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14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

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14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

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@Poi
... also short goodbye

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

Trevor "Shadow" Stevens

Trevor gathered with the others for the meeting but stood behind the group. He already knew that he was pulling bodyguard duty with Jain for the duration of this encounter. Personally he didn’t mind where he went as long as he came along, always trying to be the first to volunteer for dangerous missions. After all, they did tend to be the most exciting.

Still, he listened and watched for where the others would be and what their objectives were. This sharing of information wouldn’t be something his strike teams would do, they would all be given their orders and what the goal was. If there was more than one group, they wouldn’t have a lot of details on the other group in case one became compromised. Once the meeting was over he wanted to go see what Maisy was up too anyway to at least say good bye, knowing Jain wouldn’t be leaving for a little while longer.

He walked away from the group before they ended their meeting, he had a good idea of what everyone was doing and their general direction. So he made his way back down the camp towards the main group where Maze was at. Hank, his trusty steed, although acting a bit careful in the new terrain and wide open fields he seemed to have calmed down a bit without being as apprehensive or cautious.

The one thing he was a bit unsure of was whether Maisy was supposed to move the group or not. He honestly wasn’t to sure why he had so much trouble finding the small girl. The last few days may have been a bit weird for the both of them but interesting. They were both a bit hesitant of each other to do anything serious or too physical, it was like an art form neither of them were familiar with. Still, he felt happy when she was around and something about her made him smile. Perhaps it was how adorable and cute she could be while still holding an air of deadly kick-assery around her.

The thought made him smile as he approached her and dismounted, “Stay here Hank” the mule didn’t give any signs of acknowledgment and continued to follow him. Trevor made it up close to her still smiling, “Hey Maze” he could see her tapping up her finger and holding glass in her hand, “just wanted to come up and say goodbye real quick.” Reaching back and grabbing hanks reigns and pulled him behind her, effectively blocking the view between them and a few of the onlookers. The large man pulled the small girl into a warm hug and stayed there for a moment before letting her go, gently holding her hand.

“Be safe beautiful, I’ll see you again in a little while” he didn’t wait to hear her reply knowing Jain wouldn’t wait forever. He let go of her hand before saying, “Jain's not going to wait for me, so I got to go” he smiled again and pulled Hank toward him, “Come on Hank, let’s go join up with the others.” He looked back to her one last time while riding Hank and headed off to meet up with Jain and the others.

@Poi

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Wick
He fills in where ever but for this mission he is basically petra's escort

Xmen: Mutant Liberation Army

toro is up

Xmen: Mutant Liberation Army

Toro "Jolt" Warnock

The low hum of an electric motor filled the large concrete room, one wall had a sealed hatch where another had a thick glass window. The electric motor powered a large wooden wheel on the floor that turned slowly. Strapped to a chair in the center of the room with electrical wires connecting to specific points was a young man, he was glowing orange as where the cables leading off him disappearing into the floor below him. A scientist sat in a chair on the opposite side of the window, wearing a white lab coat and reading data sheets while occasionally sipping on coffee.

A subtle rumbling sound in the distance didn’t seem to bother anyone, the small vibration barely noticeable above the moving machinery in the room. The next rumble was louder, the vibration shaking a bit more. The scientist looked up from his work, the man strapped to the chair also looked up and over at him. Then the alarm, red lights flashing and sirens blaring, a clamping sound from the door and steel shutters closing over the window was all he needed to see. By the alarm and the worried look on the scientist he could tell that someone was either breaking out or breaking in.

He could hear them, the pounding that echoed through the halls before stopping outside of his door. Suddenly the door dented once, bending a portion of the metal door some before getting hit again and again, each hit bent and warped the door further until it finally broke off and slid across the floor. What he saw next surprised him, he could make out a few butterflies in the dim light that fluttered to him. Their beautiful wings effortlessly cut the wires and his bindings before fading from his view.

The man stood his orange glow illuminating the dark room, he wasn’t wearing a shirt only the white pants from his prison uniform. Freedom, it was nice, being able to breath and move without the restrictions set upon him. The young man stepped out from his earthen confinement to a hallway of death. He could tell that the guards were dead, but this didn’t detour him from heading towards the make shift exit. Still, he found himself standing at the exit and looking out into the court yard, many mutants had already accumulated there.

However, the young man hesitated before stepping out, not for fear of further imprisonment or anxiety, but for the automatic rifle that lay on the ground. Carefully the glowing man picked up the rifle and picked a couple of magazines off the lifeless guard. He wasn’t skilled with firearms, but he could still get some energy off the rounds in a pinch if he needed to. Walking out across the ruble and into the yard with everyone else his attention was soon grabbed by a man speaking. What the man said seemed to click with him, finally he was presented with a chance to damage or destroy those who imprisoned him, who experimented on him, who took his parents from him.

He glanced around at the others they seemed confused or terrified, one woman near him seemed to be looking around as if weighing her options. He had never seen anyone like her before, her Grey skin, pointed ears or double pupils. To him she reminded him of himself and how he stands out. He did get close to her before talking, “Ma’am, if you stay here the sentinels will kill you. Your best bet is with them, at least that way you can get far away and leave when you want too” he knew it wasn’t much of a choice, he was sure some of them could make it fine on their own in the surrounding wilderness but not forever.

@Goliah

Xmen: Mutant Liberation Army

@TheUnknowable
well there is no worries for Toro he was being experimented on when the break out occurred and he was rescued by some rather lovely butterflies.

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@DriveEMOut

probly, I think it still says apply somewhere

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Dnafein
Also just to put this out there

I know it's been 14 years but I live in Oregon, at our family's house there are 12 shotguns, 14 rifles 2 semi-auto 3 lever action and two pump action the rest are bolt action rifles. 8 pistols half autoloaders half revolvers three compound bows 2 PVC longbows... and from the people living around us we are kind of average in the number of firearms we have.

So I guess it's understandable that we have a few firearms lol

14 Years and Counting // Walking Dead

@Dnafein
On the weapons side of things those rifles you're talking about would be high quality and unlikely to leave last hope for defense reasons

I think