"That was a creative one, I'll give you that."
Brick turned to look at her, his eyes looking over her before he waggled his eyebrows, and then stuck his sunglasses on. This caused Allison to break out into some laughter. As it died down, she covered her mouth, and walked closer, taking the water from Brick's arms. "Turn around ya goof." She said, still somewhat chuckling, and then unzipped and placed the water he had grabbed into it, along with the food and limited ammo she had collected from the other tent. When she was finished, she pushed Brick forward a little bit. "You go ahead and head on down. I'll be right behi-"
"Allie, ya see that?" Brick said, putting his arm around her shoulder and cutting her off mid sentence. He was pointing towards someone, or thing, quite a little ways away, but still visible. Allison's eyebrows furrowed and she lifted her hunting rifle up, and looked through the scope in the direction Brick had been pointing in. "That's a survivor... Like us...?" She said. "He's walking too steadily to be infected and turned, but I cant tell if he's bitten or not." She said, allowing her gun and arms to go slack. "Too far away." she said, before bringing it back up and looking in the direction the man was walking. "He's heading straight for a herd, about a mile away."
Brick nodded. "Lets meet up with Tony. Get his opinion an' shit." He said, releasing his friend and going down the fire escape. Allie followed shortly after.
"Tony, he will die! The building aint going anywhere, lets at least check it out!" Allison argued. "Let him!" Tony sniped back. "What if it's a trap? What if we went up getting killed? I'm not willing to take that chance. We take care of our own. Fuck everyone else."
A little ways away Brick sat against the wall on a garbage can, his faithful companion sitting by his side watching the other two, with his bandana down. He was probably considered handsome before the apocalypse, his face was square, his chin strong. Along his jaw was unshaven stubble giving him a masculine look. It was completely different from Tony’s mountain man look. “Diesel will hear and smell them coming.” Brick piped in. “We’ll be ready, and he’ll smell them long before they get to us to spring the trap, if there even is one.” The three fell silent for a moment, Tony seemed to be thinking, his older face was stony and had a frown etched into it.
“Alright, fine, lets do it.” Tony said. “You two approach him, cut him off before he gets the walker’s attention, Allie, try to keep it to your bow and arrows. Brick, no guns, they nearly got us killed last time.” Brick smiled at this. ”But they didn’t.” Allison and Tony didn’t react to this at first, before Allie took Tony's side. "Brick there's about 100 walkers if not more, I don't care if it didn't last time, stick to yer knife." she said, crossing her arms below her breasts. Brick's eyebrows furrowed for a moment, but he got over it and pulled his bandana from his neck up and over his nose. It was
red with sewn jaws and would look threatening to any other who didn't know him. He placed his sunglasses over his eyes. He grabbed his kukri from his thigh by the handle, and kept it handy. He twirled it in his hand as he waited for the other two to get ready. Kylie, much like her significant other, pulled up her own black bandana, fixed up her jacket, and dawned her own sunglasses. She didn’t look as threatening as Brick, but she didn’t want to. He was meant to be intimidating. She was meant to be stealthy. She decided to simply go bare handed for now, but she had a knife in her sleeve should she need it. Tony whistled to the Rottweiler, causing it to get up and trot over to him. He had his hunting rifle drawn, and his sunglasses on. His large body spoke for itself. “Stay safe you two.” He said, leaning to the side and petting the dog, before walking off, and out of sight, he’d be taking cover to provide cover fire should they need it, and Diesel was with them to tell him if anyone else was coming.
The three were tactical, they always had been, and performed a pincer maneuver. Textbook and efficient. Tony had come around the long ways, taking cover in some of the cars with the Rottweiler in tow, who was lowly growling in warning to the man at the nearby zombie horde. It could smell the rot of flesh before they could, as it was a little less than a mile away by now. Tony ignored this, instead keeping his hunting rifle trained in the unknown man. Now that they were closer Tony could tell he was black, and a little taller than Brick, but not as tall as himself. Probably around the same weight area as Brick as well. Meanwhile the other two had come across the short ways, and quickly cut the man off. Brick remained quiet, preferring to let Allie do the talking for now. He wasn't very good at that. He did however quickly survey the man, taking note of his gun and rations. All he would have to do is have Tony take a shot, one swift hand movement... but that was a last resort. As much of a cocky ass as he might have been, alerting the herd behind them wasn't a good idea. Allison had taken her baseball bat out, she looked like she was about to play tee-ball with someone's skull.
"Ey mister," Allison said, speaking first in an attempt to get the man's attention. They were both just a little ways behind him by now. She lifted the baseball bat and rested it on her shoulder. "You probably don't want to keep headin' that way. There's a herd of walkers not too far from here." As she said this she saw Brick had his shotgun in one of his arms, and his kukri machete in the other. She looked at him for a moment, her eyes squinting in confusion at what he was doing, before she followed the direction of his gaze, and saw that the man had a gun. Brick was planning to show this man that he was outgunned. "Now, we're just tryin' to help you out here. Not robbing you or nothin', but if you dont try anything funny neither will we." she said. Brick piped up finally, "Lets get 'em back to Tony. We can figure out where to go from there. I dont want to have a random ass walker come over and alert the others. Oi, stranger, what's your name?" Allison smacked Brick on the arm. "Mister, can we ask you to come with us? I can promise you nothin' bad will come of it. If we were planning to rob you or whatever we'd have done so by now." she regretted saying that almost immediately. She was about to correct her mistake when Brick spoke again. "Walk in front of us in the direction I tell ya and I wont blow your balls off," he said, motioning to the man's torso with his shotgun. "Or, resist, and be killed," he continued. "Or, keep walkin' in that direction and tough it out with the horde. Your choice mate."
