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Well he would be beating zombies up and killing anyone foolish enough to attack them so it would be uncomfortable for those with him, even more so if he starts to to hum something as he does. 0.o I could imagine it now and it does not feel or sound very pleasant.
Silver Fox said
Then it's probably a good idea that Cat stays back on the farm.... Otherwise there shall be murder <.<
Maybe but at the same time maybe people will feel better with him going for a stroll.
FaithsRose said
Right so as long as M.C is happy with the petrol group having something interesting happen, that's sorted? Also did you want discussions on what was going to happen or do you just want a random twist? :S
Posted and I can't see anything wrong with the group. Fuel is rare so I am sure some crazy nut will turn up and fight for it with there loony tune friends. That is what I would imagine would happen on a fuel run.
Ash: “If you’re finished care to show me to the containers?”
Upon hearing that Kaylah picked up her plate and took it over to the sink like she planned too before heading to the shed. The sound of one plate touching another filled the room for a split second which was followed by a clung by the knife and fork she put in afterwards. Blue quickly made a 180 turn to face away from the sink before making her way towards the doorway to make her way to the shed. She did not utter any other words and remained silent as she left the kitchen and made her way outside of the temporary home the group were using. The light outside was very different from what it was outside making Kaylah cover her face so she could let her eyes adjust.
She paused for a moment before her eyes finally settled and allowed her to continue on. The home was not even that dark though it was a rather bright day so the difference was very apparent. Her eyes looked over the fencing in front of her which went all around the farm itself and a few other things were in her sight but she soon turned to make her way to the shed where she saw that poor soul’s body. The birds in the area made most of the sounds, of course some of them being the chickens with the odd horse sound here and there. Other than her light footsteps and light breathing she made no real sounds as they approached the shed.
Since the shed had been opened the day they arrived the door to the shed made a creaking sound every time one opened it though it was not opened that often even though the tools were inside. The shed was closed so the creaking sound would be heard, it was the rusty bolts mostly but some oil would fix that when on wanted to do it. With the being opened the light began to creep in to reveal the tools on the rack which held them, the work bench was clear and all the nails, screws and other tools were placed under it in three wooden boxes which had something in-between them to separate the various items.
The blood stains were still present; it had turned a dark colour and was dried on like print. The odour was gone, it took a good 48 hours to do so and the shed had a window in it which was removed to air the shed while the door was closed. Once Kaylah stepped in she turned to the left to see the two massive canisters, four medium and several small ones. A cob web hung in the corner of the room, it was recent as the shed had been cleaned mostly and sorted out. The canisters themselves had blood on them and it seemed to two of the four medium canisters were filled with something. The woman in blue soon reached down and tried to pick one of the filled containers up.
It was rather heavy but she needed to see what was in it and see if it was safe to dump, the medium sized ones were more practical then the large and small ones anyway. The shed still had a metal cup in it and she Kaylah would use it to see what the contents were. It took some doing but she managed to lift the canister and tried to pour some of the liquid into the cup to see what it was. At first it looked like water but it had a smell coming from it so it must have been something else instead. The cup sat there as Kaylah looked at it for a moment before finally saying something.
Kaylah: “Spirits……… I am definitely sure it is that stuff.”
A bucket was close by and it was empty, it was a rather large bucket so most of the canister would go empty and she could use one of the small containers to get rid of the rest. Three medium containers should be enough, if not one or two small containers would be enough.
Kaylah: “Grab those two empty containers and place them outside for a moment. I think I see some rubber tubing so maybe we could use it for our fuel run.”
The rubber tubing was rather long that she had no idea what it was for or if it was there just for parts but in any case they could use it. When the last medium container was empty she moved it and placed it on the floor. She then grabbed the tubing and started to measure it before grabbing one of the tools close by to cut it into several parts so they could each use it or if one broke another would possible cover them. The tubing was rather soft and easy to cut but it seemed to be rather resistance to splitting from what she saw at the ends of each tube. She soon placed them around her and tied in in a lit knot for easy use before grabbing the last container.
Kaylah: “Anything else we need before we get going other than a map?”
