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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 12:15 pm
Commons
Typically, there is a campfire burning, low, of course. People gather here. They sit in chairs and on the ground, talking about the way things were, the way things are, and the way things will never be again. Its a common area, for lack of a better term. It's where everyone comes together to warm up around the fire, swap war stories, whatever.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 9:07 pm
 Anca had been walking, running, and sneaking for what seemed days. She couldn't tell for how long. The hours seemed to blur together... Time seemed to blur in itself... It was a breath of fresh air to see a camp. Maybe somewhere safe...er. Nowhere is safe. Only safer... She licked her lips as she began for it, until she stopped suddenly in her tracks, crouching low to the ground as she realized her mistake. It could be a Nomadic group she'd heard terrible things about from the few living people she'd seen since this nonsense began... They could be vicious. Maybe they don't like outsiders...
There was a rustling in the grass behind her. As she turned to see what it was, the butt of a gun came smashing down toward her face. She'd just barely slipped out of the way and spun around the figure to grab the weapon with both hands, as did the other figure so that they were facing each other, "Not dead!" Anca yelled in the, now-decidedly male's face. As she yelled, her head throbbed, as if an instant headache from the loud shout."Oh s**t, I'm so sorry," he said as Anca released the gun from her hands. His eyes kept creeping up to her forehead, and he looked like he wanted to reach for it. In no time, she figured out why. Once her adrenaline settled down, she could feel the pain in her head, the thick blood running down her cheek. Anca touched her head, wincing a bit... She'd only thought she'd dodged the blow. "Quick, there's a river not far to wash the blood off, then we'll take you to the Medic Tent," the man said, gesturing away as he inched forward. She shook off the Medic Tent suggestion, but she still followed him to the river, holding her head slightly, squinting through the small pain.
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X_Claudia_de_Lioncourt_X Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 11:25 am
 xxxCoopxxxCoop found himself midst a band of survivors, in some rat hole camp. This place has a daunting feel about it, he thinks to himself. But who was he trying to fool, the entire world has become daunting. He walks over to the small burning fire and holds his hands out, eager to feel its warmth. He feels the chill of the wind hitting his arms, trying to keep himself warm, he begins to rub his arms. Images of his friend Ian begin to take form in his mind, both before, and after the outbreak. He couldn't believe the world hated him so, forced to raise his hand against the only person who seemed to care for him. What god would punish someone so much, he asks himself, turning away from the fire and heading back towards his tent. xxxUnable to bear the sigh of his blood stained clothes another moment, he quickly takes them off. He would head into the market in the morning, and buy new clothes, ones that weren't covered in his friends blood. He lies on the his sleeping bag, gazing up at the top of the tent, and his mind drifts away to a more peaceful place, before this outbreak began. His thoughts were cut short by the sound of footsteps outside. Finally someone else arrives. He stands up, completely unaware that he is wearing only his boxers and steps outside of the tent. "Who's there?" He asks, in a soft voice.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 12:06 pm
 Thais' boots upturned bits of dirt as she sauntered into the camp, in need of supplies. Her crossbow was, as always, slung over her shoulder, her finger near the trigger. She heard a man's voice asking who was there, though she hardly imagined he was talking to her. She turned and saw who was talking anyway. Her eyes did a quick up-down of the man. "Good to see you didn't dress up for the occasion..." Her tone was sarcastic, but when wasn't it? She let the arm holding her crossbow relax down at her side, the tip of it hung at mid-calf. "New?" she asked, her heart clearly not in it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 12:37 pm
xxxCoopxxxDressed for the occasion? Puzzled, Coop looked down at himself. Noticing he was still in his boxers he quickly wrapped the flap of his tent around himself. "Apologies, I hadn't noticed." He replied, not sure of how she meant for that to sound. Coop fumbles out his tent for a moment, searching for his clothes. When he finally finds them he puts his jeans on and steps out again. "Yes, I just got here moments ago." He replied to her other question, his voice sounding as if he were afraid. To be honest, he thought of her as the leader, she had this walk about her that just radiated dominance. Although he wasn't sure why she carried that crossbow with her. He'd imagined it would get someone killed, if the bolts ran dry in the heat of an assault. Realizing he never told her his name he blurts out, "Oh, I'm Ande, but my friends call me Coop." There it was again, the word that would drive the man insane, friends. He spoke as if he still had any, which he knew he did not.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 3:42 pm
The corner of Thais' mouth twitched upward into something of a smirk, though it still didn't look friendly, "Name's Thais. And my friends call me Thais." It almost made her want to laugh at how shy he was. As if she'd never seen a man in shorts. She didn't let this idea touch her expression, however. She looked away from him and off into the distance, toward the market, considering several things. She threw her head to the side, back toward him, making a clicking sound with her tongue as she took a half step closer to Ande, "Have you got a weapon?" There was an upward inflection in her tone, almost inpatient. The arm that held the crossbow had a scrap bit of red material tied around it, just above the elbow, that blew in the gentle breeze.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 4:26 pm
