Victory grinned when she saw a gas station "Jackpot," She said quietly, flicking her gun off of safety and walking off of the ramp. She got as close to the entrance of the building as she dared before motioning for Winnie to be ready. She flattened herself against the building and tried to look through the entrance as sneakily as she could.
Hush walked for fifteen minutes before she saw an intact-looking gas station. I need food. She dropped into a crouch and approached silently until she could see through the closest window. Wait, there's someone inside.
Jen, who was reorganizing the stuff in his backpack and storing away some junk food, froze. He looked behind him from the corner of his eyes. Were the infected coming to this gas station? It was awfully quiet for it to be those disgusting things. He picked up his Remington 870 in one hand and his metal bat in the other. He may have flunked all his classes in high school and possibly dropped out but he was by no means stupid. He was about to fuck up who ever stepped through that door first- or window either way they were getting owned.
Victory exhaled slowly before jumping out in front of the door and looking inside, not stepping inside but pulling her rifle up to her shoulder and aiming inside. "Hello?" She called softly, Winnie growling menacingly at her feet "Whoever is in there, I have a dog and a gun. Don't mess with me and I'll let you live."
Jen hides behind one of the shelves of food and hears what seemed like a female make demands. He scoffs. "Yea? Or what?" He calls out with a sort of threatening and mocking tone to his voice. "I have a gun as well, don't push your luck thinking I won't shoot either" he said tightening his grip around his Remington 870. "Besides I was here first, maybe you should work on your first impressions"
"Trust me, this isn't the first time I've dealt with someone like you," She said, a cold edge to her voice. She took a slow step into the gas station and went silent, a small scowl on her face "I will get food one way or another, with, or without you living." She muttered under her breath, looking at the first row of shelves for anything edible or useful.
"Woah woah woah sweetheart, no one ever said you couldn't get any food, in fact, be my guest just don't blow my head off is all I'm asking" he said as he slowly stepped out of his hiding place and narrowed his eyes at her, gun still in hand and ready to pull the trigger in case she tried anything.
Victory pointed her gun at him as soon as he came out, glaring at him and trying her best not to sent her dog to attack him "Don't call me sweetheart." She said, her stomach growling slightly "Now, I'm going to turn around and start looking for food. Don't shoot me, my dog doesn't like it when I'm dead."
So I'm really busy since it's Christmas time. And I'm not sure how to do what.//
(Try to get your character to get involved with the action in some way.)
Heath looked at the gadget in Zayra's hand before speaking. "Here I'll go check it out and while I'm at it I'll grab some food as well, ok? " He implied as he went to get his semi-automatic which was leaning against the wall. He was unsure of his desician, but he had to trust his little sister that she could take care of herself. Zarya gave a small stiff nod. "If I don't come back in 2 hours, you know what to do. " He added before heading out. The abandoned world seemed so eerie and unsettling to him whenever he was alone. It reminded him too much of the things he had endure when he was deployed. Only it was happening all over again but worse. Heath tried to clear that from his kind as he made his way to where the distrubance was. Probably just some of the infected. It was at a gas station, but he could hear voices! "Get it together Heath. " He grumbled to himself as he went to check it out.
Jen rolled his eyes as her fussing. Were girls always like this?? "Yeah alright chill I won't shoot if you don't shoot" He said grabbing his backpack and shoving his metal bat in, then zipping it up the best he could. After throwing it on he marched towards the front of the store where the entrance was, Remington 870 in hand.
Victory nodded and crouched on the ground, immediately taking off her backpack and starting to fill it with anything edible that she could find. Winnie wagged her tail happily, running around the store to see if there was anything interesting. Beans, soup…a bag of chips..beef jerky! She grinned triumphantly and shoved the bag of jerky into her bag, moving onto the next aisle.
Luna barks urgently and Velius looks up. "Yes, girl?" He calls gently, glancing at her. She whines anf barks again, sniffing at the air. That could mean two things. One, she smelled enemies and they were close. Or she could smell food. Or it could be both. Velius slips his knife in to his hand. "Let's go." He creeps forward, unsure and guarded. Luna wasn't wagging her tail, so he had to be extra cautious.
Hush watched the people inside for a minute. They didn't look hostile. She stood up, opened the door, and went for the remaining food.
