Post by Kitiviya on Feb 11, 2015 12:59:16 GMT -5
PARTICIPANTS:
X Kitiviya X: [ PART ONE ] Kitiviya had spent most of the day trying to
find out what their little encampment needed for preparations. Supplies were
needed, food was beginning to deminish far past the levels she was
comfortable with. And the rationing had made some of the survivors grumpy, to say the
least. If they were going to survive the cold, it was going to be a matter of
needing to find protective gear or clothing for people. Kitiviya knew, both
her husband and she would be warm with what they had. But the rest, they
lacked. Light green hues looked towards the mass of people, huddling together
as they seemed to hybernate some. Kitiviya was well clothed and armored
already; her weapons, all in place. The Bronco had been raided again, this time,
grabbing what Alexander had left of his armor and dragging the stuff inside.
Slinging it into the corner; Kitiviya began to rummage around and get the
attention of Nova. Pointing to her to get suited somewhat with what she could.
And well, Titus, would perk... looking up, and wagging his tail when Kitiviya
began to suit him up too. God, he loved the snow! Kitiviya knew, Sariel must
have already been up; so, it was good that the snow was just a light fall with
little wind.
Loaded FIintIock: Nova was slowly starting to hate the cold, Really she was.
She was even thinking that maybe North was a bad idea. Then again she was
aware that it really was the best direction to be heading... but that didn't
mean she had to like the cold! Rather than hide with the others for an attempt
at staying warm she was up and moving around, trying to ignore the cold as
she kept herself busy by cleaning up and organizing what supplies they did
have. Moving would keep her warm or at least that was the idea anyway. But when
Kitty caught her attention she was looking in the direction of the armor
Kitty had fished out of the Bronco. She started towards it, taking a moment
to inspect it before starting to put it on. Hopefully it was kinda idiot proof
cause Nova had no idea how to put that shit on! But she seemed to manage for
the most part.. maybe hopefully.
Warlord Lapin: Sariel indeed had been up before most. He was in the front
of the bronco with the hood up. Making sure that oil and coolant wasn't
having freezing issues in the winter weather. The battery had yet to die;
which was a good sign. That black scarred helmet set atop his head, his hands worked
with as much diligence as possible with their kevlar covers. Tugging free a
spark plug wire and inspecting both the end of the wire and the outside of
the plug itself before replacing the wire back to it; he'd continue to all
eight of those plugs one by one working his way around the large black (
current snow covered ) bronco. His lips pursing a few times as he continued
inspecting the vehicle; perhaps this meant it would need a few things. His molle
plate carrier was adorned as always; though it'd help him little against the
large friend they'd all made a few days back.
X Kitiviya X: " -s- That should.... somewhat fit you, if it's too tight in
some places, I can let out the straps a little. I doubt it since Alexander
was kinda hefty.. " Kitiviya casually spoke to Nova as she got herself
ready with the plating and what not of the MOLLE armor that her brother-in-law left.
Scent absorbers too, had been included; they looked like a little cylender
box. Obviously, anything that had been on there, was good for Nova to at
least carry. While Nova got herself ready, Kitiviya was finishing up strapping
Titus's armor down; who had his own plate covering and MOLLE armor. She would
put in a few seperate rounds of ammo for him to carry, and a line of paracord
for them to have ...which was always, a good idea! Kitiviya rose up; glancing
to her, and going over to the closet of the little store. There were six or
so coats inside; and well, Kitiviya grabbed one and slung it at Nova to
catch. She figured the girl would need to build tolerance to the cold, and help
remain warm. Kitiviya foregone one for herself. Being heavy enough with her
med kit supplies, weapons and ammunition. Mary kept close, while Ruth stayed
on her leg.
