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 Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 8:22 am
"Sounds like a plan. You seemed well rounded with guns too," Trevor said as he hopped into the Bronco. "How high is the temple?" he asked as they drove on. He pulled out his sword and began to sharpen it. It had been getting dull from all the encounters.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 10:04 am
Daizon Matsumori Cookiiz and Cream Tomo's eyes rolled around, "You wield a blade as well?" she murmured. Her empty, milky white eyes stared into the streaky distance. Blue nudged Daizon as a request to release her. ((um....i had already place her in the backseat of my Bronco...O_o)) ((*^* Oops...Ok, then scratch that post...but keep the 'you weild a blade?' part, yeah? ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 11:16 am
"I'm a merc, I'm rounded with amost any weapon imaginable." he said, hopping into the driver's seat, as he set the key into the ignition, and turned the truck on, as the engine roared to life. He shut the door, as he backed the Bronco out of the window slowly. "It's not a temple, it's a tower on the West side of the city. Hayabusa Tower, an old museum." he said, as he shifted the Bronco into first gear, and began to drive down the road.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 7:13 pm
"That makes sense." He puts his sword back and leans back. "I havent slept for a couple of days now. You'd be surprised at the activity out there so far." He quickly dozed off and fell asleep.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 3:39 am
Blue held Tomo close as the vehicle rumbled over the craggy terrain. He held a fierce glare on Trevor, his eyes flitting back and forth...from the blade...to the wielder...the blade...the wielder.
Tomo could hear the metal run against the sharpener, "Where do you come from...?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 6:27 pm
Nastasia Deyimst Siefken.
Standing in the street. -------Seconds ticked slowly by as the young Marine awaited the response from the woman. The undead were getting closer with each moment that she stood there; the possibility of getting away safely slowly diminished as each moment ticked by while she waited for the shocked woman's answer. She kept her firearm trained at the woman's head, and quickly looked back at the zombies that were making their way over to her. They were getting close."Too close.."-------Softly biting her lower lip, she turned back to the woman and shook her head. Despite what the woman had just gone through, Nastasia refused to stand around any longer to wait for her. She let her hand holding the handgun to the woman;s head fall to her side and glanced momentarily at the zombies before running off in the direction, away from the walking-dead.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:10 pm
Trevor turned his head towards Tomo. "You know," he started and didn't seem to want to finish, "I don't know. I can only remember anything that happened up to five years ago. I don't remember anything that happened before that. Kinda strange. But I feel almost at home right now." He turned his head back to the front and closed his eyes. He was relaxed, yet oddly tense at the same time.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:58 am
Daizon didnt bother to look at the passenger next to him, as he kept his eyes on the road...or what was left of it. He shifted into next gear, as he noticed someone in the corner of his eye running in the distance. "...another survivor?" he asked himself, as he looked, slowing the Bronco down.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 2:03 pm
Nastasia Deyimst Siefken.
Fleeing zombie threat. -------After several minutes of running at full speed, she slowed to a jog then stopped. Breathing deeply, she almost gagged at the stench of rotting flesh that lingered in the air. She looked down at her boot and noticed it was becoming loose. A low growl escaped her, and she knelt down quickly to tie her boot. After that was done, she took a slow deep breath and looked around. It was awfully quiet. She placed her hand on her pistol, and looked around. Quiet was not good.-------A soft sigh escaped her red lips, and she unholstered the handgun and looked around. In the distance, she noticed a moving vehicle. Blinking a few times, she thought that she might have just been hallucinating; but it was still there, still moving, but slowing to a stop. She looked around and didn't see any zombies; with one last look and a quick breath, she slowly walked toward the vehicle. She unholstered another pistol and held it tightly in her hand. Her finger held gingerly against the trigger.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 8:40 pm
Daizon stopped the Bronco, as he turned it off, and opened the door. he could see clearly now that the person was a girl, dressed in a military uniform, and walking at him with two guns. He could already sense that she was the serious type, so he would continue to be his calm and serious self as well. After all, he knows how the military is, he is a merc who has been in many organizations, and before becoming what he is to this day, he used to be a Special Ops for the U.S. military. he didnt reach for any of his guns, but kept his cloak over his body, but held his hands to the sides, so the girl could see them. He didnt want to come off as a hostile to her. it seemed like she was under enough stress as it was. "Daizon Matsumori, I'm a Merc who has took to the lands searching for survivors and helping them escape from the bigger cities." he said, introducing himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 9:15 pm
Nastasia Deyimst Siefken.
Introducing self to survivor. -------The vehicle stopped and a man stepped out as the female Marine approached them. Despite having been chased by zombies for an unremembered amount of days; the woman seemed surprising calm. As she slowly approached, she made sure not to focus entirely on the man and vehicle; there was still an imminent danger of the undead surrounding them. Two of her pistols were held tightly in her hands, fingers lay gingerly against the trigger; ready in case of the ever present threat. Stopping two meters from the man, she looked him over quickly as he introduced himself."Nastasia; Marine Corps First Lieutenant. I suppose..."-------Her sentence drifted off in the middle as she heard something. Instinctively, she pointed a handgun in the direction of the noise; quickly followed by the turning of her entire body to get a better shot, if one was needed. A sigh of relief passed through her lips as she didn't see anything at the moment; but she didn't let her guard down. That could potentially be life-threatening.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 3:02 pm
Inhospitable Veracity Nastasia Deyimst Siefken.
Standing in the street. -------Seconds ticked slowly by as the young Marine awaited the response from the woman. The undead were getting closer with each moment that she stood there; the possibility of getting away safely slowly diminished as each moment ticked by while she waited for the shocked woman's answer. She kept her firearm trained at the woman's head, and quickly looked back at the zombies that were making their way over to her. They were getting close."Too close.."-------Softly biting her lower lip, she turned back to the woman and shook her head. Despite what the woman had just gone through, Nastasia refused to stand around any longer to wait for her. She let her hand holding the handgun to the woman;s head fall to her side and glanced momentarily at the zombies before running off in the direction, away from the walking-dead. (( holy craps I thought i had answered you and I had been waiting for you... my post.. is gone.. 0-o.. please don't hate me D: ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 5:21 pm
Lex_x-X-x_y (( holy craps I thought i had answered you and I had been waiting for you... my post.. is gone.. 0-o.. please don't hate me D: ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 8:03 pm
Daizon nodde dhis head, as he smiled. "Well now, a Marine. Anyways, we better get out of this area, it's starting to get dark out." he said, as he fixed his glasses. "You if you like, your more then welcomed to travel with us. I'm heading to the Hayabusa Tower on the West side of the city. I have a base camp set up there."
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 9:28 pm
Trevor woke up when the vehicle stopped. He saw that there was a survivor Daizon was picking up. "There's a few more left than I thought. I wonder how many there actually are," he said groggily. His eyes widened as he overheard the conversation. "And a Marine at that. This is good. We'll need all the help we can get." He turned to Daizon after he had started up the Bronco again. "So are there any people keeping watch at your base? We're gonna need to be well-stocked on supplies for a while."
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