Jen looked back at the girl from where he was standing which was by the door, guarding it in case anything happened. He noticed her smile when she found some beef jerky, without realizing it he was pouting like a little kid. Jen is a sucker for people who have the same interests as him, whether it be food or clothes. He forced himself to look away and out into the deserted street through the door, then suddenly someone opened the door and he by nearly shot his gun at however it was. Thank god I saw her before I did anything He thought as his heart pounded in his chest. He glared at the person who entered, wanting to yell at her for just barging in so suddenly without at least alerting them that she wasn't a threat but decided against it when he saw her tired quiet gloomy nature.
Victory went through the next few aisles, talking some more assorted food and shoving it into her bag. She grabbed her gun and sat down in the far corner of the store, whistling for Winnie and scanning the store carefully.
Velius sees a store and creeps towards it. He sees a man standing there. "Hello?" He calls, praying to anything at the moment that it was not someone he had to shoot down. He was exhausted, and Luna looked ready to collapse. He placed a hand on her head as they walk towards the store at a slow pace.
Jen was lost in thought, wondering if whether he should walk out and continue his quest to find his little sister or stay in the store for protection. He had his Remington 870 and he could shoot down any infected he saw. He pressed his lips into a thin line as he frowned slightly. "Ah fuck it," he said as he walked out of the store. Shortly after he had walked out, he heard someone call out and immediately got on guard with his gun. He saw a guy coming towards him with what looked like a dog. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't shoot?" He asked himself as if it wasn't obvious enough that the guy wasn't infected. He slowly drew his gun down and stood there waiting for the man to reach him.
Victory heard the guy leave the store and she smiled lightly, letting Winnie lay down at her feet and fall asleep. "What do we do now?" She asked her dog, "I need to sleep but I don't trust that guy.." She flicked her safety on and off as she looked around. Finally she sighed and took a piece of wire out of her pocket, twisting it and making a small wire person.
Jen was lost in thought, wondering if whether he should walk out and continue his quest to find his little sister or stay in the store for protection. He had his Remington 870 and he could shoot down any infected he saw. He pressed his lips into a thin line as he frowned slightly. "Ah fuck it," he said as he walked out of the store. Shortly after he had walked out, he heard someone call out and immediately got on guard with his gun. He saw a guy coming towards him with what looked like a dog. "Oh, maybe I shouldn't shoot?" He asked himself as if it wasn't obvious enough that the guy wasn't infected. He slowly drew his gun down and stood there waiting for the man to reach him.
Velius glances at the male. "Infected or safe?" He calls cautiously. He was tense, nervous. He didn't want to deal with anymore infected. He winces, his ankle still wrapped from getting attacked and thrown, spraining his ankle. He trembles, he had been walking all day, and his wounds… He sighs. He needed a break. Desperately.
Jen throws his hands up with his gun still in hand in a way to show that he was all clear. "As far as I know I think I'm still good," He said as he noticed the guy's slight limp. "If you want you can go in, there are two others in there. As for me…well…" Jen said looking away, still thinking about his decision. "I'll be leaving." He said, a slight waver to his voice as if he wasn't sure if he should go through with it because thinking on it further there were so many things that could go wrong. He could actually die. He shivered at the thought but his expression remained calm.
"It's not exactly the wisest idea to go alone. I've got Luna. But I don't know about being alone." He chuckles, moving forward. "Are you looking for something or someone?" He asked curiously, stopping in front of the male. "My name is Velius. It's been a while since I've seen someone that's safe." He chuckles.
Jen raised an eyebrow at the guy's slight concern. "Yeah no, I was thinking on that. I might stay the night. I'll probably be gone by the morning if I do." He tensed a bit as the guy got closer. He hadn't had human contact in a while, so for someone to get close to him it made him want to take a step back but resisted the urge to do so, playing it off cool. "Yeah I'm actually going to my parent's house to see if they're alright" he lied, sounding a bit uncomfortable as he mentioned his parents. He wasnt quite sure why he had lied. Probably because he thought it was more normal for a person to say that kind of thing instead of saying he was going to look for his nine year old sister instead of his family. He realized he had been avoiding eye contact with the guy and immediately snapped out of his thoughts when the guy introduced himself. He made eye contact with the guy as he spoke. "Cool, my name's Jenestder" he said in a nonchalant tone, he held his hand out to shake the guy's hand, something he would have done in the past. He froze. Then awkwardly retracted it, as if he changed his mind. It was the damn apocalypse for crying out loud and here was, formally introducing himself to a stranger like a wealthy buisnessman. The thought made him want to gag but instead forced out an uncomfortable laugh which sounded fake as hell.
(sorry guys i'm going to have to drop out :P)
(That's fine.)