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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 5:17:16 GMT
Its been over an hour, and so far there was nothing useful to be found in this god damn warehouse. Walking up each aisle slowly gun, and flashlight drawn searching for anything, and everything that would make survival easier. The aisle ended in a few feet, leaning against one of the shelves he peaked his head out making sure nothing living nor dead was around the corner. Looked like the cost was clear, he use to work at this warehouse, and having the keys to it was a plus not many people would be able to get in here.
This was no ordinary warehouse of course it had the typical random shelves of random objects, but in the back is where all the "illegal" things where. He decided to make his way there hoping it all wasn't ransacked. He made his way to the door, and unlocked it the click was loud and rang through the empty warehouse. He opened the door to see most things were still in place. Thank god finally some fucking luck
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 5:28:51 GMT
Ianne, after surviving the journey long way back to Talbutton, arrived at a werehouse. She hoped there were valuable stuff there and hopefully shelter. Her feet, blistered and aching, scythe in hand, managed to find her way inside stealthily. She rested in one of the first crates she sees then moved on after a few more minutes inside, further and deeper. She looked at a shiny thing that caught her eye as she passed one of the rooms. Inside, she saw an item laying on top one of the crates. She ran towards it, a prototype of what she knew in rumors to be a Canon EOS 1D X, a type that Canon has been working for a long time, full with a pack of memory cards laying beside. She stuffed it to her bag, hopefully going to check the invaluable item later. She heard footsteps and she immediately go ready to strike.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 5:37:33 GMT
Ryker walked into he small room perfect they have the ammo for my gun...make that guns. he already had an M1911 in his hand and another tucked into his pants. He picked up two more guns and holsters and loaded them then adding the remaining ammo to his backpack. He took a bowie knife from its sheath and strapped it to his belt. Lastly he took a remmington shot gun and slung it over his shoulder he was now heavily armed. His pack was filled with all type of supplies for himself and possibly others if there were any.
He picked up his flashlight and walked out of the room. Something felt off...he didn't feel alone. He walked up the first aisle not seeing anyone and walked towards the door.
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 5:44:26 GMT
Footsteps, louder and louder. More than possibly - them. Walkers. She froze and immediately did a silent sprint towards the door, shaking as she did so. Don't die, not after seeing an invaluable prototype of a camera, not now. Scythe now placed in her back at the leather strap that she made during her journey, she felt the pressure of the things in her bag. Then as she silently ran, she bumped into something, or someone. She looked up and almost screamed.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 5:51:06 GMT
Few steps away from the door is that running? His question was answered when someone, or something ran into him. Quickly turning and aiming his gun and flashlight he saw what looked like another survivor. "Jesus fuck kid, your lucky I didn't turn, and shoot". He put is gun hand up, and took his finger off the trigger showing he meant no harm. "How the hell did you get in here? have you been bitten? I swear to god if you try to rob me I will kill you with no problem" He wasn't trying to be mean but sadly who can be trusted now.
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 5:58:16 GMT
Her eyes widened when she saw the gun, but relief washed over her as the finger on the trigger was removed. "Luckily..." she sighed. Ianne had taken two steps away from the man. It had been a long time since she saw another LIVING being. Then the robbing comment passes by. Her eyebrows arch, "I sneaked in after days of walking from Talbutton, barely any resources I had to go to the nearest warehouse I saw after taking the forest way. And no. I haven't been bitten." she rolled her eyes at the next part, "I don't rob. It might be to that point but I'm not stooping that low." she said with a bit of sass. It was a long while since she's been able to sass.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 21:12:18 GMT
He raised an eyebrow as she said she walked all the way from Talbutton. "Well do you need any supplies? I have some to spare if you need it. I mean unless you would like to stick together, no one deserves to be alone in this..hell." Of course as he looks for things to give her she gets all sassy, but he let it slide. He went into his backpack, and extended his arm towards the girl. He tried to give her some water and a granola bar it wasn't much but it was something. "Here take it or leave it, my offer still stands"
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 21:47:09 GMT
She took it, obviously happy. "Thanks." She thought about what he said, sticking together. Could she trust him? Well she knew it to be yes, he hadn't killed her after all. Good company would be nice, but how well could this guy be? His conduct? But since he was offering it, she had to take it. She doesn't want to be alone anymore, not after journeying, with hallucinations. Maybe he could help her. "I'd very much like to stick together. Besides, I think you could help me with some problems." She said off clearly to him.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 21:53:27 GMT
"No problem" he gave her a small smile, the thought of having another person to watch your back was an amazing feeling. "Yea I will try to help best I can, now do you need any weapons, or are you good where you stand?" He started to walk back into the warehouse "We should search this thing fully now. I was more quickly glancing before, you know incase something or someone came up but now with extra pair of eyes we should find more useful things."
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 22:02:43 GMT
She nodded. "I only need food, I don't need weapons, they're the only ones I have." True. With nothing except a bag and weapons and water, it would be befitting for her to get real shit instead of plants and other safe animals. She stood up straight. She heard a rustle, footsteps. She gripped her scythe, she hadn't known it was only one of her hallucinations, but it feels so real to her "It's them." She whispered in a panicked voice. Only hallucinations, her grip to reality was slowly getting looser.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 22:09:40 GMT
"There should be some sort of food he..." His sentence was cut off by the girls voice. She seemed scared, and worried She was gripping her weapon. "Woah whats wrong there is no one else here" He went towards the door and looked out there was nothing around that he could see. "What the hell are you trying to pull kid" He looked more worried than angry
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 22:20:57 GMT
She shook a bit. "Wakers! Can't you hear them?!" She said, her eyes showing fear. True she did encounter Walkers and kicked ass like what? Three times? She had the urge to fight against them, but still held little fear towards them, the reasons she can't see her family. That what was really making her terrified. She stood still. "They're here!" She whispered harshly. Louder, and louder. Rustling and growing moans...
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 22:29:19 GMT
I don't hear a thing kid, what the fuck is g.." he stopped himself, and walked over to her and put the girl in a tight hug. "Hey,now you listen to me. There is nothing here, its all in your head just breathe. Come one do it with me." He took inhaled deeply "Come on kid in" he exhaled quickly "and out". He kept her in the hug till she calmed down. "Everything is ok nothing will hurt you...right now"
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Post by Ianne Detmer on Oct 9, 2013 22:33:51 GMT
As she was pulled into a hug, she sobbed. The feeling of nostalgia crashed upon her like a tsunami. The feeling of complete warmth. Just like when her older brother would hug her. "They're here!" She sobbed, she took the breathing excersices, "We better... run..." She finally calmed down. She breathed a few more then silence. Pure silence. Then a sniff. Yeah, just like he said, it's not real... Another sniff goes by.
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Post by Ryker Keller on Oct 9, 2013 22:46:50 GMT
Its been three years since he had someone cry into his shoulder. He hadt really felt bad for anyone after her death but these were new circumstances he couldn't face the world alone anymore. He finally released the hug and tried her tears with his thumb. "I need you to be strong, I know its not an easy thing to do anymore. For years i faked the strength I thought I needed, but deep down that false sense....it was showing the people you lost...the people you cared for...still care for that you dont respect them enough to show your real weak self. I dont know what is going on, I can tell you I have had rougher times, but these are the times we need to show our true characters, the times we need to be strong for ourselves and others. Keep that chin up kid these visions will pass sadly they wont be replaced by dreams of happiness, but nightmares far worse than anything you could imagine. But you have faced other fears before whats so different about these new ones...? bigger, stronger, faster? You have me to help you now too so these nightmares we face daily we don't face alone."
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