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After the speech of Regan, most of Acer his men followed. It was then Ivy took her chance, she stepped up and told Regan she had more right on the leadership then him, with Acer gone she was in no position to make demands, but Ivy was strong and even on her own, she could be very dangerous. Besides the men trusted her more, she had been there much longer. But the opinions were scattered, some didn’t want a woman to lead, some followed Ivy blindly. After arguing back and forth between Regan and herself, they both agreed on the shared leadership.
After building up camp and cleaning off the walkers guts, blood and other nasty stuff, Ivy took some time to mourn. She really liked Acer, so she just walked away from camp and sat alone, while thinking of all she lost. Once more, a group lost, a man lost, yes their connection might only been sexual, nevertheless it was a connection. But when Ivy was hurt, she was at her best, that is why she was co-leader now and she promised herself, to never let something happen to her new formed group. She was stronger than all the people, she had ever followed. With those thoughts she headed back to camp and called it a night.
One week later, they group was found in a different camp, readying themselves for a scavenge trip. After they returned to the Hotel, they found it burned to the ground, there was no way rebuilding it, so ever since they had been moving and searching for a new location. Ivy and Regan waited as their men were getting ready. “We need a new location, that should be our priority.” Ivy said.
As they prepare to leave once again, Regan looks around to see something in the distance above the trees. An old red and white tower. The old powerplant. He figures to himself that a fenced in place like that is a gold mine in these times. "Look over there. See that tower. A fenced in powerplant with plenty of room. We can go check it out." He puts his gun in the left holster before turning to Ivy for reassurance, respecting the mutual agreement to be co leaders. "After all, she's right. Wandering around like this makes us vunrable. I know we're a tough bunch. But we're weak with no walls. I say we check this place out. Try it out like a new pair of boots. If it doesn't work. Well we keep moving." Some of the guys shake their heads in agreement as others just don't listen. Exhausted from being on the move for a week straight.
Regan shakes his head as the plan is set. He takes a pack of cigarette's out and lights one himself before tossing the pack and lighter around to the guys. "Alright, let's go." And with that, the group begins traveling through the tree line, in a direction they haven't been yet. The day still young with an early morning fog filling the trees.
Ivy was pacing as she listened to what Regan said, but the when he said he saw a tower she stopped and looked up. Ivy liked the sound of that and smiled. “Ah excellente.” She said in her French accent. It had been awhile since she talked Franglais, but she wouldn’t change that about herself, it was sort of a habit, so even if she wanted it would always come back, besides talking French was easier for her.
“Nice spotting Regan.” She said. Deep down it still hurt to compliment him, but he was starting to be nice to her, so Ivy did the same. Normally she wouldn’t give in so easy, but they both had leadership, so it would only be wise to be on the same page with the other leader. She also liked how he clearly looked at her to see if she agreed with the plan. She saw how some guys nodded in agreement, but some of them weren’t even listening. Ivy clapped her hands. “Hey!” she started. “When we talk about the plan, you all listen, we are tired as well, but we have to go on, god fucking dammit!” she yelled.
The angry method seemed to work, as all the guys paid attention. It was then she heard nodded to Regan and he told them to get going. Ivy let some guys pass and then walked next to Regan. “I hope it’s worth walking to, we need a stronghold, without that, there is no chance in rebuilding.” Ivy said as she looked at him. “Now chérie, we talked about the cigarettes.” Ivy joked. “Already enough things that can kill you, me inclusive.” She once more joked.
Ivy set the slackers straight and got the group moving towards the power plant that Regan had mentioned. As he puffs his cigarette and follows his guys, Ivy walks beside him, hoping that this needs to work or else they can't rebuild which he nods his head to in agreement. They've been searching for a while. Can't keep on living like animals in this dead world. He smiles as she makes a comment about his smoking habits being the death of him. "Shit I ain't gonna die." He said while knocking on a tree.
The group continue through the woods with the tower in the distance slowly getting larger and larger. Two walkers make their way towards the group as Regan sends two guys to silently kill them. Smashing their heads in with the butt of their guns as they went back into formation. Regan begins to speak more to Ivy. "You know, I was thinking....." He then pulls out a bag of weed from his hoodie. "wanna get baked with me later tonight if things turn out ok with the Power Plant?" He said with a sly smile, being sweet, the only way he knows how.
