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Post by Roman Hughes on Oct 14, 2015 8:46:41 GMT -5
Roman nodded and looked out on the side of the street that he could see, it was all clear for now. But he could hear the firefight in the distance, how could he not notice? It sounded like the background of almost every shooter videogame he's played, but this time the bullets here will tear through you, and he doesn't want another injury like his leg.
"Alright, we're all clear. Got any brave speeches on ya? I might need some to get me pumped a bit.."
He couldn't deny he was feeling a bit scared, this was new for him. On the road it was mostly him and he never got into a fight that seemed like a whole warzone was going down, so he just needed a word of encouragement.
Running towards the corner of the building, Daniel unslung his Mini-14 and flipped the safety off; using the building as cover, he signaled for the others behind him - including Jamie - to get behind him along the wall. "As soon as I say go, fan out behind and to my right and open fire...single shots only, everyone, make them count. We've got to give Francesca time to get what they need done done and then we're outta' here as well."
Catching everyone's eye, Daniel said, "On three....one.....two......three!" Without waiting, he rounded the corner, rifle up and ready, and began firing at the assorted bunch of mooks in front of him, using the abandoned vehicles on the street as cover. Motioning for the others, he called out, "C'mon, let's go, let's get to the next block and we'll hold there!"
Post by Stephanie Harrington on Oct 14, 2015 12:52:54 GMT -5
"Alright, we're all clear. Got any brave speeches on ya? I might need some to get me pumped a bit.."
Laughing for a moment at Roman's words, Stephanie replied, "I only went to high school, so I don't know any speeches...I do know what Rachel'd say in times like these," pausing to knock down a pair of attackers with a narrow stream from the water cannon. "She'd say, 'Girlfriend, as long as you got a chip and a chair, you still got a chance in this world.' Well," pausing to drop someone with a blast from her shotgun before grabbing hold of the water cannon again, "this is our chip and a chair, Roman," stopping to drop another attacker with a stream from the water cannon before adding, "so we still a chance in this world, dawg."
Al quietly removed the flashlight from his rifle before shouldering it and pulling out his knife. Moving towards the door he slowly opened it, checking for anyone else before moving into the stairway. "Great...Nothing could possibly go wrong..." He muttered, starting to ascend the stairs, hoping Mike and Tory followed.
Post by Tory Bournell on Oct 14, 2015 21:58:04 GMT -5
Tory hesitated before following Albert up the stairs. Hearing his remark about trouble didn't make her feel anymore comfortable. Neither did Michael's talk of needing to kill quietly. They were inside the hornets nest. They could all die. It freaked her out hardcore. As they rounded each corner of the stairwell, she silently prayed they wouldn't run into anyone. Please be almost there... Her blue eyes didn't move from the steps ahead of them. The whole way she stayed close to the wall, it felt more secure.
"What do w-" Tory started to whisper a question before being interrupted by her own quick scream as a stairwell door slammed open into her back.
Last Edit: Oct 14, 2015 22:01:49 GMT -5 by Tory Bournell
Lucy watched the advance and smiled as they got closer. She tuned the radio back to her lead guard "They have entered zone 3, lets give them the welcome party, maintain supressing fire and cut off the road. Keep them at the current position. They can spend so ammo and allow us to establish full defensive positions"
She then watched as the group came near to an underground car park, one of the teams was opening the door to release walkers from the underground. Maybe 30 walkers would empty onto the street. Some were held in reserve encase needed later. Over 50 in the vicinity at once was also uncontrollable.
A guard approached "Miss, we have a possible breach in the starewell. Our trip on the door has been set off."
Lucy snarled "It may be my busy Bee and a few friends. Probably only a small group. Send two guards to check it out"
Post by Michael Guarnere on Oct 15, 2015 11:02:08 GMT -5
Michael was following up the stairs and as the door slammed open into Tory he crept back around the corner for a moment. He saw two men about Albert and Mikes size, one of them armed and pointing it at Albert's back. The other had a knife and was headed for Tory. Mike held his breath now behind the two men and ran forwards jumping on the ones back attempting to choke him out. The gun was waving left and right and Mike focused on the man hoped Albert could save Tory.
