[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=coral]Samira[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=coral][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mary Ann Street, Newnan
[color=coral][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Anaerobic and Aerobic Capacity
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[color=coral]"Alright,"[/color] Sam answered Amelia and as she listened to Ray's reply she chuckled slightly. She could tell Ray was a little more comfortable sharing information, but perhaps it was the fatigue as well. Either way, she was surprised by the man's response. [color=coral]"You're a long way from home -"[/color] Sam paused and smiled, [color=coral]"Did you ever get used to the snow?"[/color] Even if Miami's heat was harsh more often than not, she much preferred it to this snowy hellscape.

Her attention was diverted to the stumbling undead as Amelia warned her and reminded Sam of her earlier promise. She clutched her axe in her hands and took a deep breath. [i]Alright, this is it. You talked the talk now you gotta walk the walk sister.[/i] She whistled at it and instead of going for either of her friends, it turned its broken and half-rotted body towards it with a sickening screech as it started its advance towards Sam. The walker lunged for her, but She easily sidestepped the slower creature, though pain shot up her side from the sudden movement. Her fingers clutched the handle of her axe but before she could take a swing the walker mindlessly, yet relentlessly, tried to grab her. 

Sam used her axe to keep the creature back with a grunt, using all of her strength as it snapped and gnarled inches away from her face. While wanting to kick its feet from underneath it, Sam's boot instead snapped the walker's knee out of the worn and barely functioning socket, causing the creature to fall on one knee before her. Breathing heavily, Sam lifted up her axe until the pain in her side was too much to bear and with one quick motion she drove the sharp edge of the axe down into the walker's skull. She closed her eyes and felt wet, cold chunks of blood on her face and upper chest. 

The weight of the creature on the end of the axe caused her to go down with it. She let go of the handle just before she hit the ground, and stopped herself from falling face first into the snow and ice below her feet. Sam then turned on her back and stared at the walker's lifeless eye and she remained like this for a moment, breathing hard as she wanted to use every curse words she knew. But instead of doing that, she burst out laughing. Once she her fit of laughter passed she stood up, grunting in pain as her body disagreed with her latest choices in movements. She stepped on the walker's torso and bent down to grab hold of her axe to dislodge it from its open cranium. 

Sam turned back towrads her friends, blowing away a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. [color=coral]"I always keep my promises,"[/color] she half-joked with a wink. As she continued pressing on, she had an even harder time hiding her limp.