Loaded FIintIock: It was a good thing that Alex was a bigger guy. Nova was
definitley more on the small side so it being too tight was not really an
issue. "How do you adjust the straps?" she asked curiously as she shifted a
little, trying to make it fit a little more comfortably. She looked up as Kitty
tossed that coat at her. She managed to catch it but just barely. She wasn't
really use to the armor and it didn't exactl;y fit well. It made for a little
bit of akwardness. She just had to get use to it really. She pulled the
jacket on over the armor then
Warlord Lapin: Sariel would return to the two women for a moment. The
question answered by Sariel as he neared Nova. His voice was the usual calm
deep tone of the man. " There are a few belts on the armor; tighten them
down and it works like a synch. Just make sure the gaps are closed; it won't protect
right if it's got gaps. " Sariel would point at his own vesting where the
belts were; one low, one mid. It kept the armor plates in the right place to
protect. He would step past them. Tugging the pistol from his back; Sariel went
to tugging on the slide to check the Raffica's action. Weapons could freeze
up; even knives could freeze into their respective sheathes. So Sariel went
to checking the VEPR, his knife and even the springs in each ammo magazine
across his chest area.
X Kitiviya X: It was about that time that Kitiviya had finished armoring
and preparing Titus to come with them. Mary was pulled up, and well, Kitiviya
began to check the firing mechanism quietly on the customized SAIGA. With her
head tilted down, Kitiviya's mask was sitting quietly on the window seal
in front of her. Using some of the natural light to adjust her weapons and
clean them. She loved those damn things... And well, Kitiviya was ready to go
make a trek out there and find some shit.
Loaded FIintIock: She glanced up at Sariel when she heard him. A small nod
was given before she glanced back down. One hand was used to hold the coat
back out of the way as she used her other hand to adjust the straps carefully
like Sariel said. Once it was all adjusted and such she set to zipping up that
coat. Warmer? Slightly. Not much but it was better than nothing, Besides she
figured once she was really moving around she should be fine... hopefully. On
to grab her single gun that they had gifted to her. She had already cleaned
it and everything earlier that morning so it was already ready to go. Now she
was searching through her bag for her two multitools
Warlord Lapin: Sariel would nod to Nova, she having fixed her armor with a
few simple tugs on the belt lines. His frame would move after his weaponry
had been thoroughly checked; taking booted step towards the door of the
bronco. It would open and his frame would slip into the drivers seat. The VEPR
unstrung and set across the middle console between the two front seats to his
right; as it always was. His right hand then would move to turn the key; the
engine firing up and whirring to try and warm itself up and get the ' blood '
flowing nicely. The fuel indicator he noted, read about two thirds. But the
last of the fuel tanks they'd strapped across the back were empty now. Their
traveling days would be over soon if they didn't find fuel. Generators required
fuel; so did the big trucks. His brows furrowed; the mask was tugged down
over his features. Hiding away the man behind the monsters visage. His left
hand came to depress the button on the walkie at his side; Kitiviya would be able
to hear him, and Alex; had he been near enough. His voice would come through
more clearly now. - " Might want to get our female friend a mask; if she
wants to run and gun. "
X Kitiviya X: " There's an extra mask I had been painting.... " Kitiviya
quietly spoke; painted? Yeah, Kitiviya had always been... very artistic, to
say the least. Reaching in one of the black duffle bags she had, Kitiviya
would bring out a mask that was covered up by cloth. Inside was a helmet that
Kitiviya had hand painted with some spare paints she had found. She had done
all of their masks, embodying their inner selves. The three Kitiviya, Sariel
and Alexander wore were of their inner-selves, evil monsters that could kill
other monsters. There was one she had been messing with on some sleepless
nights, that she thought would be a good fit for little Nova since she had
been well.. adopted into the group. Inside, she found a brightly colored and fierce
animal, one that resembled a tiger. Kitiviya quietly looked over at her, not
waiting for her to open it; she would sweep her hair up, and slide her own
mask down over her features. Walking outside, and waiting for Nova to come out.
Loaded FIintIock: She made sure to secure the two hand held weapons on her
hip. Easy sto grab and use should the need come. Once she was satasfied with
the multitools she was standing staight again to aust herself. Like said it
would be necessary for her to get use to the extra weight of the armor. It was a
strange feeling.... but she was glad for the extra protection. And she was
rather surprised, honestly, that Sariel and Kitty were having her come along.
Flattered even by the fact. She glanced towards Kitty at the sound of Sariel's
voice on her radio A mask? She hesitated a second when Kitty approached her
with the cloth covered helmet and held it out to her. She accepted it though,
glancing down at it without uncovering it. But only for a second before she
was looking up at Kitty, "Thanks..." she said even as kitty turned to leave.