The man he was grabbing began to go faint until his teeth sunk into Michaels wrist "Arghhhhh You bastard". Mike despite the pain used his injured arm to grab his knife and placed it up through the side of the neck into his brain. He didn't want to get blood on the uniforms. Encase they could use them as camouflage to fit in.
Post by Tory Bournell on Oct 15, 2015 11:38:03 GMT -5
The force of the door sent Tory to the hard floor. Immediately after hitting the ground, she quickly put a hand to her mouth to stifle anymore noise as she turned on her back to see two men come through. Michael jumped one of them, but the other had a blade and was headed straight for her. Trying to scoot backwards away, she closed her eyes to avoid seeing what came next. "Don't take me!!!"
Al heard Tory's scream and turned as fast as he could on the stairs, seeing the two men come out the door. Watching Mike handle one of them Al jumped from the stairs, tackling the other man to the wall. It took some struggling but Al managed to get his knife into the man's skull. Slowly pulling the knife to avoid excessive splatter he sat the man down and turned to Tory. "You're safe now...well...safer. As safe as we can be in a place like this."
Post by Michael Guarnere on Oct 17, 2015 9:15:16 GMT -5
Michael looked to Tory and Albert making sure they were safe before hearing one of the men's radios asking for an update "Shit... There wont be any back up for a few minutes, no time to take the uniforms. We have to sneak upwards quickly while attentions on... whatever's going on outside."
Michael grabbed the bodies and dragged them to the base of the door the men came through to try block it off. Once done he began heading up the stairs "12 Floors more..."
Ozzy had been caught three days ago in a old Dunkin Donuts store. He had been smoking his usual start of the day joint reading a old book when he remembered a sting on his neck, Oz had jumped up gun drawn, but whatever the big man had stuck him with was quick acting and Oz was down before he could react.
The leader lady had said he had been breaking the Law by smoking weed and Oz was smart mouthed firing back that the Law was meaningless! It had earned him a pretty good beating and voices brought him to life this day. He pushed himself up slowly his ribs felt like they had been beat in by a bat, his left eye was swollen shut, and his upper lip was also swollen.
Ozzy limped up to the bars in his orange jumpsuit resting against them, "Whose there yo? I need some food! Is yous guys that animal like y'all going to keep a brother starvin and shit?"
He was exhausted but his sudden hunger was more powerful than his need for sleep, "Come on bitches! If y'all was man enough to take me one on one I'd beat all y'alls asses."
With his face pressed up to the bars he still couldn't see anyone, "Come on massa I is hungry!"
Post by Roman Hughes on Oct 17, 2015 15:45:30 GMT -5
Roman couldn't save himself from laughing to that last bit, but it was enough to get him ready for what's to come he thought, just as he started to get the firetruck moving turning into the street. He gave a little spiritual shout replied back with that comedy grin on his face again in his best pastor voice.
"And let the church say Amen! Hallelujah!!"
He also had another thought in his mind, if they succeed...no when they succeed. They would have Michael with them again and what...he could actually call a family in this crazy world would be back together again.
Post by Stephanie Harrington on Oct 17, 2015 16:18:36 GMT -5
Roman couldn't save himself from laughing to that last bit, but it was enough to get him ready for what's to come he thought, just as he started to get the firetruck moving turning into the street. He gave a little spiritual shout replied back with that comedy grin on his face again in his best pastor voice. "And let the church say Amen! Hallelujah!!"
"Preach it, brother!" Stephanie called out as she took a pair of mooks down with blasts from the water cannon, holding on for dear life as Roman got the firetruck moving down the street. Looking around, she caught sight of another group of people attacking in the same general direction they were in. "Watch towards the front, Roman," she called out, switching over to the shotgun and blasting a few shells downrange before going back to the water cannon, "I think we got friendlies up ahead."