Runs slid through the shadows beside the commons, being extremely careful to make no noise. She was doing a routine search for "walkers" as she called them. looks like my Marine training finally paid off, she thought grumpily. She hated this new world order, but loved killing zombies. Darius wouldn't have made it long in this world... she continued in her head, and felt a flash of grief for her recently dead sister. Not dead as in zombie, but truly dead as in Rune had killed her, because of what she would become. A branch snapped deposed in the forest, breaking the almost dead quiet. Rune stopped, and drew a katana, and listened hard. She was taking no chances, she wanted to live at any cost. Hearing nothing else, she shrugged, and walked into the commons.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 5:23 pm
xxxCoopxxx Coop shakes his head, "No." He replies, "I've yet to get settled in. I had hoped to head to the markets in the morning." He continues. He notices the bit of materiel on her arm. "Does that have meaning behind it?" He asked pointing it out. He had hoped he hadn't overstepped by asking, but the thought didn't occur until after he had spoke. "If that's not to much to ask," he quickly adds. His face showing a bit of sincerity. He hears a feint noise in the distant, but pays it no mind, as he assumes it only another survivor roaming about. He wonders if Thais had heard it as well, but her face had yet to show any signs of alarm.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 11:16 pm
Thais had indeed heard it. Her expression showed nothing, but her eyes grew faint for a moment as she analyzed what it could have been. She guessed an animal by the mere fact that it wasn't enough noise to be walkers. They're clumsy. If they'd have broken one twig, they would have broken more. Focusing back on the subject at hand, she sighed, almost annoyed, but it wasn't an uncharacteristic gesture, for her. She reached around on her belt grabbing what was seemingly a normal baseball bat. Until second glance you don't notice the nails in the end of it, dangerously thorning out in all directions. She tossed it across to him, taking care in throwing it correctly so he didn't spike himself in the hands which catching it. "It's a start." She began grumpily, "You shouldn't be left unarmed, still if only for the night. Even in a camp of survivors. In the end we're all animals, and we are selfish." Again she made the clicking sound on her tongue as she glanced briefly away where the sound had come from and back, "Teach a man to hunt?" Feed him for lifetime, she hoped he'd caught onto her meaning though the last was only finished in her mind, and hopefully his.Thais turned to begin walking away, pointedly avoiding his question about her 'reds'. As she walked from him she turned her head to the side and spoke over her shoulder to him, "And, yes. Yes, it does," though it was dark and difficult to see, if you looked hard enough, you would be able to spot a somewhat friendlier smirk than before, just as she continued walking straight again, facing forward, back straight and rigid. This simple sign of letting even the fair of heart know that she wasn't always so harsh so soon was, indeed, uncharacteristic of her.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:02 am
Rune darted up to Thais. "Something is in the forest," she reported in a low voice, "I'm not sure what it was, but it wasn't a walker. Much too quiet. Is it possible that one of the loners are staking out?"She was anxious, knowing the price of a battle between the already low human numbers. "We do not need a fight with anyone, we barely have enough people as it is."She was calm on the outside, years of being in the Marines had perfected that, yet on the inside, she worried silently.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:29 am
Thais grasped her crossbow in both hands, as if preparing to shoot it as she turned toward the girl, her expression sinister, "Loners?" Her voice was as poison. Was she talking about the Nomads? Thais' red tie of the Scar wrapped around her arm was clearly visible now as she glared at the girl. Her jaw tightened and so did her grip on the crossbow... With piercing eyes, she stared into the other girl's eyes, willing her to elaborate.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:32 am
Rune looked alarmed at the venom in the girls voice, but said steadily, "I can't be sure, but it sounds like some experienced nomads yes. As everyone seems to be here, if you would like, I'll go silently follow them, or whatever it is. They can't have gotten far." She waited for her orders, knowing she really belonged to no one at the moment.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:51 am
"Unless they're Gypsies, I really don't give a damn. Besides. All are welcome in this camp. Even we.. loners," the last word was spat like a curse word. Maybe this girl had just gotten here and was not familiar with the symbols of the Nomadic groups. But Thais would make sure she became very familiar with the sign of the Scar.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:42 am
Rune nodded. "I understand, ma'am. I only wanted to be sure, so I don't accidentally kill anyone. I wouldn't want to start a war. So who are the Gypsies?" she waited patiently, but curiously. She was clueless, as she had always wandered alone, never settling too long in once spot, until she found this place a few days ago.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:58 am
xxxCoopxxx Coop caught the bat just below the nails, "Feed him for a lifetime," he mumbled. He fixed his hand on his bat, allowing his swing to provide much needed distance between him and whatever he would encounter. Noticing the other girl, he quickly steps over joining the duo in their conversation. "Nomad?" He asked puzzled, "What's a nomad?" He continued. He glances back at the red material on Thais' bicep. Perhaps it's a token of her first kill, he though to himself as a small smirk formed on his face. His smirk vanished quickly before anyone could have noticed. "We should investigate further." He blurted out. "There are three of us, and only one of them from the sound of it." He adds, "I've never heard of a group only breaking a single twig." He finishes, gazing into the forest. "By the way, I'm Coop." He says, offering his hand for the second girl to shake.
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