Ivy laughed as Regan said he wasn’t going to die. “I hate to break it to you, but we all die eventually.” She said with a chuckle. Ivy then noticed the two incoming walkers, but Regan was already taking care of it. She clapped her hands as the guys were able to kill them. She watched the tower and was happy it was slowly getting closer.
Ivy was looking around and scanning the area as Regan started to talk to her. She turned at her head and looked at him and watched how he got a bag of weed out of his hoody. She wasn’t a fan of drugs at all, probably because she wanted to be in control, so she needed to know what she was doing. She grinned as Regan asked her if she wanted to get baked with him. “Where the hell did you get that, it’s the god damn apocalypse, we lack food and water, but drugs nope got that in stock.” She said smiling and looking at the bag. She was quiet for a second and she couldn’t remember when the last time was she had fun or could relax. ‘Maybe I should give in.’ she thought. Then she looked back in Regan his eyes. “But to answer your question, it will all depend on how my mood is later on, so I might or I might not join you.” She said with a wink.
Slowly but surely they were getting to their destination. “When we arrive be on your guard, we don’t know who’s around, or who’s inside.” Ivy spoke to the group. “So kill everything that moves.” She added in a stern tone. The men all nodded.
Her reaction to his offer of weed got a chuckle out of Regan. "I've got my ways." he had said in a jokingly manner. Slowly they begin to see the image through the few trees left in their path as they finally make it out of the forest and onto an open road where across the streets is a hill going straight down leading to a few more acres of land before finally revealing the structure. Full of maybe 30 something rotters inside the fence, the group looks a little bummed at first until Regan speaks up. "Listen, these things are fucking stupid. Pull your knives out and we kill every one of them sons uh bitches without making a goddamn noise. Ok? The fence is in tact. Taller than I thought actually with a nice layer of barbed wire on top. That's perfect. Just as a good as a damn prison. So we enter and by tonight we got this whole fucking place to ourselves. We go to that line of houses over there. That whole neighborhood, and we take matresses, food, water, supplies, anything we can get our greedy little hands on and we rebuild. Ya got me? No come on boys! Go beat the fuck out of it!"
And with that he points down the hill as the men rush down before all entering within the fences, taking care of the walkers, one by one as Regan and Ivy stand on the top of the hill watching on. "Looks like the chances of you having a joint in your mouth are looking pretty good huh?" He said with a sly smile.
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Jan 18, 2016 18:18:26 GMT -5
Ivy smiled as Regan said he had his ways, the more she talked with him, the more she liked him. She still remembered their first meeting, but a lot had changed since that day. “I’m pretty sure you do have your ways, qui, qui.” Ivy replied with a chuckle.
After some time, they finally reached their destination. Ivy scanned the area, the fence was still intact, but the place was filled with dead heads, she saw how bummed the team was and rolled her eyes. She was just about to speak up as Regan took lead. She smiled and liked his words, the dude was right, how could they be so defeated, by this little things, Ivy was a tough bitch and she wouldn’t let anything stop her and it seemed Regan was the same tough bastard.
As Regan finished his speech, Ivy watched all the men run and start killing walkers. She looked at Regan as he spoke about the weed again. “Hmmm, maybe, the speech helped, I liked it, I was just about to speak up when you did and I have to admit, I couldn’t have done it any better.” She said with a smile as her eyes stopped watching him and focused on the battle. “But the next step will be to toughen them up, they can’t act defeated after every small thing, that doesn’t go according to plan.” Ivy said stern.
Then she smiled and grabbed her saber from the holster. “Now Chéri, show me what you got, you being a good fighter, would surly help get my mood better.” She said looking at him and then the walkers. “Besides, good leaders always lead the battle from close by.” She added. “Let’s go!” She yelled as she started walking towards the fence, she wouldn’t run, but walk and made sure to add her attitude in it.