B ut then she was looking down as she uncovered that mask. She actually had
to smirk lightly at the painted mask. Not even hesitating to slip it on, pulling
it on. She made sure it sat comfortably before she hurried after Kitty
outside.
Warlord Lapin: Those jade eyes lifted from the dash of the bronco as both
women came out; wife and her new found... Friend? They would study the two
and even the new mask; he'd not seen the finished art thusfar so it would get
a mild nod of approval from Sariel's own masked features. His mask was
darker, marred from combat? Or was it designed that way? One would never know
without asking, the mind of the man rarely shared the secrets of the monster
hidden within. It was the best policy after all. His right hand rose from the
steering wheel to wave them towards him and the bronco. It was a signal for
them to hurry it up!
X Kitiviya X: " Get in the backseat with Titus... " Kitiviya quietly
mentioned to Nova as she come outside after her. Titus had narrowly escaped
the door, coming to bound happily in the snow, and hopped into the Bronco as
soon as the back seat passenger door was opened. Kitiviya left it opened, and well,
she herself got in the jump-seat. It would be easy for her to take the front
seat, armed to the damn teeth in order to prevent shit from fucking with
them. And well, soon it would be time for them to leave! Woot.
Loaded FIintIock: Kitty didn't need to tell her twice. Already he was moving
towards the Bronco. Titus damn near knocked her over as he bounded out the
door and plowed into the snow happily. But she managed to keep herself up
right before she hurried after them. Straight to the bronco she went before
climbing up into the back seat with Titus. She closed the door securely
before sitting back. "Sooooo.... where are we heading exactly?" she asked
curiously. They hadn't filled her in yet as to exactly what the plan was. She knew they were
going for supplies and she was going to help. But other than that she wasn't
to sure.
Warlord Lapin: " We're going to head into the city; look for supplies.
Survivors. Silence will be a good thing; of course. But things don't always
go so good. " A light chuckle given to himself, more than the other two.
His voice was muffled, his deep tones hollowed out in an almost haunting way as he
spoke from behind the bullet deflecting mask that covered his lovely blonde
features. The right hand would drag the gear changed towards him and down.
Releasing it after three clicks of the transmission. The vehicle gave a light
jerk; that hand moved to push the vehicle into ' 4H ' for the second lower
stick. It would mean all four vehicle wheels would give power; useful in such
snowy, icey conditions; but consuming more fuel in the process. He
prefered more fuel over getting out and working with that blasted winch on
the front. His left hand would turn the wheel to guide them from the hardware
' home ' stores driveway and to the right out of the gate; on their way to the city of
Sackets Harbor.
X Kitiviya X: Kitiviya would quietly lean her head back against the
neckrest of the passenger side chair. Looking outwards, she would continue to
hold onto her customized SAIGA shotgun, Mary. Hues would quietly watch the
snow lightly falling in front of them; taking in some of the scenery that she
managed to peek at from behind the lenses of her mask. Looking over a moment,
she would carefully speak to her husband, Sariel who was driving the Bronco. " We'll need
quite a bit... hopefully there's some good shit out there.. "
WillfulJinx: Sol was constantly wondering where his siter might be even
though shehad dissappeared beefore the shit hit the fan so to speak. Crossing
into Sackett's Harbor he saw the devastation and a few of the undead
aimlessly shambling abot in search of their next meal. Up ahead he spotted a few
abandoned trucks crashed into the sides of a burnt building. Rolling his
tan armor vehichle a stop, it's brakes giving a small groan for some
reason.Great just what he needed...alittle noise. Stepping from the vehichle with it's
engine running ,he was contantly loking about even thoughhe knew at 6 ft 2
and weighing 2oo some odd pounds he could handle anything. Grabbing a coil
of hose from the back, the back doors silently clicking shut he made the trek to
the nearst truck.Grabbing a jerry can from the side rac near his driver
side,both in hand Solomn unscrewed the closest trucks gas cap, dropping the
hose inside and reelingit back out heped him gauge how much was there.. A few
gallons it seemed and t was his. Dropping o e end of the gose nto the tank,
pured lips suctioned up he gas through the hose and the other end quickly
pushed into the jerry can. Cruching noises alerted him to the noises creeping
up behind him. From his side hoster he drew his beretta , firing off aa
quick head shot before 2 more tried to get at him
Warlord Lapin: It was the gunfire that alerted Sariel to the fact there
were other humans near by; that or not only were their mutant zeds, but
they'd also figured out how to fire rifles. He'd hope for humans, maybe?
