forum Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Started July 22, 2018 by @RatGoddess

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App shrugged. "I'm going to assume so. It seems to be watertight. I don't think they'll be a problem. But, Erin..?" She looked nervous and glanced at the stall. She jumped at Claire's yelp.

Dare was sitting against the brick wall of the station when he heard Claire's yelp. He almost bolted into the bathroom's to make sure she was okay, but he processed what she'd yelped and calmed down quickly.

Erin ran her hands through her own hair and pulled out clean clothes for herself and her daughter (pretend she brought her pack with her to the bathroom, I didn't mention it before). She glanced up at the girl. "Hmm? What's the matter?"

(Sorry unsure what girl referrs to… )

Claire shivered as she cleaned herself in the shower, taking the hair tie and clip out of her hair and washing it thoroughly. I d-d-don't need hot w-water, She thought. All I need is to get clean….

Fiona grumbled quietly, wishing she didn't take Darrens advice. "You should check the train station for supplies.." She grumbled, mimicking his voice "I bet there will be tons of supplies.." She continued, kicking a stray rock and glaring at the ground since Darren was smart to stay where she couldn't see him right now. She crossed her arms and tried not to breath in too deeply since the sweatshirt stilled smelled horrible.

(Hallo)(:3)(sorry! Yesterday we had company.)

Clovis sits against the brick wall and runs his fingers through his hair while Molly reloads their guns beside him. After the train station they probably should find a way to get Claire home. Who knows? Maybe her "kingdom" was actually nice and they could all stay, partially protected from the outside.
Molly startles him by ruffling his hair before she sets down by him.
"Soooooo, who's this Erin? Besides irritating, what do you know? It seems like everyone was just like "oh hey, she's okay. Lets follow her.""
Clovis smiles.
"That's actually kinda how it went."
She scowls and looks away.
"Great. Well you better bet I ain't. The only reason I followed her here was for the station."
He nods slightly and leans on her shoulder,
"Cause you knew it was here." he states sarcastically while crossing his arms and yawning.
Molly glares down at his hair.
"Yes! Where did you think I'd take you dummies next?" she growls under her breath.

(Hai!)
Fiona saw the station and she shook her head "You better be right Darren…" She mumbled, "I definitely need food.." She continued, talking to herself "I haven't eaten since…I can't remember and maybe a fresh change of clothes would be good." She smiled weakly and shook her head "Molly's going to murder me when we meet again."

A small grin crosses Darren's face and he walks up beside Fiona.
"Ah, she won't kill you. She'll be mad, you can bet, but she won't kill you."

Fiona glanced at Darren and chuckled "I hope.." She looked at the station and sighed "Are you sure there are supplies in here?"

(Lol…. Imma back…. For a little bit….)

Claire finished up her awful, freezing-cold shower as quick as possible and turned the water off. Holy cow…. Any longer and I would've froze to death…. She dried off with the towel Erin had gotten for her, and put her clothes on, careful not to get them wet. Glad that's over…

Fiona glanced at Darren and chuckled "I hope.." She looked at the station and sighed "Are you sure there are supplies in here?"

Darren nods.
"Oh yes. They even have showers!"
He looks over the nasty, beaten down place.
"I mean, who'd pass up an opportunity to stay somewhere as beautiful as this?"

"Oh, right.." She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she continued towards the station. She stopped outside of the door and exhaled slowly, ready to kill any zombies that tried to come close.

Darren bites his lip, knowing she'll probably be angry once she discovers that the others are here.
It's for her own good though, the poor drama queen.

She opened the door and stepped inside silently, looking around and walking forward before hearing voices. "There are others here." She whispered to Darren, walking forward slowly and quietly.

Darren stifles a giggle and makes it sound like a cough.
"It's dusty." He quietly comments, coughing more.
He dramatically frowns, trying not to smile, and cover his nose and mouth with a hand.
"Very dusty."
This should not be so entertaining.

Fiona raised an eyebrow and put her hands on her hips, "There's something you aren't telling me, isn't there." She listened to the voices more intently and glared at Darren "You know the others that are in here?"