Upon hearing that Kaylah picked up her plate and took it over to the sink like she planned too before heading to the shed. The sound of one plate touching another filled the room for a split second which was followed by a clung by the knife and fork she put in afterwards. Blue quickly made a 180 turn to face away from the sink before making her way towards the doorway to make her way to the shed. She did not utter any other words and remained silent as she left the kitchen and made her way outside of the temporary home the group were using. The light outside was very different from what it was outside making Kaylah cover her face so she could let her eyes adjust.
She paused for a moment before her eyes finally settled and allowed her to continue on. The home was not even that dark though it was a rather bright day so the difference was very apparent. Her eyes looked over the fencing in front of her which went all around the farm itself and a few other things were in her sight but she soon turned to make her way to the shed where she saw that poor soul’s body. The birds in the area made most of the sounds, of course some of them being the chickens with the odd horse sound here and there. Other than her light footsteps and light breathing she made no real sounds as they approached the shed.
Since the shed had been opened the day they arrived the door to the shed made a creaking sound every time one opened it though it was not opened that often even though the tools were inside. The shed was closed so the creaking sound would be heard, it was the rusty bolts mostly but some oil would fix that when on wanted to do it. With the being opened the light began to creep in to reveal the tools on the rack which held them, the work bench was clear and all the nails, screws and other tools were placed under it in three wooden boxes which had something in-between them to separate the various items.
The blood stains were still present; it had turned a dark colour and was dried on like print. The odour was gone, it took a good 48 hours to do so and the shed had a window in it which was removed to air the shed while the door was closed. Once Kaylah stepped in she turned to the left to see the two massive canisters, four medium and several small ones. A cob web hung in the corner of the room, it was recent as the shed had been cleaned mostly and sorted out. The canisters themselves had blood on them and it seemed to two of the four medium canisters were filled with something. The woman in blue soon reached down and tried to pick one of the filled containers up.
It was rather heavy but she needed to see what was in it and see if it was safe to dump, the medium sized ones were more practical then the large and small ones anyway. The shed still had a metal cup in it and she Kaylah would use it to see what the contents were. It took some doing but she managed to lift the canister and tried to pour some of the liquid into the cup to see what it was. At first it looked like water but it had a smell coming from it so it must have been something else instead. The cup sat there as Kaylah looked at it for a moment before finally saying something.
Kaylah: “Spirits……… I am definitely sure it is that stuff.”
A bucket was close by and it was empty, it was a rather large bucket so most of the canister would go empty and she could use one of the small containers to get rid of the rest. Three medium containers should be enough, if not one or two small containers would be enough.
Kaylah: “Grab those two empty containers and place them outside for a moment. I think I see some rubber tubing so maybe we could use it for our fuel run.”
The rubber tubing was rather long that she had no idea what it was for or if it was there just for parts but in any case they could use it. When the last medium container was empty she moved it and placed it on the floor. She then grabbed the tubing and started to measure it before grabbing one of the tools close by to cut it into several parts so they could each use it or if one broke another would possible cover them. The tubing was rather soft and easy to cut but it seemed to be rather resistance to splitting from what she saw at the ends of each tube. She soon placed them around her and tied in in a lit knot for easy use before grabbing the last container.
Kaylah: “Anything else we need before we get going other than a map?”
A yacht club, she had not seen this before so maybe it was built during the time she was in a coma where she was relived memories of taking out the gangs when she was new to the Saints. Her eyes gazed over to the large yacht which was not to far away from them. That yacht was worth having at some point but right now she need to find her former friends who rolled with her in the old days. The former Saint would make sure this place became her's one way or another, hopefully they would want to fight for it through the use of fists or the even more fun option using a gun to force them into giving her the site. But money was probably going to be the main thing which she had zero of and who knew how many shops they still owned and how many areas they still had under control.
Future Boss: "I hope I don't go boom when I take that thing over.... Sure would be a nice stronghold for the gang though......."
A bar was present, she needed a drink and would properly force her way in even if they did not need the attention right now after escaping the prison. She was sure these stiffs would have beer, maybe she could rough someone up and take there clothing instead of buying any until she reconnected with the Saints or at least one of the Saints. She could just go downtown if they had not changed to much since she was out of the game, but she seemed to want a beer now rather then later. She could rob people for money like she did several times already. Eventually the boat came to a halt where the boss was putting the heavy gun away back in the cabin, she would then tie the boat to the post so it would not float away, hopefully the rope could take the slack as it looked very old and worn out.