Those jade eyes would scan the area about them. His right foot coming to depress the
brake pedal of the Bronco. " You guys hear that? " - His voice muffled yet
longer by the thickness of the masks his small team wore. He was almost
positive he'd heard gun fire. His head turned to swivel and allow his vision to
glance about them all. Right hand coming to move the bronco's gear changer
into the
- XKitiviyaX,
- WarlordLapin
- LoadedFlintIock
- Willful Jinx
PART ONE
X Kitiviya X: [ PART ONE ] Kitiviya had spent most of the day trying to
find out what their little encampment needed for preparations. Supplies were
needed, food was beginning to deminish far past the levels she was
comfortable with. And the rationing had made some of the survivors grumpy, to say the
least. If they were going to survive the cold, it was going to be a matter of
needing to find protective gear or clothing for people. Kitiviya knew, both
her husband and she would be warm with what they had. But the rest, they
lacked. Light green hues looked towards the mass of people, huddling together
as they seemed to hybernate some. Kitiviya was well clothed and armored
already; her weapons, all in place. The Bronco had been raided again, this time,
grabbing what Alexander had left of his armor and dragging the stuff inside.
Slinging it into the corner; Kitiviya began to rummage around and get the
attention of Nova. Pointing to her to get suited somewhat with what she could.
And well, Titus, would perk... looking up, and wagging his tail when Kitiviya
began to suit him up too. God, he loved the snow! Kitiviya knew, Sariel must
have already been up; so, it was good that the snow was just a light fall with
little wind.
Loaded FIintIock: Nova was slowly starting to hate the cold, Really she was.
She was even thinking that maybe North was a bad idea. Then again she was
aware that it really was the best direction to be heading... but that didn't
mean she had to like the cold! Rather than hide with the others for an attempt
at staying warm she was up and moving around, trying to ignore the cold as
she kept herself busy by cleaning up and organizing what supplies they did
have. Moving would keep her warm or at least that was the idea anyway. But when
Kitty caught her attention she was looking in the direction of the armor
Kitty had fished out of the Bronco. She started towards it, taking a moment
to inspect it before starting to put it on. Hopefully it was kinda idiot proof
cause Nova had no idea how to put that shit on! But she seemed to manage for
the most part.. maybe hopefully.
Warlord Lapin: Sariel indeed had been up before most. He was in the front
of the bronco with the hood up. Making sure that oil and coolant wasn't
having freezing issues in the winter weather. The battery had yet to die;
which was a good sign. That black scarred helmet set atop his head, his hands worked
with as much diligence as possible with their kevlar covers. Tugging free a
spark plug wire and inspecting both the end of the wire and the outside of
the plug itself before replacing the wire back to it; he'd continue to all
eight of those plugs one by one working his way around the large black (
current snow covered ) bronco. His lips pursing a few times as he continued
inspecting the vehicle; perhaps this meant it would need a few things. His molle
plate carrier was adorned as always; though it'd help him little against the
large friend they'd all made a few days back.
X Kitiviya X: " -s- That should.... somewhat fit you, if it's too tight in
some places, I can let out the straps a little. I doubt it since Alexander
was kinda hefty.. " Kitiviya casually spoke to Nova as she got herself
ready with the plating and what not of the MOLLE armor that her brother-in-law left.
Scent absorbers too, had been included; they looked like a little cylender
box. Obviously, anything that had been on there, was good for Nova to at
least carry. While Nova got herself ready, Kitiviya was finishing up strapping
Titus's armor down; who had his own plate covering and MOLLE armor. She would
put in a few seperate rounds of ammo for him to carry, and a line of paracord
for them to have ...which was always, a good idea! Kitiviya rose up; glancing
to her, and going over to the closet of the little store. There were six or
so coats inside; and well, Kitiviya grabbed one and slung it at Nova to
catch. She figured the girl would need to build tolerance to the cold, and help
remain warm. Kitiviya foregone one for herself. Being heavy enough with her
med kit supplies, weapons and ammunition. Mary kept close, while Ruth stayed
on her leg.
