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Mia ran up the steps hot on Jake's heels. He wanted her to calm down! Calm down! She stood in the door way, staring at the man with the gun pointed at Nate. Jake was aiming his gun at him, and talking to him.
Mia couldn't stand the thought of leaving Nate with this man for even a moment, but she didn't want him shot either. She was so angry she actually felt hot. Her anger bubbling up to manifest in her flesh.
She knew what this man would do to Nate if they left him, even for a little while. She had seen the contents of the basement. Jake spoke and the shitbag snapped back at him, looking at Jake. He wasn't watching her.
Mia lifted the gun in her hand, she wouldn't miss his ass again. In one motion, she lifted, and fired. Her intention was to put down the man like you would a rabid dog. To her that was what he was, afterall, just a rabid dog. This world had driven him mad, brought out the evil that ran deep inside him, and bought it to the surface. That was what she wanted to kill. She had never taken a life before, and she knew , one day, this would haunt her.
Leonard stood by Nate, he held the gun to the unconcious man. He had a glared in his eye, one that proved he would kill the man if they reacted. He didn't know them, killing the man would out his life endanger, but he doubted they would risk their friend. So he didn't move, didn't flinch. This man, Nate, he was nothing to him. As far as Leonard was concerned he was already dead. The man was either gonna be food like the others or have a hole in his head. How he died was on the two before him.
Jake yelled soemthing and Leonard turned his eyes toward him. "If you don't leave I'll kill him. That's on you, you came into my home. You're trespassing. As before my property, I have the right to kill you. You're lucky you three get to live. But this man, the one armed man, he's dead. Be it a bullet or a hacksaw, he will die. I would rather it get less messy, but unless you leave I will shoot him."
He had turned away just enough, just enough for Mia to get the upper hand. Her gun was raised and she fired. The bullet tore into Leonard's heat and he stumbled back. He collapsed to the ground, the gun rattling free. As he chest collapsed and mouth filled with blood he smiled. "A shame, you tasted so sweet," he laughed, referring to the bite in her shoulder.
His eyes started to loose the life, and soon he was gone, dead, nothing. His body was still, face still twisted in a grin. His eyes began to cloud, slowly, mere moments. His hand twitched, then his arms. His look was taken over, beginning to turn before them.
Post by Jake Porter on Apr 20, 2016 15:14:30 GMT -5
Jake stood transfixed from fear as he watched Leonard. He was afraid he would lose Nate and really had no clue what to do next. Leonard yelled back in reply to all the yelling Jake did. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Mia besides him, lucky for Nate, Leonard was focused on him.
Just as Jake was about to ask Mia, what they should do, he heard a gunshot. For a brief moment he thought it was Nate who died, but then he saw Leonard stumbling backwards, blood forming in his mouth. He nearly wanted to let out a sigh of relief, but a person just died, which always felt a bit wrong. Jake shook that feeling off, he deserved it was all he could think.
He heard how Leonard told Mia she tasted sweet, before finally breathing his last breath. “Even while dying, he didn’t show any regrets, he deserved to fucking die, crazy bastard.” Jake said as he lowered his gun, before finally rushing over to Nate his side. “Is he alright?” he asked worried. Then he thought Mia was probably in shock after everything that happened. “Are you ok?” he asked in the same worried tone.
Mia stood still for a moment. She leaned against the doorframe. She had killed him. It was sinking in slowly. She watched Jake rush over to Nate. He was saying something, and she stared at them.
She dropped her gun on the floor and crossed over to them. It hurt like a bitch to raise her arms, but she wrapped them around them both. She held onto them, hands holding the back of their heads. They were alive. This could have ended badly. They all could have been killed. This man was able to get people to stay, to sucker them in. It would have been easy.
Mia pulled her head back and looked at Jake, then at Nate's face. He was still out, and poor Jake was basically holding him upright. "Lay him down. I can check him then." She didn't say anything about the people downstairs. Mia knew there wasn't much they could do. They were all hooked up on machines. As long as no one messed with that, they would continue as they were.
Mia checked Nate, 'His fever is down, and his breathing is steady, good pulse, I think he's going to be alright." He would still need to be watched, but she was hopeful. Mia looked at Jake, "Are you alright? Let me look at that." She pointed at his chest.
Post by Jake Porter on Apr 27, 2016 22:44:31 GMT -5
Jake waited patiently yet worried for Mia to react, he saw how he leaned against the doorframe. He was just about to ask her again if she was ok, when she crossed over to them. He felt her arm around him and her hand on the back of his head.
He smiled, it felt so good and he knew, because of that gesture, that she was going to be ok. He didn’t wait and wrapped his arm around her, while softly rubbing her back. He was so glad they survived this nut job. Words were needed here, the hugging explained how happy they both were, that this turned out good. She softly let go and Jake once again took Nate in his arms. He wanted once more to ask if he was going to be ok, but right in that same moment Mia asked to put him down so she could check on him.
