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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:12 pm
Reaper runs up and stops the girl from bashing Bulter's brains in with his hand.
"Hey don't worry. He is a good acid you could say. So you don't need to go bashing his brains in."
"Hi, I'm Reaper and you are."
He says holding out his hand.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:05 pm
Kayla halts in fury, completely disregarding the extended hand.
"A good Acid! That doesn't exist! He's still infected!" She cried out in total shock. How could this person possibly think that any acid could be good. What if it inadvertently infected someone?
"And what the hell did it do to turn the others away?" Kayla cried out in anger. She had lost far too many close people to the creatures, and she was far from trusting.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:16 pm
"Okay! You have a point. It is very far fetched I know, but let's just calm down. Don't worry. It is going to be fine."
"I pretty sure he isn't going to infect anyone. I have been around him for a while now. So just be cool. Okay?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:27 pm
Kayla paused warily eyeing the stranger up and down.
"Fine." She muttered darkly, "Just so long as I won't get murdered for killing him if he gets out of control. Reaper, was it? I'm Kayla. Got anywhere I can get some food, and maybe a beer?" She didn't have to trust them, but God knows that survivors in this new world were few and far between. Perhaps she could even get a new shirt before she moved on. She was determined not to get anyone else killed saving her a**.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:37 pm
"Yeah we got all that stuff. Oh and if you need a new shirt I'm sure Ashely has one you could have maybe."
"Of course you may not want it since she is an acid as well. A good acid of course."
"Just come inside the asylum with us."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:08 pm
"Good acid." Kayla muttered darkly. Not likely.
"How many of these thing you got lying around?" This whole idea of 'good' murderers was not sitting well with Kayla. She definitely didn't want anything to do with something that could turn from bad to deadly in seconds. Perhaps it would be better to get a shirt, something to eat and then get her a** out of here.
Something about this place was sickeningly wrong, Kayla noted as she entered the building behind this 'Reaper' fellow. She held her crow bar firmly in her grasp and reached shifted her weight slightly, checking that all her knives and guns were still in place. Thank god she had taken to wearing them about her person or she would have lost everything to protect herself when she lost Jareth.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:16 pm
*walks over to the sofa and slams down in it, boots hosed off* Ugh...today was tiring...
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:19 pm
"First of all they are not mine. They are Priest's friends I guess you can call them. I do agree that I don't really trust them either, but as long as they don't try and kill me I'm fine with it. And you don't have to be so tense, we are safe here. Are you hungry? I just made us some food. The others should be back soon. Oh and seems you are the mobile type who don't like to stay in one place with the same people, but let me tell you that it is much better here than it is out there."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:40 pm
Kayla eyed this 'Reaper' warily. He seemed to have a knack for reading her. It was definitely off-putting.
"Yeah...starving. Hope you're a better cook than I am." She looked around the room, and noticed that there were other people here.
"Hey." She nodded in the new fellows direction. ((Axel, I assume is in the room with us, and if not, disregard this part of the post)) "I'm Kayla".
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:43 pm
((Yeah he is in here with us now. I guess so. I thought he was with Blair. Oh well.))
"Yes I do beleive I am a pretty good cook. What would you like?"
"Hello Axel. Have you and Blair decided to come back instead of going off on your own?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:53 pm
"Um, something spicy. But I'm allergic to nuts and am Lactose Intolerant...not that the latter really matters anymore." Kayla decided that it would be better to approach this whole situation with caution. Reaper seemed welcoming enough, but really, it was hard to trust people in this new era. However, better safe than sorry as this whole place was still giving her the heeby-jeebies. She had a feeling that the worst was yet to come.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:55 pm
"Okay something spicy. You like Cajun food?"
He says as he starts to dig thru a large boz container that he keeps with him, that also has all kinds of weapons, guns, electronics, and other things.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:04 pm
"Hell yeah!" She grins. "How come I couldn't find a guy who would cook for me before the world got shot to s**t?" She smiled wildly. Maybe this wouldn't be terrible. Providing of course that any people Reaper was with were as welcoming as he was. And hopefully there were other females in the group.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:12 pm
"Okay, I will make some Cajun gumbo if that sounds good to you?"
"Oh and you seemed worried with everyone else. I can see your eyes darting toward them every now and then. Yeah I'm good like that. I'm ex-black ops you learn these things. But don't worry, they are fine. Priest may seem a little strange and a bit on the mean side, but he isn't too bad. Now for that gumbo."
He gets out a large pot and some ingredients.
He then goes and starts making it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:15 pm
"Hmm, ex-black ops? What did you do?" This was uncanny, he was definitely starting to weird her out. But the blatant honesty was somewhat nice for a change. Now only if she wasn't the only one with her thought out for the world to see.
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