Loaded FIintIock: It was a good thing that Alex was a bigger guy. Nova was
definitley more on the small side so it being too tight was not really an
issue. "How do you adjust the straps?" she asked curiously as she shifted a
little, trying to make it fit a little more comfortably. She looked up as Kitty
tossed that coat at her. She managed to catch it but just barely. She wasn't
really use to the armor and it didn't exactl;y fit well. It made for a little
bit of akwardness. She just had to get use to it really. She pulled the
jacket on over the armor then
Warlord Lapin: Sariel would return to the two women for a moment. The
question answered by Sariel as he neared Nova. His voice was the usual calm
deep tone of the man. " There are a few belts on the armor; tighten them
down and it works like a synch. Just make sure the gaps are closed; it won't protect
right if it's got gaps. " Sariel would point at his own vesting where the
belts were; one low, one mid. It kept the armor plates in the right place to
protect. He would step past them. Tugging the pistol from his back; Sariel went
to tugging on the slide to check the Raffica's action. Weapons could freeze
up; even knives could freeze into their respective sheathes. So Sariel went
to checking the VEPR, his knife and even the springs in each ammo magazine
across his chest area.
X Kitiviya X: It was about that time that Kitiviya had finished armoring
and preparing Titus to come with them. Mary was pulled up, and well, Kitiviya
began to check the firing mechanism quietly on the customized SAIGA. With her
head tilted down, Kitiviya's mask was sitting quietly on the window seal
in front of her. Using some of the natural light to adjust her weapons and
clean them. She loved those damn things... And well, Kitiviya was ready to go
make a trek out there and find some shit.
Loaded FIintIock: She glanced up at Sariel when she heard him. A small nod
was given before she glanced back down. One hand was used to hold the coat
back out of the way as she used her other hand to adjust the straps carefully
like Sariel said. Once it was all adjusted and such she set to zipping up that
coat. Warmer? Slightly. Not much but it was better than nothing, Besides she
figured once she was really moving around she should be fine... hopefully. On
to grab her single gun that they had gifted to her. She had already cleaned
it and everything earlier that morning so it was already ready to go. Now she
was searching through her bag for her two multitools
Warlord Lapin: Sariel would nod to Nova, she having fixed her armor with a
few simple tugs on the belt lines. His frame would move after his weaponry
had been thoroughly checked; taking booted step towards the door of the
bronco. It would open and his frame would slip into the drivers seat. The VEPR
unstrung and set across the middle console between the two front seats to his
right; as it always was. His right hand then would move to turn the key; the
engine firing up and whirring to try and warm itself up and get the ' blood '
flowing nicely. The fuel indicator he noted, read about two thirds. But the
last of the fuel tanks they'd strapped across the back were empty now. Their
traveling days would be over soon if they didn't find fuel. Generators required
fuel; so did the big trucks. His brows furrowed; the mask was tugged down
over his features. Hiding away the man behind the monsters visage. His left
hand came to depress the button on the walkie at his side; Kitiviya would be able
to hear him, and Alex; had he been near enough. His voice would come through
more clearly now. - " Might want to get our female friend a mask; if she
wants to run and gun. "
X Kitiviya X: " There's an extra mask I had been painting.... " Kitiviya
quietly spoke; painted? Yeah, Kitiviya had always been... very artistic, to
say the least. Reaching in one of the black duffle bags she had, Kitiviya
would bring out a mask that was covered up by cloth. Inside was a helmet that
Kitiviya had hand painted with some spare paints she had found. She had done
all of their masks, embodying their inner selves. The three Kitiviya, Sariel
and Alexander wore were of their inner-selves, evil monsters that could kill
other monsters. There was one she had been messing with on some sleepless
nights, that she thought would be a good fit for little Nova since she had
been well.. adopted into the group. Inside, she found a brightly colored and fierce
animal, one that resembled a tiger. Kitiviya quietly looked over at her, not
waiting for her to open it; she would sweep her hair up, and slide her own
mask down over her features. Walking outside, and waiting for Nova to come out.
Loaded FIintIock: She made sure to secure the two hand held weapons on her
hip. Easy sto grab and use should the need come. Once she was satasfied with
the multitools she was standing staight again to aust herself. Like said it
would be necessary for her to get use to the extra weight of the armor. It was a
strange feeling.... but she was glad for the extra protection. And she was
rather surprised, honestly, that Sariel and Kitty were having her come along.