She reached the battlefield and immediately killed 2 walkers by sticking her saber, in both their heads at once. Ivy looked very focused during battle and had a nice combo of strength and speed, during battle she made it look so easy.
Regan watches with a smile across his face as Ivy races down the hill in a walking like fashion before entering the fight, killing two rotters almost instantly. "Damn she's got an ass" he explained before pulling out his combat knife in one hand and placing on his spiked knuckles on the right as he too entered the fight, dropping rotter after rotter the group slowly clears the entire outside part of the powerplant.
"Hey, Rodger and Miles, ya'll go clear out the office. The rest of you clear out the towers. Ivy and I will clear out the main building and we all meet up out here." And with that, he looks over at Ivy and her blood drenched weapon before motioning. "You ready?" He puts his spiked knuckles away before pulling his gun out of the holster. "May need some fire power. You never know what you find inside walls."
Last Edit: Jan 18, 2016 18:59:26 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Jan 19, 2016 19:31:44 GMT -5
Ivy and Regan helped to get the place walker clean. Ivy listened as Regan ordered the men around, Rodger and Miles the office, the others the towers and Regan and herself would clean the main building. “Wait.” Ivy said stern and raised her free hand, while holding her saber in the other. “Brian and Wes, I want you two at the gate, alarm us if she something else then dead heads.” Ivy ordered. “Oh and kill every incoming walker, we don’t want the place to get swarmed again.” She added. The men nodded and walked to their destinations.
Then she turned back to Regan, since he asked her if she was ready. “Yes, let’s kick some dead ass.” Ivy said with a grin. Fighting and even better wining always made her happy. As they walked to the main building, Regan told her they might need firepower as he grabbed his own gun. “I’m faster with my saber, but you keep your gun, If we cover each other we should be just fine.” Ivy replied looking at him. She waited at the main entrance until Regan was ready.
Regan nodded his head before opening up the door easy enough, finding it odd that it'd be unlocked. He points his gun to the left and right to make sure things are clear enough for them to step foot in the door. The first thing he see's is a body laying on it's front side, with a clear gunshot wound through the back of his head. "There's somebody here" he said with a whisper as he shined his flashlight on the fresh wound. Hoping she'd take the hint and draw her firearm, Regan lead the way past the front wall into a staircase where they slowly made their way up the steps, listening for any signs of movement in the room they are about to enter.
As they reach the doorknob, Regan pulls his hand back, hearing glass break. Regan is now sure that somebody is living in there. Hearing whispers as well had him figure it was more than one. In a quick swift he busts open the door pointing the gun at the nearest person he seen. A man with a teenage girl, a little boy, and an old woman. All looking to be in poor health. The first man has his shotgun pointing at Regan as Regan points his barrel at him.
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Jan 31, 2016 23:31:56 GMT -5
Ivy followed Regan inside, they were both very cautious, stepping very slowly while scanning the area. Both of them noticed the body, but it was Regan who spoke, telling Ivy he it wasn’t safe. She nodded, put her saber away and grabbed her gun from the holster connected to her belt.
She raised it and was ready to fire at even the slightest movement. She then followed Regan until they reached a door. Just as he was about to turn it, they heard glass breaking. Ivy wanted to wait them out, but before she could say anything, Regan smashed open the door. She was right behind him, but nobody could see her since Regan covered her slim figure, or at least not very good. Ivy noticed the man raising his shotgun at Regan, she aimed over Regan his shoulder and shot a bullet right through his head. “Tsk, tsk, not very nice to point guns at people you don’t know.” She said stepping from behind Regan. She watched the others to make sure they didn’t carry any weapons, but they seemed clear.
For now she didn’t kill them yet, even though she could, Ivy was cold like that, everything out of her life was gone, she lost it all, so she didn’t spare anyone. Instead she walked in and waited for what Regan would do, she wanted to see his response.
His gun lowered as a bullet comes from behind him to take out his very target. Dropping the man in front of his group. Possibly his family even. He turned to her as she had nothing but a sly remark afterwards to show how cold and cruel she really is. Which is what makes the perfect armor in this world. His way of handling things may of been different but hers, she shoots first. Which is a very good instinct to have.
