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((Sorry about my absence... Got a reality check yesterday... I am now the proud owner of a broken rib ;D Fell down the basement stairs, spent the whole day getting smother by people worrying about something that wasn't gonna happen. Well I'm back with a bit more free time lol. PS lol I haven't seen zombieland in... months luck I even remember that it was a low number.))

Erica looked over at Kuroki as she put the six bullets into the empty clip. Erica had been killing nonstop and the hall was littered with bodies a few of them charred from where she'd taken out some bunched together zombies with the Molotov Cocktails. So far only a few had even reached the barrier and those that didn't find the hole and pretty much smacked into the barrier idiotically as if they didn't know it was there. "They may be blind..." Erica said to him. "And when you get back I want you to ghetto rig some flamethrowers, cause these zombies seem to be highly effected by flame... I also think they're still alive... otherwise they'd have fallen into rigger (Rigger Mortis, you know where dead bodies stiffen up due to lack of blood flow, and in order to have blood flow the brain has to tell the heart to pump blood so according to the law they're still living.) by now. By the way when you get back... were gonna have to plan an expedition to the cafeteria... the vending machines will only keep us good for so long. Erica lit a Molotov cocktail and tossed it into a particularly large throng of zombies which shrieked with dismay as they flailed about wildly at the sensing of their own demise. Erica felt a small pang of guilt but it was far outweighed by the thought of there being a few less enemies about. "try and do all this before my dad get's here with his military buddies eh... Wait a second..." Erica got a flash of insight. "THE ROTC CLASSES." she exclaimed. Why hadn't she thought of it sooner. They had guns, bullets, Flak vests, MRE and other military items Erica would know, she was Captain of the group and did inventory weekly. She had acquired many of the things from her father. The guns were disabled of course but Erica knew how to fix them. The zombies seemed to have exhausted their immediate number and the hall was quiet for the time being. But Erica could hear more coming, and the hall was full of the smell of burnt flesh and the sound of the last groans of burning undead. Erica was surprised the fire alarm hadn't gone off yet, was quite odd. "Hey... the fire alarm... think that would distract the zombies?" Erica asked Kuroki as she tossed a bottle from hand to hand.

(I just thought of that lol... fire alarm being not going off was not in my mind... sure would drive those zombies crazy though wouldn't it.)

Traviss cracked his neck then grabbed a zombie with his pipe and placed it around his neck then threw him out of the window to the ground.He sighed then ran back to the office and sat down by Erica "I forgot to tell you but I found 3 shotgun shells but Im guessing you dont have a shot gun do you?" he asked removeing the mask off of his face."So when we get out of here I plan on going to my parents mansion to gather supplies cause that place is full of them." he said falling back.

"Im Travis King." he said looking at her and putting the shot gun shells down to get up and bow to Yuki.

"So if there is any place you wana go when we get out of here and dont think Im hitting on you Im asking everybody if they want to get to my parent's mansion for the supplies then we leave....possibly." He said laughing a bit then started to smile.

Erica leaned against the door frame "Where is the Mansion? Cause we sure as hell aren't going through this city to get to it." She said "Erica, She said to Yuki at a second thought. If you want you can make some Molotov Cocktails take those strips of cloth there and put them into the alcohol bottle the ends of it touching the alcohol and the rest of it hanging out of the mouth then close them." Erica took a few steps into the room and picked up a can of disinfectant. "Flammable..." Erica said. "We've got a few foreseeable options." Erica told the group. "One we go Travis's house. Two We go to my house. three we stay here... that's all I can think of for the moment we need to set our minds to one of those three goals. All of them require us getting better weapons and supplies Really the only thing to debate is the number of zombies weighed to the number of rewards." Erica said stepping out of the room and then back in. "That clock says it's 9:23... at Noon those electronic gates down there are going to open letting whatever is out there... in." Erica said If we're leaving we need to be ready by then." She said stepping back out of the room rushing over to kill a zombie that had stumbled over the corpse of one of the several zombies that lie dead in the hall. The barricades had done their job superbly and were still doing so the wood was thick and strong and too low for the zombies to swipe at successfully.

"It is just across the street and my dad was a gun nut and my mom is a sword freak so there is bound to be a few guns and blades there and I did see my dad's favorite gun it was a M16 with a gernade launcher attached to it and if anybody is going to use it that would be me."He told Erica then went to make some Molotov Cocktails.

(( surprised I rememebr that next time ^^ wink )

((You dont think its a bit too soon to leave? The gates arnt even open yet..Just saying :T))