Flattered even by the fact. She glanced towards Kitty at the sound of Sariel's
voice on her radio A mask? She hesitated a second when Kitty approached her
with the cloth covered helmet and held it out to her. She accepted it though,
glancing down at it without uncovering it. But only for a second before she
was looking up at Kitty, "Thanks..." she said even as kitty turned to leave.
B ut then she was looking down as she uncovered that mask. She actually had
to smirk lightly at the painted mask. Not even hesitating to slip it on, pulling
it on. She made sure it sat comfortably before she hurried after Kitty
outside.
Warlord Lapin: Those jade eyes lifted from the dash of the bronco as both
women came out; wife and her new found... Friend? They would study the two
and even the new mask; he'd not seen the finished art thusfar so it would get
a mild nod of approval from Sariel's own masked features. His mask was
darker, marred from combat? Or was it designed that way? One would never know
without asking, the mind of the man rarely shared the secrets of the monster
hidden within. It was the best policy after all. His right hand rose from the
steering wheel to wave them towards him and the bronco. It was a signal for
them to hurry it up!
X Kitiviya X: " Get in the backseat with Titus... " Kitiviya quietly
mentioned to Nova as she come outside after her. Titus had narrowly escaped
the door, coming to bound happily in the snow, and hopped into the Bronco as
soon as the back seat passenger door was opened. Kitiviya left it opened, and well,
she herself got in the jump-seat. It would be easy for her to take the front
seat, armed to the damn teeth in order to prevent shit from fucking with
them. And well, soon it would be time for them to leave! Woot.
Loaded FIintIock: Kitty didn't need to tell her twice. Already he was moving
towards the Bronco. Titus damn near knocked her over as he bounded out the
door and plowed into the snow happily. But she managed to keep herself up
right before she hurried after them. Straight to the bronco she went before
climbing up into the back seat with Titus. She closed the door securely
before sitting back. "Sooooo.... where are we heading exactly?" she asked
curiously. They hadn't filled her in yet as to exactly what the plan was. She knew they were
going for supplies and she was going to help. But other than that she wasn't
to sure.
Warlord Lapin: " We're going to head into the city; look for supplies.
Survivors. Silence will be a good thing; of course. But things don't always
go so good. " A light chuckle given to himself, more than the other two.
His voice was muffled, his deep tones hollowed out in an almost haunting way as he
spoke from behind the bullet deflecting mask that covered his lovely blonde
features. The right hand would drag the gear changed towards him and down.
Releasing it after three clicks of the transmission. The vehicle gave a light
jerk; that hand moved to push the vehicle into ' 4H ' for the second lower
stick. It would mean all four vehicle wheels would give power; useful in such
snowy, icey conditions; but consuming more fuel in the process. He
prefered more fuel over getting out and working with that blasted winch on
the front. His left hand would turn the wheel to guide them from the hardware
' home ' stores driveway and to the right out of the gate; on their way to the city of
Sackets Harbor.
X Kitiviya X: Kitiviya would quietly lean her head back against the
neckrest of the passenger side chair. Looking outwards, she would continue to
hold onto her customized SAIGA shotgun, Mary. Hues would quietly watch the
snow lightly falling in front of them; taking in some of the scenery that she
managed to peek at from behind the lenses of her mask. Looking over a moment,
she would carefully speak to her husband, Sariel who was driving the Bronco. " We'll need
quite a bit... hopefully there's some good shit out there.. "
WillfulJinx: Sol was constantly wondering where his siter might be even
though shehad dissappeared beefore the shit hit the fan so to speak. Crossing
into Sackett's Harbor he saw the devastation and a few of the undead
aimlessly shambling abot in search of their next meal. Up ahead he spotted a few
abandoned trucks crashed into the sides of a burnt building. Rolling his
tan armor vehichle a stop, it's brakes giving a small groan for some
reason.Great just what he needed...alittle noise. Stepping from the vehichle with it's
engine running ,he was contantly loking about even thoughhe knew at 6 ft 2
and weighing 2oo some odd pounds he could handle anything. Grabbing a coil
of hose from the back, the back doors silently clicking shut he made the trek to
the nearst truck.Grabbing a jerry can from the side rac near his driver
side,both in hand Solomn unscrewed the closest trucks gas cap, dropping the
hose inside and reelingit back out heped him gauge how much was there.. A few
gallons it seemed and t was his. Dropping o e end of the gose nto the tank,
pured lips suctioned up he gas through the hose and the other end quickly
pushed into the jerry can. Cruching noises alerted him to the noises creeping
up behind him. From his side hoster he drew his beretta , firing off aa
quick head shot before 2 more tried to get at him
Warlord Lapin: It was the gunfire that alerted Sariel to the fact there
were other humans near by; that or not only were their mutant zeds, but
they'd also figured out how to fire rifles. He'd hope for humans, maybe?