Future Boss: "I hope I don't go boom when I take that thing over.... Sure would be a nice stronghold for the gang though......."
A bar was present, she needed a drink and would properly force her way in even if they did not need the attention right now after escaping the prison. She was sure these stiffs would have beer, maybe she could rough someone up and take there clothing instead of buying any until she reconnected with the Saints or at least one of the Saints. She could just go downtown if they had not changed to much since she was out of the game, but she seemed to want a beer now rather then later. She could rob people for money like she did several times already. Eventually the boat came to a halt where the boss was putting the heavy gun away back in the cabin, she would then tie the boat to the post so it would not float away, hopefully the rope could take the slack as it looked very old and worn out.
I put up a meh post again 
Ash: “I’ll take you and one other person out to do a fuel run, though we don’t want to just fill the tank. We can take a few canisters to fill, nothing too heavy. We can siphon fuel from a few of the abandoned cars; I highly doubt pumps will still be active. Rena you can inspect the fence with Remy in my stead. Olivia keep doing what you’re doing...Lloyd”
Kaylah remained quite after she brought that point up and let her finish up whatever else she had to say. Blue looked at her plate once more to see the eggs she had yet to eat and her fork was still poking at it since she said something moments ago. By this time the eggs were slightly warm at best but she was not going to waste it as she felt it was a slap to the face to the person who cooked it making her look over to the person who did, of course this person being her roommate. Eventually she eat everything on her plate making her place her fork and knife on the plate showing she was done, she planned to take it to the sink when things were finished being discussed.
Chris: “Hey, any of you seen Tony? Dark hair, glasses, doesn't say much?”
Moments later someone was asking for Tony making Kaylah look over to the voice to see it was Chris. She did not know Tony but the person asking seemed to want to find him. What she had seen over the last few days with the group was that Chris seemed very protective of Tony though her brief description clicked the person she was looking for in her mind though she had not actually seen where he went. Dog seemed to not leave her brothers side for too long but they were siblings so they had some strong bond keeping them together like a magnet.
The thing that caught the stripper’s attention now was the thing with Lloyd who still insisted he was fine. After a little bit of what seemed like stubbiness Lloyd agreed to what the young woman told him to do. Still Kaylah would keep her eyes on him; it was nothing more than paranoia. It would be a shame if something did happen to him as it was his farm and she would feel a little weird being here without him because she knew he was alive and she had been in the same room as him despite not really knowing him.
Ash: Not sure whether it's the same guy but Dog mentioned that someone was up with Cat in the attic... Techy boy?”
When the question was answered Kaylah turned to see what Chris reaction was but by this time she was gone, she was like a cartoon character. The road runner came to mind as it seemed she needed to reach the attic where the twins were located and apparently so was Tony like it was life and death. With her out of the way she looked back to where Ash was before saying something.
Kaylah: “Well I think some canisters were in that gruesome shed, I may look in there again now the body has been moved and buried. If my memory is right there should be two big ones, three medium ones and several small ones too. I am fairly sure we can pick up one of the heavy ones. Maybe they are more containers then canisters, regardless they both hold stuff.”
She paused for a moment thinking something before going on.
Kaylah: “Might be easier if we have a cart and one of the horses, maybe both to stop the stress hurting the poor things. The weight will increase a lot the more we fill it up. I think it would be a good idea to get a better haul in one run but we still have some problems along the way such as cars, trucks and other things blocking the roads.”
She was not insisting they take the horses but it would make things easier and on top of that maybe they would like to stretch their legs on a simple run. If they could get a nice amount on the first and possibly only run they would be in a better position, who knew when the dead would show up and take it away from them. She soon stood up and placed her hands on the table, a petrol station would be ideal as a target place to go even if some had been locked or emptied by now. She would have asked Lloyd where the closet petrol station was but he seemed rather ill and so she did not bother doing so.
