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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 11:15 am
 This barren and dried up wasteland was the last point of refuge for those trying to get out of the cities and away from the military. Scattered small towns and gas stations are all to be found along the scorching highways, but in this kind of situation, where else could you run?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 10:30 pm
Vance brought the half-smoked cigarette to his mouth and took in a long inhale, leaning back against the worn and torn 'requisitioned' Humvee. Vance and Jacob had managed to steal it getting out of the Military's evacuation camp two weeks ago. Parting his lips slightly and exhaling a long trail of white and gray smoke he sighed softly and let himself slide down the Humvee's metal plating sitting against one of the tires and looking into the sky. "How long have we been in this damned desert? It feels like it's been ages, seeing the way our supplies are running out..." He said as he looked to the empty water bottle at his side.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 10:46 pm
Alice scowled at the baking sun, placing her hand over her eyes to stare at the horrid ball of light. Even with her dressed in a pair of shorts and a swimsuit top, it was amazingly hot outside. And she was agitated. She looked through the windows of the Humvee and saw her husbands smoke from the other side. Their relationship was loving and vengeful all at once. Sometimes she couldnt stand him. But, at this point in time her heart softened and she walked around the back of the car, to where he sat slumped against it. She stepped infront of him and nudged his arms wide egnough with her feet so she could slide her legs around him and sat in his lap, her eyes searching his face. She tried to smile at him as she took the cigarette from him and took a drag. "Vance." His name was accompanied by a puff of smoke. "Sweetie.....We'll survive. We always do." She flicked the ash from the cherry and leaned in to rest her head on his.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 11:16 pm
Vance looked up at Alice when she crawled into his lap and he brought his slate gray eyes to hers. "We'll survive. As unslightly as it will be we'll survive love." He said in his light Cajun accent as he put a hand on her chin, leaning his head forward and planting a kiss on Alice's soft lips. He held his mouth against hers for a moment before he pulled away a bit and held his gaze to hers for a moment before speaking. "We'll need to head into the town a few miles from here. Gas and all of that stuff. There will be undead and all that, you wanna hang back or are you going in with us?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 11:29 pm
"Mmmm...." She smiled as her sapphire eyes glittered and ducked her head, kissing along his jawline lightly. "Now why would i stay back," She whispered against his skin as she slowly moved her lips along his skin "when my one reason for living still is going in?" She smiled lightly and pulled back to look him in the eyes. Gently she placed her hand on his cheek and stroked his skin with her thumb "Plus. I'm in the mood to kill something." Her smile shifted to a smirk and she bit the corner of her lips lightly as she tilted her head, causong her red hair to flip, dancing like fire in the sunlight and dusty, hot wind, and continued to stare at him. His face was as familliar to her as her own face was. His eyes always seemed to melt her, even when she was mad, though she saved the heat the flodded her when he looked at her for when they made up. She smiled a little at the private thought and leaned in to kiss him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him. There was no guarantee of survival out here. And she wanted him to know, no matter how much he pissed her off, she loved him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:22 am
He exhaled slowly through his nose as she kissed him once more and he wrapped his arms securely around her waist, returning the kiss as he pulled her body closer against his. She always knew how to relax him, even in the face of likely death Alice was like his own personal morphine, and he must have been quite the addict. He kissed her a bit deeper before they were given the signal to save it for the bedroom. Sighing a bit through his nose he pulled his mouth away from hers his lips hovering an inch from hers. "We'll continue this later my love, we have to get moving." He noted grimly as he stood up holding her still.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:33 am
Alice growled as her kisses were interrupted and wrapped her legs tighter around his waist as he stood. She didnt want to let him go. He was her love.....Her only reason for being alive still. She smiled at him and nodded "Hmm. Yes love." She dropped from his waist and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before opening the door and sliding ito the shelter of the backseat. She smiled at him and patted the seat next to her. The thought of going into town excited her almost as much as the thought of her lover. Though she'd keep that private.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:35 am