Those jade eyes would scan the area about them. His right foot coming to depress the
brake pedal of the Bronco. " You guys hear that? " - His voice muffled yet
longer by the thickness of the masks his small team wore. He was almost
positive he'd heard gun fire. His head turned to swivel and allow his vision to
glance about them all. Right hand coming to move the bronco's gear changer
into the
area. Thus causing a few quiet clicks from the tranmission as it
acknowledged the change. " We'll go on foot from here, maybe we can find out
what or who that was and if they're still breathing. " Sariel never thought
it wise to use fire power if avoidable; but who was to say it was avoidable?
The situation was unknown to the man.
X Kitiviya X: Hues looked up from her normal location, the light green
gems watched from behind the anti-fog lenses of her mask. Hearing the shots
and the other noises inside town, it definitely made it known that there
would be more people inside the city. Perhaps, even a few potential survivors.
Getting out of the vehicle once her husband did; the armor clad being would
casually take up her beloved Mary. Mary was her customized SAIGA 12 shotgun,
and well, she chose to have some dragon's fire ammunition already loaded for now.
Just encase there was a few of those mutant giant zeds lumbering around
looking for their next happy-meal with legs. A small whistle was given,
where that large German Shepherd // Wolf hybrid would come out of the Bronco from the
backseat, passing by Nova yet again. He gave Nova a quick lick of his tongue,
as he trampled her on the way out. The large dog came up to Kitiviya's side,
nearly even with her mid-section. You could damn near ride that all black
dog! But, he even had on MOLLE armor with custom plates, just like his owner
and her spouse had. Even like the ones that Nova wore. Kitiviya looked over
towards Sariel, looking at him to figure out his plan.
WillfulJinx: Machete in one hand ,and pistol in the other made for a very
intersting fighting maneuver for him. When one zed stepped forward it was
immediatley decapitated by by Sol's quick slicing motion at it's head. Damn
it. gore got on his favorite muscle shirt.. Seething with anger, immediatey he
holsterd his beretta at his hip. Grasping the zed under it's chine lifted it
up and using his muscles drove it head down into the ground... Splat!
Warlord Lapin: Sariel's masked visage turned towards his wife for a
moment. Before his left hand moved to take the keys; and then to the door
handle. A tug of the handle and a push to the frame of the door and it swung
open. - " You cover the rear, Nova in mid. I'll take point. " - It was one of those
times having Alex to cover with his long ranged capabilities; it would've
been nice to say the least. His right hand came to the pistol grip of the
modified VEPR rifle; dragging it from it's place on the middle console. His left
black boot would stick to the ground with a firm kick, the second more
softly; ensuring his traction on the snow covered terrain. - " Just keep your
heads on a swivel; try not to go firing off unless we need to. " - Who knew what
else was around, other than shamblers. Were they even sure that single mutant
they'd seen days ago was the only of it's kind? God help them if it wasn't.
The door would be nudged closed; Sariel moving towards the sound with his rifle
held up by the right hand; left gripping the foregrip of the modified weapon.
X Kitiviya X: " Keep quiet, and only shoot that cannon if you know we don't
have it cleared... " Mentioning to Nova, Kitiviya would quietly wait for
Nova to get sandwiched between herself and her husband. The massive beast of
a dog, Titus, kept the sides of the formation; providing a little more
protection closest to the mid-back of the line. His watchful senses proved to
be useful, considering he was a former war dog. Kitiviya picked up the rear,
covering mostly both of Nova and Sariel, keeping her guns, and her melee weaponry
handy for her to use, should the occassion rise.