Gas Masks *OPEN SEMI-ADVANCE ROLEPLAY*

MokiHunter · **Posted:** Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:31 am

As soon as John was being carried by Chris and Xander, he immediately felt helpless. He should have been helping and instead here he was, not able to walk and practically disabled. When he was dropped into the car, John nodded, saying, "Thanks a bunch guys." He tiredly tried bending his body to reach the bullet in his ankle. Every time he moved it, his muscles screamed in response. He put his ankle back to it's set position and waited, feeling inferior for being so reckless. He should have known things weren't that easy. A flash of the robber from his childhood history invaded his mind, sending chills down his back. Coming back to reality just as fast, he noticed that other person had come out and was leading them to a safe house. Why was beyond John's comprehension. He just hoped the girl was human.

OOC: Writer's Block. DX

31_Flavors · **Posted:** Sun Oct 02, 2011 2:20 pm

Chris saw a girl come up and save their butts, and then told them to go to a safe house. But Chris couldn't leave Slash, not while he was this injured "Can you walk?" He yelled over the moans of the zombies. But Chris didn't wait for an answer; technically, Chris was the oldest one here and felt responsible for his 'little brothers'. This had its ups and downs, but now he just had to get Slash to safety. Chris lugged the man over his shoulder and began jogging to where the girl had told them to go. He looked back at Xander every few minuets, trying to see if the man was keeping up. Another thing that Chris had determined, even if the people he was with her all teenagers, he viewed them as men for staying alive. They had all gained his trust in one way or another, and in return he viewed them as grown men. Christ nodded thanks to Colby when he held open the door for him. He stepped in the room cautiously, his handgun tight in his hand.

MokiHunter · **Posted:** Sun Oct 02, 2011 3:04 pm

John was about to answer, "I can try," but got cut off after 'I', when Chris began to carry him again. Vaguely, he wondered how he would get the bullet out. He couldn't stay bedridden or anything. None of them could afford it. John thanked the heavens he had friends like Chris and the others who were willing to carry him all the way to the safe house, revealed to them by this strange girl. He almost wished he could attempt to crawl there, because he felt like such a wimp for having to rely on Christ to get him there. But still he was thankful.

By the time they got there, John was trying to get on his feet again. He managed to get out of Chris' grip, murmuring, "Thanks, Chris. I seriously owe you one." He limped over to one of the walls nearby and slid down it, sitting with his legs bent at an awkward angle. He attempted bringing his injured one towards him, but once more the pain stroke him from doing so. He winced, angry at himself for being so weak and stupid. He should have been paying attention. Well... he didn't earn the name Slash for nothing. He had to try and be strong. Using both of his arms, John brought his leg in front of him, so that the ankle was facing upward. There was blood oozing everywhere out of it, and the sight should have horrified him, but John was only concerned about the task he needed to accomplish. Pulling out one of the smallest knives in his pocket, he began to poke at the wound, trying to dig in and get the bullet out. It was grueling work, and John was taking a break almost every ten seconds, breathing quickly and in rasps rather than show the pain visibly.

Egg · **Posted:** Mon Oct 03, 2011 4:25 am

After the girl entered Colby slammed the door shut, locking it tightly.
"Everyone okay?" he asked, his hazel eyes flocking to everyone. He blinked, confused at the sudden appearance of people, but didnt say anything. He didn't trust them, or at least not yet.

((Excuse my small posts you guys, I'm on my iPod Dx))

WolfPaws · **Posted:** Mon Oct 03, 2011 12:38 pm

Xander had long since set John down, for he wasn't as strong as he used to be, and he wasn't all that strong to begin with either. He stretched out his arms that had begun to ache and nodded to Colby. "I'm fine..." he said. "...if anyone cares..." he added quietly.

Egg · **Posted:** Mon Oct 03, 2011 1:36 pm

Colby perked and gazed at Xander, sizig him up then moving on to the rest. He sighed, leaning back against the wall. I need to get home.. he thought, listening for anymore signs of the zombies.

TheDarlingSpartan · **Posted:** Tue Oct 04, 2011 3:27 am

Sam finally had made it back to the house, slamming the door and letting them have the small conversation. She quickly lifted her hand gun up to the injured man, John. She didn't care if they rest would try and stop her, if John had contact with the zombies through his open wound, Sam would kill him on the spot. Do anything and everything to survive, she always said, humans are just animals. She cocked her gun, loud enough for everyone to hear, the asked "Did you get in contact with a zombie while wounded" she asked, glaring at John. He could lie to her, saying he didn't and then kill them within days. Sam couldn't risk that, not at all. She stepped closer when she didn't get the answer quick enough.

"Did you, or did you not get in contact with those disease-ridden creatures" she yelled through her mask. Her kept her eyes peeled for his friends that just might attack her for the threat of the gun. Sam looked down at John's wounds, not seeing anything infection....yet. She couldn't be sure, she would have to keep an eye on the wound for rotting and John's amount of pain during the next 48 hours. Waiting for three days was already to much time wasted. Sam looked at the others, pointing her gun at everyone, "My house is infection free, those scum of human beings are not allowed here! Anyone wounded that enters here is on watch for the disease," she decleared.

