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Post by pierayt on Jan 3, 2011 20:17:38 GMT -5
Narrowing his eyes, Soren simply ignored the man for the most part. "Then that means you don't get shot" He put it rather bluntly, while bringing out the vial again. "It's none of your business, no matter who you are" He said, "but it's the only thing I have from my past apparently, and you're not getting it". His eyes went a light red color before he tucked the vial away once more.
"You may not understand, but you didn't wake up in a hospital with no memories..and things sticking to and out of you" Explained Soren, just before he got that pain once more. "U-ugh..what the hell" He said, as he nearly collapsed. While leaning on the wall, he began to inch forward. "There's something ahead.." He managed to get out of all the other things he was babbling.
Surely enough, sounds of zombies could be heard just ahead, on the way to the train. Soren shoved himself off of the wall and began to continue forward, with Kei following close behind him. It didn't really matter what was waiting..he had to go there. |
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Post by The Chels on Jan 3, 2011 20:28:52 GMT -5
Charity stood there, the look on her face seemed rather sympathetic for Soren, she walked with them, wondering why they were all fighting. Her eyes looked down at the floor, her heart sinking. How could people fight like this. She stood still, motionless, her hand tightly clenched near her chest. The men started to walk off, and she wanted to follow all of them, everyone deserved to get out of there. After a few minutes, she had a notion..Something told her to do something crazy...But what?
After moments, she scurried up to Soren, "Uhm.." She studdered, "I'm Charity. A-and..." she looked down, thinking he was probably ignoring her, "Hmm.." Not even finishing her sentence she jumped in front of him, letting him walk into a large hug. "I think we have all had a lot of strange shit happen to us, but none of us deserve to die." Releasing him, she looked behind them at Derrick, "I think we need to focus on getting out of here, then we can worry about everything else.."
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Post by kurasaimato on Jan 3, 2011 20:39:47 GMT -5
Derrick cursed under his breath. He was dealing with a rogue experiment. How else would he have the T-Virus with him and be able to sense the Zombies. He listened the what Charity had to say. "I can careless about surviviors right now. My real mission is to obtain the T-Virus at all cost. Survivors are optional" he snapped as he moved past them toward where the Zombies were. He leveled his pistol and moved on, firing at anything that moved. If he back tracked from the Train to the Lab he could possibly get the sample of the T-Virus, but He needed the train to leave. He would have to just figure out another way to complete his mission. He glanced back to make sure the others were following them. If it hadn't been for Charity, he would have died earlier, so he did want to get her out. And Soren was an experiment of some kind, so maybe getting him out would help his cause.
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Post by The Chels on Jan 3, 2011 20:53:19 GMT -5
Charity followed, of course she as hoping that the others would come too. Her main thought at this point was to get out of there, for she was sure she found enough survivors to last her the nightmare. She was very tired though, so much had gone on in those few hours, especially the annoying army crawl she had to do. As they walked, they grew closer and closer to the train... She worried, for the loud noise that was made earlier in this area might show up. Charity held her breath, staying quiet...She gripped her gun tightly, ready to shoot at anything...
This whole group seemed dysfunctional, everyone was in it for their own good...except her, who was just in it to find a companion to travel the lonely world with. She hated that feeling, the feeling of being in a group that was all about themselves, ready to kill for anything. Her mind began to wander, as she continued to look around for danger.
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Post by pierayt on Jan 3, 2011 23:35:30 GMT -5
Soren would have simpyly kept walking on, if it had not been for all the akward interruptions. The female known as Charity seemed to want to interact with him. In all common decensy, he would have, but in a world like this there was no time to stand around and lolligag as some people put it. After having tried to ignore her, Charity jumped in front him. He basically walked into this huge sort of hug.
The hug wasn't near as weird as what she had to say while doing it. Left dumbfounded, he turned once she began to follow after that man who wanted the only connection he had to his memory. With that being said, they would all need each other to get out. Soren followed after the two slowly, but Kei stayed behind. He had a shot gun, so he could easily keep watch and guard the train.
By now he had caught up with the other two, as he slowly slid the vial out once more. It's not like he didn't have more than one. After all the shooting in one area, he stepped forward and held out the T-Virus. "If you want it so bad, here" He said, basically giving it to the man..or boy. Either way it didn't matter. After he took it, Soren turned his back on them and gulped.
"I'm guessing you're here for all records of the T-Virus correct?" He asked, "The only problem is, the way to that area is destroyed". "It would probably benefit everyone if we just fled, otherwise..more Tyrants will be released" He spoke, as he knew the creature which had escaped from the container. |
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Post by infernia on Jan 4, 2011 0:54:00 GMT -5
Clarisse was finally near the train, but she had to stop immediately upon realizing that there are swarms of zombies lurking around waiting for an ambush. Furtively, she swiveled to the side and hid on a nearby wall as she eyed the swarm while trying to count them out at the same time. Around twenty to thirty, not bad, but the problem is more may be found inside the train. The train is their only way out and if they cannot eliminate these pest zombies, then all hope will be lost. Another problem was the fact that she was quickly running both ammo and stamina, for she had encountered many zombies on the way in. The stairs were almost deserted now due to the killing spree that she had done earlier on and Claire hoped that there are more survivors around. If not, then she would probably be better off dead for living in this cursed world will be pointless anyway.