Her eyes soon roamed over to the three animals, one who was still eating and the other two lying about. The cat seemed to be on the counter where it was cleaning itself and Lloyd's Dog was just sitting by the table the group was using. Bruiser being the last to touch her food ate it slowly. Her eyes soon met Ash’s once more wondering what else she would say.
Kaylah remained quite after she brought that point up and let her finish up whatever else she had to say. Blue looked at her plate once more to see the eggs she had yet to eat and her fork was still poking at it since she said something moments ago. By this time the eggs were slightly warm at best but she was not going to waste it as she felt it was a slap to the face to the person who cooked it making her look over to the person who did, of course this person being her roommate. Eventually she eat everything on her plate making her place her fork and knife on the plate showing she was done, she planned to take it to the sink when things were finished being discussed.
Chris: “Hey, any of you seen Tony? Dark hair, glasses, doesn't say much?”
Moments later someone was asking for Tony making Kaylah look over to the voice to see it was Chris. She did not know Tony but the person asking seemed to want to find him. What she had seen over the last few days with the group was that Chris seemed very protective of Tony though her brief description clicked the person she was looking for in her mind though she had not actually seen where he went. Dog seemed to not leave her brothers side for too long but they were siblings so they had some strong bond keeping them together like a magnet.
The thing that caught the stripper’s attention now was the thing with Lloyd who still insisted he was fine. After a little bit of what seemed like stubbiness Lloyd agreed to what the young woman told him to do. Still Kaylah would keep her eyes on him; it was nothing more than paranoia. It would be a shame if something did happen to him as it was his farm and she would feel a little weird being here without him because she knew he was alive and she had been in the same room as him despite not really knowing him.
Ash: Not sure whether it's the same guy but Dog mentioned that someone was up with Cat in the attic... Techy boy?”
When the question was answered Kaylah turned to see what Chris reaction was but by this time she was gone, she was like a cartoon character. The road runner came to mind as it seemed she needed to reach the attic where the twins were located and apparently so was Tony like it was life and death. With her out of the way she looked back to where Ash was before saying something.
Kaylah: “Well I think some canisters were in that gruesome shed, I may look in there again now the body has been moved and buried. If my memory is right there should be two big ones, three medium ones and several small ones too. I am fairly sure we can pick up one of the heavy ones. Maybe they are more containers then canisters, regardless they both hold stuff.”
She paused for a moment thinking something before going on.
Kaylah: “Might be easier if we have a cart and one of the horses, maybe both to stop the stress hurting the poor things. The weight will increase a lot the more we fill it up. I think it would be a good idea to get a better haul in one run but we still have some problems along the way such as cars, trucks and other things blocking the roads.”
She was not insisting they take the horses but it would make things easier and on top of that maybe they would like to stretch their legs on a simple run. If they could get a nice amount on the first and possibly only run they would be in a better position, who knew when the dead would show up and take it away from them. She soon stood up and placed her hands on the table, a petrol station would be ideal as a target place to go even if some had been locked or emptied by now. She would have asked Lloyd where the closet petrol station was but he seemed rather ill and so she did not bother doing so.
Her eyes soon roamed over to the three animals, one who was still eating and the other two lying about. The cat seemed to be on the counter where it was cleaning itself and Lloyd's Dog was just sitting by the table the group was using. Bruiser being the last to touch her food ate it slowly. Her eyes soon met Ash’s once more wondering what else she would say.
Damo021 said
Sorry i not posted, I have been on holiday and wont be back till the 24th In Northern Ireland :)
OK well it will still be here I think when you get back though I am fairly positive it will be.
Something is up, nothing magically though.
Kaylah eventually heard Dog reply to hear being on the roof with Mr Psycho though could CatDog be away from each other for more than a few hours. Upon hearing not to touch him from Dog the woman in Blue wondered why she would even do so. Unless he was about to fall of the roof she would not bother. In some way this kind of amazed her, if he did fall of he would have eight lives left unless he lost right already in previous events. When Dog mentioned not to bring up anything threatening made her frown a little. The last thing she would do is threaten a mad man who was in the attic with her so called brother who was in fact his sister despite what she says. She was in no way judging them though it seemed like it but one had to face facts that Cat was a psycho.