However, he doesn't lower his gun all the way. In fact he raises it back up at the rest of them. Beneath their cries, they beg for mercy....sending Regan into a flashback of his family as they were murdered just weeks after the outbreak by the very men that Regan had let in. Regan's idea of mercy is gone. Mercy doesn't exist. He curls his lip as his brow lowers towards his nose and he shoots away. Killing the teenage girl first, straight in the head. Then the little boy, also in the head. And the old woman, in the chest then the head.
Mercy is what killed his family. Looking at Ivy, he won't make that mistake again.
Ivy saw how Regan looked at her and she just gave him a wink. She heard them beg and scream, the little ones cried, but she didn’t care. It was then she noticed the look on Regan his face, he wasn’t on this world anymore, he was thinking about something or someone and it didn’t seem very nice. The empty look quickly turned into a angry one and before Ivy knew what happened he shot them all down, in the head.
Ivy clapped her hands. “You’re learning.” She said with a smile as he walked closer. She then softly placed a hand on his shoulder. “I saw the look, I know I’m a cold bitch and that I rarely care about someone, but if you need a talk I’ll listen, can’t promise I’ll care, but leaders have to support each other.” Ivy said with a smile on her face. “I can’t have the other commander going crazy, would be a shame to put you down.” She added. “So building should be clear I guess, time for the next step chérie.” She said walking next to the dead bodies. “We should check them though, but it such a mess, I hate getting my hands dirty." she said with a false smile.
He shook his head at her as she mentioned talking to him later. Then after she explained about checking the bodies and stepped forward. "Don't worry, I got it." Still salt in the wounds. With his family on his mind he has a fit of rage building up in his body with the small murders he just committed not being enough to calm it. He takes a second squeezing the grip of his gun before taking a kneel and checking the bodies for anything of use. Nothing but keys to a vehicle. A ford. He whistled at Ivy to get her attention before throwing the keys to her. "We'll go find our new ride later. We'll need some trucks to load up matresses and shit from that strip of houses over there."
Vladislav was going trought the wilds, doing his own things, looking for food and shelter, he entered the tower, lifeless bodies were lying there, he entered in panic and tryied to scream, he didnt know why he did that, since lifeless bodies werent something strange in that world, when he heard the: “I saw the look, I know I’m a cold bitch and that I rarely care about someone, but if you need a talk I’ll listen, can’t promise I’ll care, but leaders have to support each other.” of Ivy First he got happy about finding people, but then he heard her “We should check them though, but it such a mess, I hate getting my hands dirty." and he knew they werent talking about chores day. He crouched and tryied to hide himself from everyone, while trying to go outside he accidentaly kicked a can of soda (you can find me... you know... and if this post is more private you can tell me and i will delete this post)
Regan sort of changed, Ivy could only guess he needed some time, to push down the feelings he felt. So she left him search the bodies, while she searched the room for something usable. She sighed, since there wasn’t anything at all, but then heard the whistle. She turned around and rolled her eyes. “Keep the noise down, we are not sure yet, if the whole building his clear.” She spoke.
She smiled as she caught the keys, Regan threw. “Nice work chérie.” She said with a grin. “And indeed we…..” But before she finished her sentence she heard a soda can. Immediately Ivy raised her gun and rushed to the other exit, it would be dump to use the door they used to get in, so the took a different route, in the direction of the sound. As she got closer, she got more cautious, nearly as quiet as a ninja. Eventually she was standing behind a couched man, seemed like he had no idea, she was standing behind him. “Give me one good reason, why I wouldn’t shoot you, make it fast, ten seconds counting now.” Ivy said stern with her gun pointed at the guy his head.
Vladislav accidentaly kicked a soda can, he never felt more scarried, he was terrified, he got his knife out of his black backpack, hoping that it would protect him.
