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is the name really Sister A? Makes her sound of African descent by the way...no offense intended...though if it is taken I will offer booboos and hugs... :D
Aleck ~ At the Train Tracks
Shots rang and the guy on the bike left with the preggo chick.
What an absolute deuche, Aleck thought as he saw that he had left others behind when he raced away with the preggo girl. The thought had been a simple afterthought but it would remain as his impression of the man on the bike. For the moment he was more preoccupied with the safety of the young girl he had bandaged just moments ago.
"Get to some cover!" He yelled at the young girl before racing towards the houses, since he was out of sight of the attacker he was able to run without ducking, Aleck dropped his pack after roughly retrieved the rifle pieces and loaded the gun taking an extra clip, the stock was an easy clip on type and he had practice with reloading guns so with swift motions of his hands he had the rifle battle worthy in mere seconds.
He thought about using his body and jacket to protect the girl but he valued his safety above hers and the firing had been short so there seemed to be a momentary ceasefire either from a pause to evaluate the situation or the reloading of guns. Once in sight of where he believed the attacker to be he fired, unloading four of the six 9mm rounds from the revolver that had been in his pocket, in that direction to keep the attacker down long enough to get within site of the target.
"Stop shooting!" he demanded of the person in the building. "We can resolve this peacefully, shoot again and I will assume that, that is your only and official response!"
He wasn't worried about the people to his back, if the man had proffered to run rather than fight then it could only mean that he had no confidence in his group of winning the gun fight. He was also not worried about the group, if that was what it even was, in front of him. After the initial shooting of what sounded like two low caliber rounds the firing had stopped, either the rounds had been a scare tactic or there was only one shooter with low ammo. He hoped it was the latter, he did not want to risk his life fighting an armed group.
He scanned the windows ready to spring to any of them and unload three round controlled bursts. Since he had no idea where exactly the attacker was he had to rely on his reflexes for victory.
An eerie thought crossed his mind, could this group be a stalker killer group? He had fought a few, but he had done the reverse stalking having spotted them first, it was why he hated moving in anything larger than solo. It made it easier to get spotted and in consequence, killed. Those kinds of groups cared only about killing, raping, and robbing. There was no talking and no surrender. The reason for the thought was the fact that the attacker had spoken no warning or demand, and had in fact elected to not speak at all. The only thing that kept him from feeling dreadfully sure that this was a stalker killer group was the fact that while those kinds of groups killed they tended to taunt and wear down the mind with psychological attacks to provoke fear and irrational thought.
Shots rang and the guy on the bike left with the preggo chick.
What an absolute deuche, Aleck thought as he saw that he had left others behind when he raced away with the preggo girl. The thought had been a simple afterthought but it would remain as his impression of the man on the bike. For the moment he was more preoccupied with the safety of the young girl he had bandaged just moments ago.
"Get to some cover!" He yelled at the young girl before racing towards the houses, since he was out of sight of the attacker he was able to run without ducking, Aleck dropped his pack after roughly retrieved the rifle pieces and loaded the gun taking an extra clip, the stock was an easy clip on type and he had practice with reloading guns so with swift motions of his hands he had the rifle battle worthy in mere seconds.
He thought about using his body and jacket to protect the girl but he valued his safety above hers and the firing had been short so there seemed to be a momentary ceasefire either from a pause to evaluate the situation or the reloading of guns. Once in sight of where he believed the attacker to be he fired, unloading four of the six 9mm rounds from the revolver that had been in his pocket, in that direction to keep the attacker down long enough to get within site of the target.
"Stop shooting!" he demanded of the person in the building. "We can resolve this peacefully, shoot again and I will assume that, that is your only and official response!"
He wasn't worried about the people to his back, if the man had proffered to run rather than fight then it could only mean that he had no confidence in his group of winning the gun fight. He was also not worried about the group, if that was what it even was, in front of him. After the initial shooting of what sounded like two low caliber rounds the firing had stopped, either the rounds had been a scare tactic or there was only one shooter with low ammo. He hoped it was the latter, he did not want to risk his life fighting an armed group.
He scanned the windows ready to spring to any of them and unload three round controlled bursts. Since he had no idea where exactly the attacker was he had to rely on his reflexes for victory.
An eerie thought crossed his mind, could this group be a stalker killer group? He had fought a few, but he had done the reverse stalking having spotted them first, it was why he hated moving in anything larger than solo. It made it easier to get spotted and in consequence, killed. Those kinds of groups cared only about killing, raping, and robbing. There was no talking and no surrender. The reason for the thought was the fact that the attacker had spoken no warning or demand, and had in fact elected to not speak at all. The only thing that kept him from feeling dreadfully sure that this was a stalker killer group was the fact that while those kinds of groups killed they tended to taunt and wear down the mind with psychological attacks to provoke fear and irrational thought.