The meek people, who were the meek people? Was she considered one of the meek people? If he ignored her then she would get her answer but then again he had not said much to the others so maybe it would not be an answer at all. Dog was soon gone as Kaylah looked at her plate of egg and bacon. The fuel run sounded like it needed to be done and she was a little bored so maybe they could do it sooner than later.
Lloyd: “Yeah... nothing to worry about”
Lloyd: “I think everything is running low on fuel, we were on our way out to get more supplies when...you know”
That on its own meant they should get fuel before it was too late because in this world anything could happen and no place was safe for too long. The fact he was sick still played on her mind as she looked at him every so often, trying to see if there were any signs of him being infected or something. Since the outbreak had begun she had started to go down the road of paranoia. When Lloyd mentioned pooling all the fuel together to make half a tank she thought a run would be better but she needed at least a few other to agree as well. Lloyd mentioned the basement and if anyone checked it out but if they had been here for the last two days the infected would have got to them by this point.
Kaylah: “I suggest we do a fuel run as soon as possible, the longer we take the more chances of something going wrong will happen. I would not mind going to get some if one or two other people came with me. I think three people filling up a gas tank will mean we will be able to travel further. I have no plan on dying yet.”
She wanted to be useful, so far she had not done much, she helped here and there if they needed it, if not she left them to it. Ash seemed capable of doing these tasks herself but in this dying world help was even more important than it used to be. If they planned a route and a back-up route there and back they could get it done fairly quickly. At this point they needed everyone to defend the farm as long as possible and so the more that left the weaker there defense would be. Kaylah soon finished her bacon off and played with the eggs. She poked at it like she was poking parts of the human brain if one wanted to look at it that way.
Her eyes darted back and forth from Ash to Olivia to Remy and the others in the kitchen. Lloyd was the main person she looked to and she did not do it for too long either. She did have one job though, go into the shed and make her blades sharp again for her weapon and also reinforce the hockey stick itself. It was simple enough though eventually the stick would have had it so she would need to get a new one soon, maybe they would come across a mall or sports shop at some point. A new wooden one and metal one would help, the metal one would have to be self-made though but it would last much longer then wood.
The meek people, who were the meek people? Was she considered one of the meek people? If he ignored her then she would get her answer but then again he had not said much to the others so maybe it would not be an answer at all. Dog was soon gone as Kaylah looked at her plate of egg and bacon. The fuel run sounded like it needed to be done and she was a little bored so maybe they could do it sooner than later.
Lloyd: “Yeah... nothing to worry about”
Lloyd: “I think everything is running low on fuel, we were on our way out to get more supplies when...you know”
That on its own meant they should get fuel before it was too late because in this world anything could happen and no place was safe for too long. The fact he was sick still played on her mind as she looked at him every so often, trying to see if there were any signs of him being infected or something. Since the outbreak had begun she had started to go down the road of paranoia. When Lloyd mentioned pooling all the fuel together to make half a tank she thought a run would be better but she needed at least a few other to agree as well. Lloyd mentioned the basement and if anyone checked it out but if they had been here for the last two days the infected would have got to them by this point.
Kaylah: “I suggest we do a fuel run as soon as possible, the longer we take the more chances of something going wrong will happen. I would not mind going to get some if one or two other people came with me. I think three people filling up a gas tank will mean we will be able to travel further. I have no plan on dying yet.”
She wanted to be useful, so far she had not done much, she helped here and there if they needed it, if not she left them to it. Ash seemed capable of doing these tasks herself but in this dying world help was even more important than it used to be. If they planned a route and a back-up route there and back they could get it done fairly quickly. At this point they needed everyone to defend the farm as long as possible and so the more that left the weaker there defense would be. Kaylah soon finished her bacon off and played with the eggs. She poked at it like she was poking parts of the human brain if one wanted to look at it that way.
Her eyes darted back and forth from Ash to Olivia to Remy and the others in the kitchen. Lloyd was the main person she looked to and she did not do it for too long either. She did have one job though, go into the shed and make her blades sharp again for her weapon and also reinforce the hockey stick itself. It was simple enough though eventually the stick would have had it so she would need to get a new one soon, maybe they would come across a mall or sports shop at some point. A new wooden one and metal one would help, the metal one would have to be self-made though but it would last much longer then wood.
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