With both hands on the steering wheel white knuckling the whole one - hundred mph ride down the desert from the wretched airport and i notice a little green vehicle on the horizon so i speed up. " Survivors? " as i get half a mile away i notice the little vehicle is a humvee " I hope the gas gusler didn't run out of fuel. " Stomps on my breaks as i get within twenty feet of the humvee and notive a husband and wife sharing a smoke. " out of gas? "
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:42 am
As Vance was about to climb into the passenger's seat, planning to keep himself busy with some very fond memories of nights when him and Alice had the house to themselves, he heard the man addressing him and he turned to face him, his hand on the grip for his Colt M1911. "We were heading into town to get some more, as well as some supplies. Got plenty of bullets though stranger, so you'd best be careful." He said in a toneless voice, his sunglasses pushed all the way up onto his face, making his expression nearly unreadable. "Need anything? It's just me, my wife, and our friend here." He said, gesturing his head back to Jacob, who was sitting in the driver's seat.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:46 am
" Didn't come to fight , just help! " Pulls out a a pack of smokes and tosses it to you . " My name is Alfred but just call me James. Where you heading i need some supplies too i just got off a plane and .... nevermind about that. So need an extra hand i have nothing else to do? " pulls out an M-5 and points teh barrel upward . " dont worry safety is on! "
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 10:05 am
"Well then you'll have to forgive my suspicion, but I'm no stranger to the fact that help isn't cheap, especially in these sorts of times." Vance said simply as he relaxed his grip slightly, but kept his hand on his pistol none the less. "We're heading into Gladsbury now. Come if you want, but if we find you stealing more then your share you're a dead man." He said in a finishing tone before he climbed into the passenger's seat of the desert camo'd Humvee. He hoped he wouldn't have to shoot anyone else that week. He'd already put down someone who had tried to steal their water, and even then the killing put a bad taste in his mouth.
Leaning against his door as the neared Gladsbury's city limits, he looked out a bit and noticed that they began to pass more and more abandoned and bloodied vehicles. He never cringed at gore. Hanging out with a biker for the past few years he'd seen his fair share but...this just felt wrong. Doors were hanging wide open and in some cases bodies were half-hanging from their seats, locked and eaten as they had tried to escape. "Lets just hurry this up and move on." He muttered as they drove further in.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:41 pm
Dr. Fist continued looking through the store, now littered with decapitated undead, his doctors clothing ripped and torn with blood splattered on it. "No...no...nope, nada, zip." He let out an audible sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can't a brother find any purple drank in this apocalypse no more?" He kept going down the isles in search of his precious purple drink or kool aid. "Aw well...at least I got the supplies that I needed." as he said this he heard something from outside, a large car pulling up into the parking lot.
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Dr Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:50 pm
As the Humvee came to a stop in the largely empty parking lot, Vance opened his door and stepped out unslinging his M4A1 assault rifle, stolen from a dead military sergeant. He aimed through it's mounted x4 scope and scanned the area slowly. "It's all clear. Grab a shopping cart and lets move in. We only have a window of fifteen minutes to do this, so canned food and pharmacy first." He said as he looked back at Alfred, then back to the store. It's front windows had been completely shattered and the metal framing had been spread wide and even torn in some places. He also noticed several blood stains near the door leading into the building. "Isn't that...wait." He said as he knelt down and looked at the blood. "This is fresh, someone or something is inside the store." He said as he stood, raising his rifle a bit as he moved in.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:55 pm
Dr. Fist came out slowly into view of the Humvee, he put his hands up to show he was friendly. "Could ya put the gun down? You're makin' me feel uncomfortable."
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Dr Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 2:00 pm
Behind his sunglasses Vance's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked over the man exiting the store. His clothes were tattered, but he was in a doctor's work outfit. White coat and everything. He rose his head from the back-up iron sight on the side of his scope and he lowered his rifle slightly. "You've just been scavenging here. How much is left in the way of supplies. I've got two others in my group and that guy," He said, pointing back at Alfred. "Who is...wait...Dr. Johnson? You were Danny's doctor when we took him in for his measles shot..." He muttered as he fully lowered his gun.
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