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Me, myst, and QT are present so swing on by :D
Join us here Bobby...we need more victi...people to talk to!
Me, myst, and QT are present so swing on by :D
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For all of you that hasn't seen it yet please use this link to enter CHATZY...its a free chatting site...you don't need to register just type in a name and that's it...orange as a name color has been taken so pick another LOL
BUT for reals guys...go there...me, myst, panda, and QT are already in that chat and its helped a lot.
COME TO THE DARKSIDE FOR WE HAVE COOKIES!
For all of you that hasn't seen it yet please use this link to enter CHATZY...its a free chatting site...you don't need to register just type in a name and that's it...orange as a name color has been taken so pick another LOL
BUT for reals guys...go there...me, myst, panda, and QT are already in that chat and its helped a lot.
COME TO THE DARKSIDE FOR WE HAVE COOKIES!
Aleck Making a run for the Church
Aleck was quick, though he took the long way around to avoid being spotted he was quick enough to get around the buildings on the other side of the store in time to see the girl limping out, she looked like she had a goal in mind. Had he trusted too much? Would she put him in danger and consequently put his sister in danger? Should he take her out right now and avoid having to track her down later?
The pack! It occurred to him far too late that he had left so many precious things within! He was stunned, Aleck was a master planner, there wasn't an instance he wasn't prepared for but the girl had brought down his guard and now he could be potentially be paying for that.
He decided to forgo killing the girl. The guns were more important.
Making a mad dash for the church he avoided being stealthy, using his weight and strength he either pushed the zombies that got in his way down or lopped off heads. Within seconds he was at the front of the church stripping corpses of surface loot, he didn't take the time to search them properly. He found the raiders to be practically standardized in their ammo and weapons, they must have looted a police station since most of their guns are a single standard size and caliber per category. The raiders had been looted before Aleck had arrived so he managed four revolvers with about three dozen rounds, a rifle with three clips and a fourth that was already in it, as well as a shotgun, though he didn't find any shells for it and it was probably empty so he left that.
He retreated with his loot running back the way he had come. By the time he reached the north-most point that allowed him to see in the direction the girl had headed he could see her in the distance with other survivors, maybe the girl hadn't betrayed him and was doing that thing that girls do and went looking for more people risking life and limb. It was the greatest reason why he kept his sister back in the Haven, he didn't want her finding other survivors and forcing him to cooperate with them whether they could be trusted or not.
He kept himself at just the right angle as he ran towards the store so that the store would be between him and the group blocking their view of him. Once there he quickly took apart the rifle removing stock and clip so that it would fit in the pack and replaced his pythons with the two police revolvers, he didn't care if he wasted those rounds, the magnum rounds were rarer, police nines not so much.
Though completely out of breath he put on his heavy coat, it was layered with leather and thin steel plating to prevent him from being stabbed among other things easily. He loaded a third revolver and put it in his pocket, it was small enough to fit and the sleeves were long enough to cover both his hand and the gun as he kept a grip on it as he walked. With the heavy pack further burdened with new loot he walked outside and started making his slow approach towards the group, he didn't pick up his pace so that the hand-in-the-pocket thing wouldn't seem out of place and so that he could regain his breath.
Aleck was quick, though he took the long way around to avoid being spotted he was quick enough to get around the buildings on the other side of the store in time to see the girl limping out, she looked like she had a goal in mind. Had he trusted too much? Would she put him in danger and consequently put his sister in danger? Should he take her out right now and avoid having to track her down later?
The pack! It occurred to him far too late that he had left so many precious things within! He was stunned, Aleck was a master planner, there wasn't an instance he wasn't prepared for but the girl had brought down his guard and now he could be potentially be paying for that.
He decided to forgo killing the girl. The guns were more important.
Making a mad dash for the church he avoided being stealthy, using his weight and strength he either pushed the zombies that got in his way down or lopped off heads. Within seconds he was at the front of the church stripping corpses of surface loot, he didn't take the time to search them properly. He found the raiders to be practically standardized in their ammo and weapons, they must have looted a police station since most of their guns are a single standard size and caliber per category. The raiders had been looted before Aleck had arrived so he managed four revolvers with about three dozen rounds, a rifle with three clips and a fourth that was already in it, as well as a shotgun, though he didn't find any shells for it and it was probably empty so he left that.
He retreated with his loot running back the way he had come. By the time he reached the north-most point that allowed him to see in the direction the girl had headed he could see her in the distance with other survivors, maybe the girl hadn't betrayed him and was doing that thing that girls do and went looking for more people risking life and limb. It was the greatest reason why he kept his sister back in the Haven, he didn't want her finding other survivors and forcing him to cooperate with them whether they could be trusted or not.