He looked at Mia as she explained in what shape Nate was. He let out a big sigh of relief, when she said he would be fine. "Best news in weeks." he said with a smile. He was happy, the worried thoughts, the fears, the stress it all felt from Jake his shoulder. Jake turned to the left and as he saw the lifeless body of Leonard, he was reminded he just ate human flesh. He felt sick, disgusted, he needed to get it out of his system, like literally.
He was pulled out of the horrible thought train by Mia her voice. She asked if he was ok and wanted to check the wound. “Hold…..” Jake said feeling the urge to puke. “Hold that thought.” He added as he ran to the back of the room, opened the window and put his head out. Then it happened, everything came back out, he puked as much as he could, for once he didn’t mind.
Mere seconds later he was finally done, he kept his head outside for a couple more seconds, the cold air was good. He then walked back in and grabbed a bottle of water, which Leonard gave earlier. For am moment he didn’t even dare to drink, but the water looked like water, so it had to be ok. He opened the bottle, took some water inside his mouth, to make it clean and spit it back out of the window. Then he drank some more, closed the bottle, put it down and finally walked over to the window to close it.
He cleared his mouth with his arm and walked back to Mia. “Sorry you had to hear that.” He said with an embarrassed look in his face. “But you can look at my wound, if you want.” He said as he looked at her own wound. “But maybe I should take care of you, you seem in worse shape?” he asked worried.
Mia listened to Jake puke and all she could think about was him becoming dehydrated. If he kept that up for too long. The situations this world left them in was not optimal to have a normal body chemistry. Little food, less water.
She stared at Nate and realized how very lucky they were that they didn't have to put him down. Like a dog. She shook her head and glanced around, where was Dale?
As she was about to go back and look for him, Jake spoke." No worries, heard it plenty." He wanted to treat her first. She knew human bites were notoriously dirty. The human mouth harbored bacteria and God only knew how bad it was now without proper hygiene." Alright, but we do it like before, I instruct and you follow directions."
Post by Jake Porter on May 2, 2016 23:04:08 GMT -5
Jake smiled as Mia said she heard someone puking many times. “Alright then.” He replied. Then he heard how Mia agreed that her wound needed to be taken care of first. He nodded as she said she would guide him through. “Agreed.” He replied.
But then it hit him, where was Dale? “I hope Dale is ok by the way.” Jake spoke. “I know when things like this happen, he likes to be alone, to process everything, but I’m always worried.” He added.
Then he stood up and walked over to the bowls with water. He grabbed one and a fresh towel and went back to Mia. This water was still fresh, since it hadn’t been used earlier. They had gotten two bowls and only one was used. He figured the wound needed to be cleaned. “So guess I’ll clean it first?” he asked. “Right?” he added.
(feel free to Npc Jake cleaning and taking care fo the wound ^^)
Mia talked Jake through cleaning and seeing up the bite on her. It hurt and stung, but it was the sewing up that nearly had her passing out. She needed to be clear headed and wouldn't take pain medicine. She was exhausted, mentally and emotionally afterwards, but she managed to clean up Jake's cut. It wasn't as bad as it looked.
After he was bandaged up, she collapsed into a chair. This whole ordeal had left her in a bad state. She hated thinking about what that man was, and what he had done to people. She drank some water and started on some antibiotics.
She needed to close her eyes, just for a little while. She prayed she'd sleep and not dream. This left Jake to his own devices.
Post by Jake Porter on May 8, 2016 23:16:05 GMT -5
After all the medical attention, Jake saw how exhausted Mia was, he made sure she got some sleep, while he stayed awake to keep an eye on things. First he got rid of the body, he dragged Leonard down the steps and tossed him outside. He was done with his nasty face, so he needed to get him out.
When he came back in, he also managed to get Dale, to take a nap. So finally everyone was resting, well everyone besides him. After checking on all of them, he gathered all of his courage and had to check the bodies in the basements. Seeing the bodies and thinking about the food, he puked a couple times. After he flet better, he turned off the machines, he did his best to try and save them, but didn’t succeed. They all died and he had to finish all of them off after they died, making sure they didn’t turn.
He didn’t want to admit, but it was hard to deal with, in like twenty minutes he lost so many lives and it hurt him more then he thought. He walked back up and felt defeated, his shirt was bloody as well as his hands, but he just had to take a minute for himself. He leaned against the wall and lowered himself. He looked up and felt how tears ran down his face. “Bastard, those were good people dammit.” He spoke softly as his tears kept coming. “I hope you burn in hell.” He added.
Jake then sat there for a couple minutes, just crying, getting all of the bottled emotions out. Then he got his shit together and got up, he made sure the main entrance was barricaded. Then he cleaned himself up, got a fresh shirt out of his backpack, which he put on and walked upstairs to check on the others.
Mia and Nate where sleeping, he grabbed a blanked and placed it over Mia, Then he walked over to the room where Dale was. He drank some water and sat down in the chair next to the bed and slowly closed his eyes. It didn’t take long, before he finally got his well deserved sleep.
(I think we can close this thread now? Unless anyone wants to add something or if I post something wrong ?)
(Also, we should think on what to do with Dale, we need a spot for him for after the time skip? Like did he left? Is he still there?)
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