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Kylie relaxed visibly when Oskar believed her. She was telling the truth, she trusted Oskar enough to do this. She wasn't sure why she trusted him so much, as he had also run off with Hannah when Camella was trapped. No matter. Trust was important. This was a bit of a problem however, because while she trusted Oskar she did not trust Hannah. She seemed like the dictator type of ruler. Kylie leaned closer to Oskar, her voice hushed. "Thank you for believing me. Other people probability wouldn't have taken the risk of someone who looks like they are bitten." She looked over at her shoulder at Hannah before turning again to face Oskar. "If you would...could you keep this between us? I would greatly appreciate it."

She looked down at Camella when she moaned, frowning at her pain. She nodded to Oskar. "I can do that. I'll be as quick as I can. Good luck with the car." And with that, and a machete in her hands, Kylie got low and got quiet. She krept as quietly as possible towards the barrier around the church, finding the lowest point to carefully step over. Once she was over she looked back over towards Oskar before entering through the front door of the church. She allowed her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the interior, too scared to even breathe, She didn't want to alert the dead. It was silent inside. The stone walls kept out the sounds of the outside world. Kylie almost felt peaceful. She shook the drowsiness from her head. She had a task to complete.

The church had clearly been used by a group for awhile, and looked pretty cleaned out. Kylie began to dig through the mess all over the floor, frantically looking for something to use as bandages. She knew she had some in her backpack, but it wouldn't be nearly enough. Soon Kylie's hopes were answered, underneath an old sleeping mat, caked with blood, was a med kit. The white cross standing out from the filthy box. Kylie set down her machete, looking around once more before opening the box. She smiled, it not only held some rolls of bandages, but also a bottle of what looked like hydrogen peroxide. It could be used to clean the wound. Kylie shook the bottle, glad to hear some liquid sloshing around inside.

Trying to wrap up her search, she found a bottle of pills of which their purpose was not known to Kylie. She kept them just in case. She was hoping to come across something for a splint, but nothing inside the church seemed to be useful. Hopefully what she found would be enough. Right before she was about to leave, one final thing caught her attention. A package of batteries, and there was only one left. Kylie tried to contain her excitement as she pocketed the battery, picking up her machete and heading out of the church.

As she stood in the doorway of the church she looked out towards Oskar, giving him a tiny wave. She did not notice the zombie behind her, his moans blending into the sounds of the herd.
Okay here's what I'm gonna do. I have a d20 here,

1= No Supplies
2-6- Poor Supplies
7-11= Okay Supplies
11-15= Good Supplies
16-19= Really good supplies
20= Amazing Supplies

...13

Okay time to write a post :3
So hamster, any ideas about what I could find in the church?
I would love to play a daughter, any age restrictions for the characters? I have a mobster style character, who is a bit young.
Maybe a 'Guest' will come visit Cal with some gifts.
I'm excited for some interaction between Cal and a therapist: "Do you have any friend?" "nah" "Do you have any hobbies." "nah" That or she would just say none of your business.
Well I guess that's a bridge we will cross when we get there. But I also wanted to hear your Callie ship Rookery
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Kylie looked down at the other girl, frowning, she pitied the other women. Kylie crouched down next to Camella, rubbing her shoulder in a comforting way. "Don't worry" Kylie said to Camella, not knowing if the other girl could even hear her. "Once we are all safe your leg will be patched up." The last thing Kylie wanted was for the girl to die of shock or something. Kylie then looked up at Oskar, watching as he rooted around in the car. She hoped that he would be able to get the car working. The hoard was approaching faster and faster. She knew Hannah didn't have enough bullets to kill them all.

She jumped a bit when she heard Oskar say her name, she almost smiled despite the circumstance. "Yes...my name is Kylie." She slowly stood up, looked Oskar in the eye. Kylie swallowed nervously, hoping he would believe what she was about to say. "I...I promise it's not a zombie bite." She would have turned by now...right? "I can show it to you later, it's not bad enough for treatment right now. We need to get Camella safe and fix up her leg." She crouched back down, rubbing Camella's shoulder.

She figured she might as well quickly tell him what had happened while he tried to fix the car. "My old group...my old camp...we uh...had a bunch of bear traps around it to keep raiders and walkers away." Kylie smiled softly for a moment, recalling her friends. "Two days ago I was messing around with some of my friends when my leg got caught in one of them." Kylie winced as she said this, as if recalling the pain. "My group was able to get it off my leg, but it didn't have enough time to heal before I uh..." She decided to leave the raider attack out of her story. "And yeah now I'm here."
Alrighty! I was just trying to picture how the therapy sessions were gonna work
Oh question, do you plan on controlling the staff members for the most part?
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