He kept himself at just the right angle as he ran towards the store so that the store would be between him and the group blocking their view of him. Once there he quickly took apart the rifle removing stock and clip so that it would fit in the pack and replaced his pythons with the two police revolvers, he didn't care if he wasted those rounds, the magnum rounds were rarer, police nines not so much.
Though completely out of breath he put on his heavy coat, it was layered with leather and thin steel plating to prevent him from being stabbed among other things easily. He loaded a third revolver and put it in his pocket, it was small enough to fit and the sleeves were long enough to cover both his hand and the gun as he kept a grip on it as he walked. With the heavy pack further burdened with new loot he walked outside and started making his slow approach towards the group, he didn't pick up his pace so that the hand-in-the-pocket thing wouldn't seem out of place and so that he could regain his breath.
seems legit...LOL
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This is a chat site, just type in a name and you are good to go, no registration needed. I find these sites help the overall flow and bonding of RPmates :D
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Also...I know I posted an empty post in the IC...my bad...don't know how to delete stuff just yet D:
This is a chat site, just type in a name and you are good to go, no registration needed. I find these sites help the overall flow and bonding of RPmates :D
....
Also...I know I posted an empty post in the IC...my bad...don't know how to delete stuff just yet D:
The purple is where I figure that Aleck picked up Emma and the darker red is my path to the church.
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Aleck Inside the Store with Emma
Aleck had a sudden urge to attack the seemingly submissive girl, the urge was so overwhelming it made him pause as he was forced to regain his senses. The pause lasted for a mere instant, he hoped that he hadn't made a strange face.
"There," he said after clearing his throat. He couldn't hurt this girl, his sister needed a companion and it was rare finding girls close to her age among the living, the last one he had found had been caught by a group of raiders. He had killed the group but had incidentally gotten the girl caught in the crossfire. She was shot in the stomach and thigh, the thigh was just a flesh wound but the shot to the stomach had been from a shotgun, the internal damage was too severe, so he lopped off her head so she wouldn't turn. The girl had begged for him to save her but she was already a corpse she just hadn't realized it yet.
"We have to get out of here," He grabbed his sword and pulled it out of its scabbard. He had been too loud while bringing the girl to the store, already he could see three walkers coming their way, though they were still at a distance Aleck didn't like taking unnecessary risks.
Aleck found himself in a moment of indecision, should he take this girl back to his haven or should he stay here and continue to wait for the result of the church fighting? He wanted more guns than the two magnum pythons strapped on his body. He decided to take a quick peek in the direction of the church and found that the raiders were leaving. There were a butt-load and a half of walkers around the church by now but at least there were no raiders, this was going to be his only chance in a very long while to acquire more guns, all the gun stores and depots had been raided in the early days by the stronger groups.
"Here," he handed the girl a walkie-talkie, he set it to the proper channel. "Stay quiet and stay hidden. Call me if you get in danger and I will try and find you but right now I have to go do something. My name is Aleck by the way."
With that he stripped off his pack and everything that weighed him down placing it behind the cashier counter and left at a running pace towards the church keeping out of sight of the retreating raiders.
Aleck had a sudden urge to attack the seemingly submissive girl, the urge was so overwhelming it made him pause as he was forced to regain his senses. The pause lasted for a mere instant, he hoped that he hadn't made a strange face.
"There," he said after clearing his throat. He couldn't hurt this girl, his sister needed a companion and it was rare finding girls close to her age among the living, the last one he had found had been caught by a group of raiders. He had killed the group but had incidentally gotten the girl caught in the crossfire. She was shot in the stomach and thigh, the thigh was just a flesh wound but the shot to the stomach had been from a shotgun, the internal damage was too severe, so he lopped off her head so she wouldn't turn. The girl had begged for him to save her but she was already a corpse she just hadn't realized it yet.
"We have to get out of here," He grabbed his sword and pulled it out of its scabbard. He had been too loud while bringing the girl to the store, already he could see three walkers coming their way, though they were still at a distance Aleck didn't like taking unnecessary risks.
Aleck found himself in a moment of indecision, should he take this girl back to his haven or should he stay here and continue to wait for the result of the church fighting? He wanted more guns than the two magnum pythons strapped on his body. He decided to take a quick peek in the direction of the church and found that the raiders were leaving. There were a butt-load and a half of walkers around the church by now but at least there were no raiders, this was going to be his only chance in a very long while to acquire more guns, all the gun stores and depots had been raided in the early days by the stronger groups.
"Here," he handed the girl a walkie-talkie, he set it to the proper channel. "Stay quiet and stay hidden. Call me if you get in danger and I will try and find you but right now I have to go do something. My name is Aleck by the way."
With that he stripped off his pack and everything that weighed him down placing it behind the cashier counter and left at a running pace towards the church keeping out of sight of the retreating raiders.
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