide behind Tina. She wasn't scared of the zombie, but rather, the girl. Maybe she had gone crazy? Nevertheless, she didn't want to interact with the person unless necessary.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:53 am
Sydelle WestYou're not a hero, you're a liar...
Sydelle couldn't say she was pleased to see Bartholomew, but neither was she truly annoyed. She listened to his rules, fully aware that she would probably end up breaking at least one in the end. For now, however, it was to her benefit to play along. "They're looking for repair parts." She said dryly. "Although they haven't been very nice in asking."
...you're not a savior, you're a vampire.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 9:43 am
She saw one of them sliding down the building, which shocked Saiyaku. She had only seen things like that in the movies, and she couldn't believe it was happening in front of her eyes. Her yelling had attracted more zombies and they were starting to swarm around her and her mother. What she saw was a street gang that was coming to rape and kill them.
Saiyaku turned around to face them, but when she saw how many there were, she shrank back and away from them. "No! Stay away from us! We don't have any money, so stay away!" She slashed at one that was reaching for her and took the arm off halfway between the wrist and elbow. It only seemed to anger them more. She turned to run away but found that she was being closed in."Come on, sweet stuff! We'll show you a real good time!" and other things like that was what these hoodlums were saying to her. ((It's okay, Tina. I work on the weekends and have school the rest of the week, I know how it is.))
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Irako of the Desert Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 12:19 pm
 ℳαɼα ℛѳʙɪɳsѳɳℒѳcαϯɪѳɳ: No longer important at the moment.ℐɦѳʯɢɦϯs: Can't start freaking out now. Have to keep it together. Mara suddenly felt as if she had been tossed overboard with an ornithopack with the expectation that she would know immediately how to fly with it. She needed a moment to sort out everything she had learned in the few hours she had been in this odd city and come to grips with it all. However, it seemed as if she did not have the luxury of safety in which to do it in. The noise of the gunshots might have attracted too much attention from these zom-bees as it was, and Mara didn't like the idea of learning more about these diseased souls firsthand.
She directed her question at the tall woman with the oddly guttural accent. "Perhaps they don't come back out because it's safer in there than it is out here. It was the first opportunity of shelter presented to me, but perhaps you have a different alternative?" Mara wasn't deterred by the ominous warning from Monica. It was only logical that anyone who found a safe place would stay there rather than risk infection from these zom-bees. Perhaps it had been fortified against the encroachment of such creatures and signals were periodically sent up for those without safe haven to see. This idea took root in her mind and only sounded more logical the more she thought about it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 1:07 pm
 Coraline kept looking into the woods until she heard Xavier jump, she looked behind her to see a man. She grabbes her axe tightly. ready to defend herself if he attacked. Then Xavier and the man started to talk. The man's name was Icarius. He said he was from one of the shipwrecks. "wait. So you were the one making all those exploding sounds?" Coraline asks surprised. She thought it was the army trying to get rid of the infected.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 1:08 pm
 Bartholomew chuckled, holding his hands up in defense. "Now, now, lets not start pointing fingers. I am sure you are all tired. Now. Lets all go get some food." He said, crossing his arms. "Can you kids behave yourself?" He said jokingly, wagging a finger at the three. Spinning, he turned and began walking towards the kitchen. "Everything is this way! I almost have dinner ready, two more won't be a problem." He said, walking in and setting the table for five. Going over to the stove, he hummed softly to himself, stirring the clam chowder and checking the pizza bread that was in the oven.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 1:48 pm
 ☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║ It was getting harder and harder not to snap at those around her. Tora never did well in crowds, and the hallway was beginning to get more crowded by the second. Now that they were in a place, secured, closed, she wasn't sure that she could stay here for long, even if she wanted to. Fists clenched, the flames were immediately extinguished. This man seemed less like the blonde b***h and more like someone she knew, more like Ziggy. Relaxed, calm... stable. Tora liked stable, truly she did, but she just wasn't very good at keeping it. Closing her eyes for just one second, the woman took in a slow breath before walking to the man, ignoring the others.
"Offers of food are nice, but I need to get back to my crew. Do you have any type of mechanics here or no?" That was the closest to polite the woman got. Any more and she'd likely exhaust herself.
However, she did look at the alien, rolling her eyes just a bit. If the blonde woman was an instigator, she wasn't sure on where to mark him. He was... strange, that was for sure. But at least he wasn't as annoying as some people. He could at least take her name, seeing as they had known one another for longer than she wished. "Tora." █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷
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