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[sub][sub][u][b][color=yellow]Theyra   [/color][/b][/u][/sub][/sub]
Reman for a moment stared with horror at the scene unfolding as seemingly hundreds of zombies were chasing a car but heading towards them at a quick pace right before his eyes, and once he realized the great danger he and the group was in. He acted fast and brought down his binoculars, [color=yellow]”We need to get out of here now!”[/color] Fear was in his voice as he started to get down from the overpass and towards the cars in a frantic pace. [color=yellow]”There is a horde of zombies coming our way from the city chasing a car and we need to move!”[/color]

To be honest, Reman cared less about the car and more about the horde. So rather than try to follow the car and figure out where it is going. Surviving the horde is the first course of action he is focusing on. Also, he really regrets bringing Vun right now. [color=yellow]”Vun get back on the car now!”[/color] He yelled at his newest pet.
[sub][sub][u][b][color=bca346]Exit   [/color][/b][/u][/sub][/sub]
A single protruding orb of an eye drew lazy circles around itself until it finally settled on Reman. In it, there was no acknowledgement or any sign of it understanding what was being said. Just an empty distant look, almost as if it were peering through him instead of actually seeing him. Vun continued to chew on the weed he had pulled from the concrete and for the briefest of moments, it seemed the given command had fallen on deaf ‘ears’.

At least it did until his eyes suddenly snapped forward in the direction of the coming horde. Although it was clearly impossible for him to see what was approaching due to his position between what was essentially two hills, Vun began to move anyways. He turned around and very lazily began shuffling back to the Kyoshi.
[sub][sub][u][b][color=coral]shylarah   [/color][/b][/u][/sub][/sub]
At Reman’s shout, Ziotea broke off her conversation with Weiyuan.  [color=coral]“We can continue this in the car -- let’s get out of here!”[/color]  She dashed for the Kyoshi, piling in the back.  She did not want to deal with more zombies, especially not a hoard of them. She only had so many bullets.
[sub][sub][u][b][color=f1c231]KillamriX88   [/color][/b][/u][/sub][/sub]
Weiyuan didn’t need to be told twice. He followed after Ziotea quickly… though he had to slow his pace a hair to not accidentally run the shorter woman down. As he climbed into the vehicle after her, he began to once again rethink his life choices. Why was he here? He felt all he was doing was weighing the Kyoshi down. What use was he aside from throwing himself into danger blindly and hoping his other half woke up fast enough?

Though he supposed he at least probably weighed less than Reman’s new pet.
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By now, the car that was blocking their path had been mostly pushed to the side, with enough force behind Feyi that she was eventually able to coast the rest of the way with it to the wall. As soon as she hit the divider, she was out and rushing back to her vehicle, which had already repositioned itself inside the now clear lane. [color=white]”Shit shit shit.”[/color]

[color=white]”Zombies?!”[/color] Sumire yelled from the driver seat. [color=white]”Those things from yesterday? What did you call them, Feyi?!”[/color]

[color=white]”Possessed!”[/color] Feyi yelled back.

[color=white]”Possessed?! But that’s a mouthful!”[/color]

[color=white]”Are you seri- We have to go! We’ve got to put space between us and that car!”[/color] Feyi pulled open the passenger door and then stood in the frame. [color=white]”Takoa!”[/color]

Takoa was already halfway down the other side of the offramp. In short time, he’d cleared his side of the highway and vaulted across the divider in a single leap, diving for the door in the back that was opened for him. As Feyi climbed in and shut the door, her vehicle began pulling off. Another door in the back was opened and held ajar for Tenet who was waiting up ahead.

Sumire kept right behind Feyi as her car pulled up beside him, loaded him in and peeled out. Behind her, the crew borrowed from the travelling merchant followed as well, keeping pace with the two cars ahead of it. Behind [i]them[/i], and crossing the overpass they had just left, was the mysterious other vehicle. It didn’t slow, and with how fast it was moving, it was difficult to tell exactly who or how many occupants there were inside, but it mattered little.

As it approached the end of the overpass, it hit a hard turn, whipping itself around to face West to match the direction of the fleeing convoy and flew down the offramp in their direction. In short time, it had closed the gap between it and the three cars and was riding tandem with them, the dust from the road, biting wind and a concrete divider the only thing separating the two groups.

Like every vehicle encountered in the Wilds so far, this one too was cobbled together from a collection of scavenged scrap parts and welded together onto the frame beneath, and just like every one of those vehicles, ingenuity and engineering born from life beyond the walls ensured it survived long after it should have fallen apart. The main difference was its size. It was small, clearly built for speed and whatever modification had been slapped onto its shell was there to keep little more than the dust and rain out. Through the open windows, three individuals could be seen: two in the front and one in the back. The driver kept his eyes forward while the other two peered at the central vehicle, the Kyoshi, with mild interest.
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