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*i the man was walking closer i had started to pack my rifle pack into its case then started to rummage threw one of the duffel bags*


it was no problem i was bored and that ammo was getting heavy to carry

*i pull out two small boxes from one of the duffel bags and toss them at the unknown man*

judging from the noise of those shots of yours you will be needing those

*the items i had tossed turn out to be a box shells and a custom desert eagle silencer *

tho be warned that contraption will only work on that strong of a gun for so long

*i stand stand up up putting my sniper rifle case on my back revealing the four desert eagles in their harnesses on my chest as i lean down to pick up the two duffel bags*

you should be more careful from now on

*i start to slowly walk down the middle of the street*

Adam had catched at the silencer and looked at it for a moment. It was kind for the stranger to help him and more so by giving him something. It was rare, during these times, most people only looked out for themselves for survival. He had then put the gift in the inside of his jackets pocket to keep it safe, until needed. Seeing the man leave, adam was thinking that maybe he should follow him. Having an extra man in the team wasn't a bad thing at all. Plus, he was a sniper so he would be a valuable partner. Without a second thought, Adam took a deep breath and started to follow him.

"I'm coming"

His words were direct, they was no sign of hesitation. Also, by the way he said it, he would follow him no matter what he said. The man couldn't live on his own. what would he do without ammunition. There are different circumstances thus a team of two is less then what a group should have.

*i continue to walk down the street stopping to listen every now and then*
your not the first to say those words

*i stop when i hear a noise down an alley and the proceed to set up a length of razor wire at neck level in front of it and making a mark on a map of the city from my pack then start walking again*

tho all that have said that have either stopped or died

*i easily pull out a pair of goggles and put them on and hit a button on the side*
for people are looking for a safe place in these chaotic times so i will take them to one of the safe houses i started around the city but me

*i stop and stare at a building threw the goggles with my hand moving to my pistols then stopping and i start to walk again a little faster*
i dont stay there ... actually its more like i can stay there i need to mov3e i need the thrill of the hunt

*i glance back over my shoulder at the building again *

so i roam the city helping those willing to help themselves some times by shooting sometimes by just getting canned food

Adam didn't really have anything to say as to the man's words. He was too focused on the environment and what he was doing. To him, he love the thought of being able to be lethal without caring for his victim, since his victim was already dead. Adam also knew that this "apocalypse" would end. There is only so much zombies based on the population itself.

I guess we were louder then I thought... Seeing as the man saved him with a sniper, Adam knew he was meant for long range only, as far as he knew. He decided not to go into combat unles they got close.

As Adam was just following his partner, he noticed that he was looking back at the same building. He thought maybe there were some undead in there. Of coure, Adam didn't want to put them in danger. As much as he loved to fight, he wouldn't go look for trouble.

"Based on what you said, you made it sound like there were other survivors?..." He had to ask the question. As far as he knew, he was the only survivor, then again, clearly he wasn't so maybe there are more.

*i smile and start walking backwards*
yes and no

there are still some trying to live in this world tho will they survive i dont know

*i see a heat source threw my goggles in a nearby building*
take for example over there

*i point at the building*

there is some1 in there cowering in a corner just hoping the world will go back to normal

* i keep walking backwards*
and thats where he will probably die still hoping for normal

*i turn around looking again down alleys*
in this world a bleeding heart will get you killed

Adam didn't seem interest after the man had said "yes and no". He didn't ask for some philosophy lesson. He already knew about the people that were still trying to survive in hope for everything to get better. Adam thought differently, he loved the fight but he also wanted the fighting to stop, strange really. He loved fighting for the thrill of it but these "things" aren't challenging unless they are in numbers. Thinking about it too much gave himself a headache. Sometimes, Adam didn't understand himself. He just knew that the fighting would stop, eventually, whether he would live or die. He just wanted to enjoy the thrill of the fight, for now.

"What's your name?" During this whole time, neither one of them had introduce themselves, although, he wasn't sure what to expect from the man.

bill:

*hears the conversation of the two while drink vodka*
"bunch o bullshit that is a ahaha this virus started only but 11 hours ago "
*drinks all the vodka*
"damn"
*stuffs a bunch of fire crackes and bullets into the empty bottle then lites the fuse to a fire cracker and throws the bottle which results in a big bang*
"ow my back"
*rubs back*

*Looks around at the group, and tosses the man her lighter* Keep it for now.
I don't want any of us to act like heroes. We need to survive.

*Sighs and digs around in her jacket pocket* Here it is *Pulls out the vodka and rips a piece of her shirt, dipping the fabric into the bottle whilst pulling an agitated face* I don't normally like to waste alcohol.

There's a horde down the street that we need to take care of if we're going to get close to that safe house.

Whilst lighting the cigarette he frowns lightly at the woman's attempt at applying first aid using the bottle of vodka.

"That's gonna do a lot more than sting miss," he said while letting a small cloud of smoke escape his lips.

"Better move out then, Arty, get the chain saw revy, yes I said REVY! We got more ass kicking to do."

*Inhales sharply wrapping the vodka soaked cloth around the wound on her arm, seeing the other eyeing her nervously she holds up her hands* It's not a bite or scratch. I took a tumble when it all started and this pretty deep cut happened.

Have you got a smoke going spare Mr? *Looking through the cloud of smoke with a smile*

"Sure thing," he replies while batting the bottom of the pack until a cigarette pokes out, gesturing it over towards the woman.

"Name's Motion little lady and I'm glad we got someone like you onboard."

*Smiles and pulls a cigarette from the packet* Thanks Motion, my name's Kim, I'm afraid I'm going to need to borrow my lighter for a second. *Grins and let's the cigarette dangle from her mouth*

*Looking around to the rest of the group* We can't stay here much longer.

Ahhhhhh hell!!!!! *runs past everyone*. Stand there and sacrifice yourselves for my well being! *keeps running*

*Tuts and stands up abruptly* OI YOU IDIOT! YOU'LL GET YOURSELF KILLED!

*Looks at Motion with a concerned look* Should we follow him?

Like we have much of a choice? *Hands the lighter to her*

*Unholsters his pistols while breaking off in a brisk jog*

WAIT FERRRR MEEEEE!

*Lights her cigarette and takes a long drag before exhaling* Fucking men..*Readies her sword and takes the safety off her handgun*
HERE WE GO AGAIN!

*turns the corner and runs back between you two* WHY ARE YOU RUNNING THIS WAY!!? THERE's a horde back there!!!!!! *disappears back around the corner behind you all, the sound of hundreds of zombies is heard infront of you*

*Conan is running to catch up with the others.*
"Goddammit wait for me!!!"

Kenta was leaning against the wall with a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he leaned against the wall in the bar he worked at, or used to work at. He looked at the corpses of his 'customers' that attacked him and sighed. He took the cigarette from his mouth and blew out a puff of smoke. "This is gonna' be a major pain in the ass." He said quietly.

AGHH! SHIT! RUN BACK!
*Looking around desperately she sees a ladder leading up to a roof*
THIS WAY!! Hopefully zombies can't climb *As she reaches the ladder a figure wraps its hands around her throat, panicking she goes for her handgun whilst pushing his snapping jaws away from her face, the smell of decay wafted over her so strongly she felt like throwing up* GET OFF ME!! *She didn't want to use her gun, the noise would attract more of them in seconds*