When Ivy said “Give me one good reason, why I wouldn’t shoot you, make it fast, ten seconds counting now.” he almost got a hearth atack, but he still raised his knife without doing fast movements, one second later he talked
"¡for Odin! alright you dont know me,i dont know you, i dont owe you anything and you dont owe me anything... ugh bad way to start a conversation, alright lets start over, im Vladislav and i... well plead you to not kill me, i went too far for dying like this, if there is anything i should do to keep my life just think about it, lets just pretend this never hapened and let me go right?" he said while trembling as a jelly, some seconds later he put his hands in his head showing them than he had no more weapon than the knife (and a pistol in his backpack, but shhh) that he dropped later for safety
Post by Ivy LeRoix on Feb 11, 2016 23:37:03 GMT -5
(Srr Reg, hope it’s ok I skipped you, but it was taking a while for you to react ;-))
Ivy grinned as he still kept his knife raised. He loved it when people thought they stood a chance against her. She was just about to shoot a bullet through the hand, to make sure he dropped it, as the guy himself dropped it. “Très bien.” She replied speaking French for the first in long.
Then the guy started talking, Ivy could smell some fear, which felt great. First he acted like he had the upper hand, telling her they didn’t owe each other anything, but he started over, introduced himself and pleaded not to kill him, asking to forget the whole situation. After that he placed his gun o nthe ground and raised is hands over his head. “Well, well Vladislav, that sounds Russian, if I’m not mistaken.” She said still keeping her gun raised ready to put a bullet in his brain. “Be glad you started over, cause the speech about not owing anything, I didn’t like it.” She said as she looked at him. “You see this is the thing, if I let you live, you will owe me a lot, something like, you’ll be forever in my debt.” She added using her bitchy tone.
She chuckled a little. “But first you will have to convince me to keep you alive.” she spoke, watching him and wondering what was taking Regan so long. Ivy figured he was probably fighting his own battle, inside his mind. “Cause this is how I see it, you where eavesdropping, raised a knife at me, kept a gun hidden and then finally surrendered.” Ivy said with her nearly famous false smile. “So Vlad, it’s up to you, convince me, why shouldn’t I put a bullet through your brain, what do you have to offer chérie?” Ivy asked, giving him a little wink.
He kept trembling for seconds then he improvisated a speech "well, i survived the infection, what is more important than that? that shows i can survive and I... i dont think killing humans is acceptable in this thing we call society now, that means, I could help you in any way, i was going to San Antonio but i dont think its such a good idea right now.... so will you let me live?" he said trying to sound confident, but you could hear in his tone that he was just trying and failing (Vladislav, i think i got it from Latvian name generator, in fantasy names generator lovely page, this character is Latvian actually, but behaves as a norwegian metalhead )
After throwing the keys to Ivy and explaining to her what they need to do with the truck and any other vehicles they find, he begins to wonder further in the room to reveal a stairway, possibly to the roof? He takes the stairway and behold, he was right. Leading to the roof of the main building seemed like a pointless addition if it wasn't the apocalypse. But, this way they can keep a good eye on there men. Seeing them all clear the place was a good sight. He then noticed a bag on the ground in hiding. And what looks like a broken lantern beside it. Which gave Regan the idea that when they heard glass broke, it was whoever was trying to hide this bag and lantern.
"Jackpot". Grabbing the bag and opening it to reveal tons of different kind of ammo but no guns to match the size. There's gotta be another bag he thought as he looks around. He then grabs the bag and walks to the ledge of the building. "Hey Harry, see if you can find the matching guns!" And with that he drops the bag on the ground.
Heading back down the stairs and into the room he can hear Ivy talking to somebody, a man. The man seems to be very afraid and intimidated by Ivy. Which is of course classic Ivy. She's gotta be loving this.. He thought as he eases his way into the room with the two. From what he's heard, he's gathered that Ivy is just playing games with the man but the man wants to help out whatever way he can. But, he's saying it out of fear of being killed. So Regan tilts his head and in a quick motion, steps closer to the man and releases a hard right hook knocking the man out cold. "We won't kill him. He'll wake up soon and find out that we ain't fuckin around. We should kill him right now. But how the hell we gonna build an army like that Ivy? Besides, it's been a while since my MMA days. That felt great." He said with a smile on his face.
[You met him Sorry if knocking you out wasn't what you wanted, I just felt like with two mean ass characters against you, the easiest case to let him off was to be knocked out instead of being shot down by Ivy.]
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
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Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
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