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Post by Skynet on Jun 1, 2009 18:34:44 GMT -5
“How about you go, and I'll guard the car?” Jill suggested jokingly. She rubbed her forehead and squinted at the figure. “It doesn't move like one of them. If it's a person we need to help them, as long as the coast is clear.” She paused. “I wish it were light out; I would feel so much better about this...” She straightened her tank top and checked her reflection. God I wish I had a shower... Then she reached for the door handle and grinned at her companion, despite the sinking feeling in her stomach. “Gray, if anything happens to us, I want you to know, I think you're pretty OK.” Then she opened the door.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 2, 2009 1:39:31 GMT -5
"Have fun!" He saluted her and watched her for a moment, pretending that he had no intention of following her. Then, just when he could tell her patience was growing thin, he opened the door and stepped onto the dark city streets. He smiled at her from above the car and began to make his way toward the man, bat gripped firmly in his left hand. "So what's up?"
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Post by Skynet on Jun 3, 2009 18:19:45 GMT -5
Jill gazed evenly at the stranger. He/she/it was standing in the shadows just enough that she couldn't make out any features. “Are you alright?” she called. Her fingers tightened ever so softly on the trigger of her gun. “Show yourself!”
[[Note to all: you have only a few hours to jump in or I will make this some sort of NPC]]
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 3, 2009 19:38:13 GMT -5
[[Aight, will do.]]
With the woman's finger now firmly around the trigger, the figure stepped forward. The shadows peeled away and revealed the mercenary to the couple. He'd originally been following a short radio signal before these two damn near ran him down.
Rasing the M16 in his hands, he gestured to them with a gruff "So now whaddya want?"
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Post by Shiro on Jun 4, 2009 2:12:52 GMT -5
"For you to get out of the damn way." Gray scoffed, jutting out his lower lip and tapping his bat against his shoulder impatiently, "Here you are just standin' in the road when we got places to go, home's, people to see and shit." He smirked and looked at Jill, "Don't we, sugar?" He laughed and turned away from the man.
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Post by Skynet on Jun 5, 2009 21:08:51 GMT -5
“Not so fast,” Jill said, placing her hand on Gray's chest. She then addressed the man. “Where are you from?” It was getting to be pretty damn crowded around here. Her heart jumped up in her chest. Maybe survivors were a lot more common than she thought. Maybe Ben...no, she wouldn't go down that road. But still. Survivors, as long as they weren't raving lunatics, were generally a good thing.
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 6, 2009 1:20:29 GMT -5
"Where am I from? Nowhere in particular is where. And I don't intend on staying anywhere at the present moment." The merc responded with a semi-smirk.
Breaking away from his portion of the conversation, he asked a question of his own.
"I'll take it that you two aren't out on a couple's drive, so... where are you headed?
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Post by Skynet on Jun 6, 2009 10:53:15 GMT -5
“Oh lord,” Jill sighed. She sauntered up to the stranger, with her arms held out and her palms open in a peaceful gesture. “Listen, you're getting only as much information from us as you give. It goes two ways, buddy.” When she was close enough, she reached out. Her hand traced its way up his chest, barely brushing his shirt. Then she moved abruptly, snatching the silver dog tags that hung from his throat and tossing them to Gray.
“Who is this clown?” she called.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 6, 2009 21:40:46 GMT -5
The tags struck the boy in the back of the head, "Ow..." He turned and looked at Jill, looking very much like an idiot, "What?" He looked down to see the tags laying on the ground, "Oh."
He bent and picked them up, turning them in his hands, "They say Valmont Foxtrot... kind of a retarded code name, don't you think, tiny?" He looked up, smirking before tossing the tags over his shoulder and walking back over to Jill, dragging his bat and listening to the jingling sound of metal on uneven pavement. Once he reached her he bent down a little and looked at the man, "Yeah you're an ugly one..."
He stood and turned away, bat over his shoulder to go back to the car, "Ya commin' Jill?"
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 8, 2009 1:35:51 GMT -5
"Do you insult everyone you meet, or am I just the unfortunate bastard caught out on a particularly bad day of yours? " Now how was this for a reception, dog tags taken clean off his person by a mexican woman and berated by a punk teenager. Yeah, totally fucking worth waking up today...Briskly moving past the bat-weilder, he reclaimed his dog tags and re-adjusted them back in their proper place in a manner that said 'touch these again and I use your arm as a fucking billy club.' "That codename was not something of my choosing. Personally, I would have gone with the other member's suggestions of 'Batman', but what the Boss says goes as far as anything's concerned-" Immediately Foxtrot realised he was rambling on and stopped himself from going on any further. They know my codename, not a terrible method of introduction. But still, now I have to try and get their names. And another option presents itself, do I pursue these two and form a brief alliance or... end this now and blow them the fuck away? Best think of something fast, don't wanna appear as a perculiar type.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 8, 2009 10:37:34 GMT -5
He grinned at the man and twirled his bat, "Nope, I just don't like you..." Then, louder and more focused at Jill than the meathead he was previously addressing, "You're slowing us down? Hey Jill, remember that thing we were doin'? Let's do it already! This guy ain't worth pissin' on." He made his way back over to the car-- His turn to drive!
Gray slung himself into the front seat, leaving the door open. He started the car and watched the two of them in the rear-view mirror, "Any day now..."
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Post by Skynet on Jun 8, 2009 17:52:14 GMT -5
“Don't mind him,” Jill said. “Gray's a little bit of a...pardon my French...douchebag, shall we say?” She grabbed the new man's hand. “If you aren't going to beat the shit out of me for that little stunt then you're ok in my book. I don't really have the patience to try and pry information out of new people, so my apologies.” With that, she started tugging him toward the car. Yeah, Gray would be pissed. But Gray was always pissed about something or other. She'd deal with him if it became a problem.
Jill was still of the opinion that the more guns, the better. But it went further than that... the more people around, the better the chance of recreating anything resembling civilization. That was her dream now... It used to be a little ranch house and a man of her own; now she'd be content with normality. Ha...aim high, why don't you? It was goddamned unfair having to raise a child who would never go to college, not because he was too poor or not bright enough, but because the colleges were all taken over by the hungry dead. Once you got past survival, that was the only thing worth fighting for.
“I'm Jill Casey. Nice to meet you, Batman.”
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 8, 2009 21:31:01 GMT -5
Well... seems I've been initiated or something. This'd be that hidden third option. And she called me Batman! Oh hells, here I go. Thinking about the next woman who walks on by, but not this time. Jill Casey will be nothing more than a friend... with benifets.
Foxtrot let another smirk across his face, mainly to irk the high hell out of this teenager, who it appears didn't take to him.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 9, 2009 23:08:36 GMT -5
Gray shut the car door and began to drive away-- not fast, just enough to let Jill get the picture. Once he was a good 100 yards away from them he stopped and put the car in park before getting out and shaking his head, bat over his shoulder and his sip out to one side, "Nuh uh, you can't keep him!" He smirked, "He's a bad, bad dog, prolly got rabies or something."
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Post by Skynet on Jun 12, 2009 18:00:13 GMT -5
“Nah,” said Jill thoughtfully. “Not rabies. Something else maybe.” She gave Gray a long and penetrating stare. “Pot to kettle, babe. Queers are much more likely to get the kind of diseases you're thinking of.” She grinned at Gray through the car window.
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