Mouthing a train of curses, Claire was trying to load her weapon as silently as she could. Grabbing the attention of the zombies will be useless and stupid at the same time.
Upon hearing a batch of noises coming from the other side, Clarisse stopped and looked up while instinctively pointing the gun to where she thought the sound came from. With her trained senses, she could make out the noises perfectly. Footsteps but she cannot determine their number. With one arm straddling the machine gun, the other slid down her leg and unsheathed a throwing knife.
Without further hesitation, she threw the knife to where the sound came from. If these people are survivors then she would be extremely happy to fight with them. If they are zombies then she would have to kill them off. As simple as that.
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Post by kurasaimato on Jan 4, 2011 1:08:19 GMT -5
Derrick accpetd the vial and stuffed it into his assualt pack. "My Mission is to erase all evidence of this place. The Records will have to be gathered by another team" he said as he continued down the hall. He grunted as a knife struck his leg. He pulled it out and looked for the owner. "Hold your fire, we are alive" he shouted at the girl holding the machine gun. He turned as he saw the swarm. He cursed aloud and primed a grenade, rolling it in the middle of the swarm. There was a small explosion folllowed by the bellows of a couple of crippled Zombies. He fired precision shots into the swarm. He then donned his umbrella helmet and continued toward the girl. "Who are you with?" he asked her(Claire). She knew how to throw a knife with deadly accuracy. She had to be either Military, Contractor, or worse...... Star.....
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Post by infernia on Jan 4, 2011 2:25:05 GMT -5
Fortunately, even though she was in a much deranged state than usual she was able to hit the target spot on. But upon hearing a normal human voice, relief began to wash through her entire system and it almost made her exhaustion disappear. More survivors! The thought of living alone vanished from her mind instantaneously and now all it will take is for them to make it out of the hive alive. Maybe not in an absolute piece, but still alive.
It was then the person who she had struck sent a grenade right down to the swarm of zombies and she had to turn around a bit to cover herself from the blast. When the dust and smoke disappeared, she looked out and saw bits of fire here and there with numerous body parts strewn all over the place. Due to the explosion, more zombies began to crawl out of the train and for that, Claire was thankful. When the person continued to fire shots at the zombies, Clarisse loaded her machine gun completely and readied it with a series of clicks. Without sharing one word she began to hit the zombies who were coming out, some whom she even had to kick and hit with the base of her gun.
“I’m alone!” She screamed back, wondering if he had a group with him. It took a while before it began to clear up and only one or two zombies were left who were still heading towards their direction. Pulling out more knives, she hit the two zombies with a hundred percent accuracy, hitting their heads and splitting them open in the process. Turning to the survivors, she was panting with her black hair all astray. “Who are you with, soldier?” She questioned, her eyes looming with coldness and exhaustion. With her current state plus her bleeding wounds, she couldn't even concentrate properly let alone see from a distance.
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Post by kurasaimato on Jan 4, 2011 3:12:40 GMT -5
Derrick took of his assault pack and assessed her wounds. "I'm an Umbrella Merc, who are you with?" he asked as he patched her up. He took out a syringe and filled it with adrenalin. He stuck the needle into the girls arm and injected the Adrenalin. "This will keep you awake but its gonna make your heart beat faster which means more blood. But dont worry, I patched you up the best way I could". He eased her down against the wall and turned toward the train. He picked off the rest of the Zombies and came back to her. "I'm with Umbrella's IRU, Information Retrieval Unit. I'm here to collect what I can before the Hive is compromised, which due to the current situation, is definately the case". He looked her up and down. "You are good, are you with Star or another group?".
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Post by infernia on Jan 4, 2011 3:36:59 GMT -5
Clarisse was quiet as the man, who introduced himself as Derrick, began to tend to her wounds. She did not flinch or whatsoever when he introduced the syringe and struck it on her arm, though she squirmed a bit when she felt the adrenaline slowly creeping inside her system. Within a few minutes, her heart beat was back in action and she felt like she could stand properly again. “Derrick, huh.” She said, somewhat musing before she flexed her arm. But what caught her off guard was that he is an Umbrella mercenary, which means, he is an enemy. Well, not really. Considering that the mission was off and that everyone is dead, she doesn’t need an enemy right now. But if he wishes to view her as one, she wouldn’t blame him at all.
“Thanks, I needed that shot.” She grumbled a bit, looking down on her Kevlar vest which had taken quite a beating. She was dressed in black leather pants, boots and a sleeveless leather top, with a Kevlar vest, ammo around her body and some other things here and there. Making a face for a second, she spat out the gum to the railway of the train and let out a sigh. “The name’s Clarisse. A former STARS member. You with others or alone?” She introduced while seated on the floor, her hands leaning against the ground for support. “And...I said former, since nobody is alive in stars anymore. Care to tell me what happened that made this one of a hellhole bub?” She asked, her onyx eyes scrutinizing him.
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