As he, Jamie and the others continued firing at the mooks, hoping to divert attention away from Francesca's group, Daniel coulda' swore he heard someone - a woman, by the sounds of it - yelling; that didn't surprise him. What did surprise him, though, was that it wasn't either Jamie but another woman altogether. "Looks like we got a new set of players," he yelled over to Jamie as he continued to fire his Mini-14 at the opposing mooks. "I don't know who they are, but they sound friendly," adding as he looked around, "Everyone, keep an eye out for anyone not in our group who's firing at these skels; they may be potential friendlies and I don't know want anyone shooting at them if we can avoid it," ducking as several rounds came whizzing by his head. Wonder who else is going up here today, he thought to himself, Batman and the Joker?
Al helped drag one of the guys down the stairs. "Hopefully whatever is getting shot at is effective at causing chaos out there. It'd be nice to avoid a big troop of these guys." He grabbed onto the railing and kept climbing, keep his knife in hand. "It'll be even nicer if they got the prison guards distracted and dragged away too." Al muttered, checking around the corner of the next flight of stairs.
Last Edit: Oct 17, 2015 17:08:13 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Tory Bournell on Oct 17, 2015 23:14:05 GMT -5
"You're safe now...well...safer. As safe as we can be in a place like this."
"That's not safe..." She snifled, her hands covered her face as she brushed her hair out of her eyes, recovering to her feet. Why are you still crying? Stop it! Just stop it! She was worried someone might hear. Had things happened that fast? She took a second to take it all in and recap for herself, a puddle of emotion.. We were walking. And than we almost died, and than we didn't, and now...There was a body against the wall next to her, a body in the doorway in front of her...and blood. Oh my god. "I think I'm going to be sick!"
Was all this normal to Mike and Albert? To her, they seemed barely phased by what had happened. Was this normal now? It ate at her. I was almost...! I was...! They were...! Her head swirled and she couldn't make sense of what the guys said as they worked to drag off the corpses of the men who had tried to kill them. They were once good people too...I think... With a closed hand to her mouth and an arm to brace her stomach, she hesitated before following up the stairs. Each step brought her closer to relief; each gunshot brought her closer to breaking down.
Kevin was a bit surprised as all of the sudden sound came from one of the other cells. “Dude relax.” Kevin yelled back. He couldn’t see anything though, the cell seemed a bit far away. He could heard how the man asked for food, it was clearly hearable that it was a man, cause of the voice. “I’m sure they will bring some food later.” He added.
Then he sighed. “How many people did that fucked up bitch lock up.” He said angry. “You hurt, or just hungry?” he asked. “Name is Kevin by the way.” He added.
The girl had said she wasn't a prisoner which made Vince just laugh. So she had chose to do all that, good for her. To think they saved her from getting killed, should have let her get shot, maybe Kevin and him could have ran for it. He went silent after that, didn't know what to say. He didn't want to talk, it hurt to. He just wanted to hold Kev, hold him close.
A voice came from a farther cell, a man around there age. He rambled on about food and fighting. He was wearing orange, apparently he gave in. Vince heard Kevin answer him but remianed quiet. "I don't think he's all there," Vince said to Kevin, "he seems a little crazy."
Vince was still on the floor, looking at Kevin through the dark room. He could hear gunfire outside, shivered at each shot. "We need to get out hun. Need to now. We will not die here."
"Crazy? Bruh," Ozzy wasn't really offended he laughed, "I'm far from crazy, the stank bitch who put me here is crazy! Y'all guards or prisoners too?"
The gun fire was new but reassuring for Ozzy, maybe it was liberators? Or maybe it was executioners? Now the reassurance wasn't there he swallowed hard waving his hand through the bars, "Sorry, I just assumed y'all was her people or something of course ma always said to assume makes a ass of of you and me. I'm Ozzy or Oz, Kevin I'm kinda both she had the shit beat out of me and I ain't for at least a day."
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