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“Elder man and son”

Hearing Saito warning of the newer cars having alarms, which are more easily set off when they are mess with the heavyset man turned to look over to Saito leaving his son to work.

“My son knows what he is doing so just mind your own business you damn slit eyed fool.”

As the heavyset man was speaking the younger one, which was sitting in the driver, seat of the car had stopped for a moment and was watching his father and Saito. However, quickly returned to what he was doing as not to draw his fathers rage.

“I almost got it dad just another moment and we can get out of here.”

Hearing this the father turned from Saito back to his son and patted his shoulder lightly.

“Jessica Ayers”

Listening to what was said between Saito and the other man, Jessica kept silent as she watched the small clearly visible crowd of zombies in the parking lot starting slowly up towards them. The gunshots from the rifle as well as the sounds of the engines and the two talking had more then gotten their attention.

“If we’re going to get in there and collect some supplies we need to do it soon before those things call more of them here.”

As she spoke, the small group would already be able to hear the faint but steady moans made by the zombies as they had found food. Turning her attention Jessica looked over to the man who held a child in his arms.

“Sir if wish to go in with us you are welcome to leave the child in the truck. As I highly doubt any of those things will be able to open the door once it has been shut and locked.”

Bradley nodded and whispered to Westley lightly. Westley gave a short "Mh-hmm" Of a reply and Bradley walked over to the Truck and Westley squirmed out of his fathers arms and sat down, already nodding off on the seat. Bradley closed the door and looked towards his Van. It was low on gas, and really no point in taking it anywhere, so he grabbed the heaviest thing he could find and walked over to the Van. Starting the vehicle up, he set it in drive, made sure the wheels were straight, and dropped a brick on the Gas. The Van revved up, made a short squeal, and drove straight through a crowd of zombies in the street, plowing maybe fifty down before heading off to some other part of the city, luring zombies to wherever it ended up. Bradley watched with Grim Satisfaction as zombie bodies flopped and broke. A few got up again, shambling on shattered limbs. He pulled his rifle off of his back, and quickly fired off a 10 round clip, causing 6 zombies to Re-die.

“Jessica”

Before Bradley took his son Westley over to the truck to sleep Jessica would climb back into the cab taking the keys, which she slipped into the front pocket of her jeans. She then grabbed a backpack from beside the seat. With the pack in hand she climbed down stepping out of Bradley’s way as she took the shotgun from her back placing the pack there shortly followed by the shotgun.

Seeing that Saito had already started running for the front doors of the Wal Mart dodging around the zombies as they we are still spaced out to leave a gap, which could easily be slipped between. Jessica would turn looking to Bradley watching as he set the van into a free run down the road which caused a good bit of noise as it rolled along scrapping down the sides of cars but still going. She just gave a slight laugh the turned to start for running for the Wal Mart as well.

Drawing one of the holstered pistols which was on her right hip she would keep the safety on so as not to chance waisting ammo as she ran for the front doors.

“Father and Son at the car”

The father had not even heard what Saito had said before he had started for the Wal Mart but the man would look up to watch him running but for only a moment as he once more looked back into the car. His son pulling some wires he had strapped and was getting ready to test them one at a time.

As the first two wires touched, nothing happened the car remained silent. Giving a slight curse under his breath the young man tried the next two but still nothing. However, the third time was the charm as the engine gave a groan as it tried to turn over but would fall silent once more. Trying the same two wires, again the engine now jerked to live. The son gave a loud yell of happiness as the car had started jumping out of the driver seat he would quickly ran to the passenger side and jumped in as the father had climbed into the driver seat.

With the doors closing on the car which now speed out of the parking lot the horn been blown as he left it could still be heard for a short while before the car disappeared behind some of the buildings begin followed by some of the zombies which had given up on following the rampaging van.

Westley looked out of the window of the Semi. Through his half closed eyes, he saw His dad sending the Green Van plowing through a shambling, moaning group of zombies. He murmured "Bye-bye van" as he lay his head back onto the seat. Suddenly he got up and hunched over, dry-retching terribly. No vomit came out, luckily, since he had already emptied his stomach of everything before hand. Still, he didn't like to get sick like that, and cried himself into a nap.

Bradley saw saito entering the store to get things. Determined to stem the tide of zombies off as long as he could, he reloaded his rifle and took careful aiming, making sure every bullet entered a zombie head. He eventually emptied both sides of this clip too, and rummaged through his backpack for his last pair.

((sorry about not postingeth. I'm technically grounded. And have to sneak on.))

((((ooc: Got grounded for having an 'F' at the beginning of the semester. Trying to bring it up.
By the way.... YOU are an Evil EVIL PERSON! How dare you jump at Bradley! Your lucky Westleys already mostly asleep otherwise you might traumatize him for life.))))

Bradley looked around towards the sound of screeching. Seeing that same black... thing from the other day at the farm he dropped his pack and jumped back a few feet, pulling out his pistol as he retreated. /What did it want now? Besides my blood, obviously./ He thought, hoping Westley wasn't watching.

Saito could hear the gunfire outside but decided not to try and head back, instead he would do something rather idiotic in a store full of zombies. He partially got himself up ontop of one of the rows that he could look out of the doors from and got his rifle infront of him. He looked around for the truck and found it, only being able to partially see what was going on. He would have to wait for whomever was attacked to move into view and the attacker to appear as well. A few zombies had started to moan slightly at the noise outside, heading for the doors and making it much harder to have a decent shot, and also it made it impossible to get through the front doors without being caught dead in the middle of a swarm of zombies.

((It has been quite a while man, I hope you get better grades, this place has been at near dead state for a while now... but then again most of the places I RP at any more are that way...)

((Yeah... Threaten to kill him and prepare to die from unstoppable god-modage. NO ONE hurts little Westley. Har.))
Bradley jump-sidestepped again, holding on tightly to the gun. The creature seemed to be trying to disarm him before killing him. Well, that was just mean. He turned and fired a bullet, now that the line of fire would be facing away from the Semi. It was rather inaccurate, and he doubted whether it would find it's mark, so he took aim and prepared to let out a couple more rounds.