Chris was beside himself in that moment, everything had just went to shit and he damn well knew it. Was he relieved that Norman just got saved, yes he was, more than he could express. But at the same time he was pissed all to hell that this woman had been dumb enough to fire seven shots, she was out of her damn mind because now every walker in hearing range was on their way to eat them alive. He was a mix between grateful and wanting to strangle her by the throat. Chris slapped the mans hand away from him as he looked up at Norman who was cowering still nearby. [color=tan][b]"I don't need your help! Norman my bag! Hurry!"[/b][/color] Chris growled at the man as he drew his attention to his brother, Norman who with a new sense of purpose or maybe a new sense of doom quickly ran over and grabbed the black pack from the ground and quickly tossed it to Chris whom caught it unzipping it. Chris was breathing hard as pain was still shooting up and down his leg, every pulse was a new level in agony as he was finally able to find what he was looking for. He pulled out a small syringe from the bag, grabbing the cap with his teeth he yanked it off and slammed the needle directly into his thigh as he injected himself with the clear liquid. The relief was immediate as the muscles in his leg relaxed themselves allowing him to get to his feet, his leg was still in pain but that he could manage. 

With his new footing he made his way to Jess and grabbed his gun which was sitting next to her hand on the shelf. God damn it, Chris was swearing in his head as he ejected the spent clip, placing it in his jacket pocket he pulled out a loaded clip and pushed it in as the barrel clicked forward. He pulled it back loading the bullets in as he grabbed at his waist removing the large blade from the black sheath.   He had no intention of hiding in this mall with these... people... while the flesh eaters swarmed, he would fight his way out if necessary. [color=tan][b]"Lets go Norman, were getting the hell out of here, right now."[/b][/color] Chris made the remark, which came as more of a command, something of which was normal when Chris lost his temper. [color=gold][b]"Chris.. maybe we should help them..?"[/b][/color] Normans voice was low as he gave the suggestion, [color=gold][b]"She did save me after all..."[/b][/color] Chris turned to Norman who was looking down at the ground in that pitiful way only he can muster. 

[color=tan][b]"She was also the one who kicked me in my damn leg and than made a shit ton of noise you idiot!"[/b][/color] Chris hissed at Norman, this whole situation was a mess. Chris sighed and let out a deep breath as he would calm himself, if he liked it or not he did not know just how many of them things were coming, if he charged out there he could very well be signing both of their death warrants. He did not want to stay with this people, he didn't trust them or did he want to risk them doing something even more stupid and getting them killed. But what choice did he have? There was no time to dwell on it, he could hear them, they were coming and they had to do something now lest they took their last stand here and hoped it was something they could handle. [color=tan][b]"Fine... but if we get out of here I am gonna break that bat over your fat head."[/b][/color] Chris looked begrudgingly at the man who had offered to help him, [color=tan][b]"Did you have plan in mind?"[/b][/color] 

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