She set down her gun at her side "No wounded is allowed near me and dinner is leftovers" she added, turning to the tightly sealed door of the basement. She unlocked the metal door and opened it for them, "please spray yourselves with disinfectant i left on the table" she said, walking down and turning on the lights. She threw her bag down on the table, grabbing the can of spray and drenched herself in it. Afterdoing that she moved into a room closed off only by curtains that were hung from the ceiling. She removed her close and put on some baggy shorts and a loose brown shirt. She didn't remove her gas mask though, almost afraid to because of her new guests. She walked back out, guns in their hositers that was secured on her hips.

(OOC: Lets not make short post a habbit please :3 )

Egg · **Posted:** Tue Oct 04, 2011 4:20 am

((sorry it's hard to type on my iPod and I'm on it until the weekend))

Colby froze at the sight of the gun, an how Sam was so willing to shoot John.
He took a small step away from Sam a soon az she was gone, the girl was kind of creepy. He sighs and pulled off his gas mask, utterly hating the thing, glad to have it off. He began walking around, looking to see what Sam's house was like, and her past maybe. He turned around and walked back to the group, with a small smile. It was so tense, so he decided to help John. He pulled out a little first aid kit from his pocket and began disinfecting it.

TheDarlingSpartan · **Posted:** Tue Oct 04, 2011 4:56 am

(OOC: Understandable, but just reminding the group to keep up nice posts! :3 )

MokiHunter · **Posted:** Tue Oct 04, 2011 5:08 pm

John's eyes widened at the sight of the gun, causing an involuntarily shudder in response. He had tried his best not to let anyone see it, but it was incredibly visible. He almost felt an urge to retrace the ragged scars that slashed across his chest and back, however, he managed to suppress that want. John tried to answer no to her question, however she crept closer to him and didn't allow him the chance. Practically shocked as she walked out the room, he remained in his spot. The others could disinfect themselves... he'd have to do it later. When he could walk, for instance.

Taking off his mask, John eventually resumed to digging into his wound, forcing himself not to wince every time. He almost started as he felt a presence near him again, thinking it was that girl Sam once more. However, when he realized it was Colby, he let out a visible breath. He put the knife on his lap in an attempt to help Colby disinfect the wound, which was a good thing, because it hurt like hell. Any less conscious of what he was doing and he would have swung the knife thinking the pain was coming from a zombie. "Thanks, man," He murmured to Colby. "You don't have to do all this so... I appreciate it." It was a lot to say to someone, for John. He had grown to trust these people a lot. Probably too much. Trust usually didn't come so easy to him and because of that he rarely ever said a word.

Getting used to Samantha was going to take a while.

Egg · **Posted:** Tue Oct 04, 2011 6:26 pm

Colby smiled in response, shrugging his shoulders. He liked John, not in a like like kind of way; he told himself, but as the one perso he truly trusted in the room. He pulled out some gauze and he pulled open john's shirt to wrap the gauze around it. Once finished, Colby tossed John his shirt back and sighed, looking around.

"S'no problem John." he replied, flashing his usual dapper smile.

((this isn't too short is it? Again on my iPod so it's incredibly hard to post super long Dx))

TheDarlingSpartan · **Posted:** Fri Oct 07, 2011 7:13 pm

(OOC: that's fine. We're waiting for Wolfpaws that way we wouldn't have confusion again!)

WolfPaws · **Posted:** Sat Oct 08, 2011 4:24 pm

Xander simply stood around awkwardly off to the side, not sure of what to do. He was afraid and intimidated by Sam; he knew his place full well.

Ooc:// Sorry, no one's really acknowledging him so there's not much to do ^^'

TheDarlingSpartan · **Posted:** Sat Oct 08, 2011 7:58 pm

Sam watched the man, Cobley, help John. She hadn't seen people help each other out in a long time, this was a sight to behold. She looked away, walking to the small pot hanging over a unlit candle. Sam took out a lighter, lighting the candle and lowering the pot towards it. She removed the lid of the pot to unleash the smell of veggies drowned in spices. Stiring and adding a little more soy sauce, Sam cooked it till it was warm and ready to eat. She began to put them into small cups and place them on the table.

"Dinner is ready, i don't have many spoons and forks, so please don't break them or anything, i'm trying to save my resource" she told them, taking her cup and sitting at the other head of the room. She knew she had t take her mask off to eat, even her cough mask under that, but she didn't want to infront of them. Slowly, Sam took off her gas mask, looking fightened at the group, but removed the scared look with a glare. She didn't take a bite from her food, she just stared at it, her mouth moisting under her cough mask. Would she risk infection to eat? No, she wouldn't. Sam contuined to stare at her food, and them. Her eyes finally rested on John, the possibly infected human. Her eyes traced his wound, was he feeling alright? Did he feel different.

"Are you feeling alright John?" she asked, unsure of her words almost. She hardly said those words in the same sentence, or even trying to put a caring tone into it. Her voice had came out weird, rough but almost squeeky. Sam's left cheek blushed with unknown embaressment, her right cheek simply showed part of her burn from years again. Her face kept a straight face though, the blush didn't affect her expression, but it did make her look silly.

She decided to mess with someone else, looking at Xander's body language. "Are you afraid of me?" she asked in question, not knowing how harsh she was coming out to the group. She looked at her guns at her waist, grabbing them and setting them down on the floor. "Can you relax now?" she asked, chuckling in her mind knowing she could easily kill them with her pocket knife as well. But she wouldn't unless they tried to first.

(ooc:It's alright! Just want to make sure everyone post before posting again!)

Egg · **Posted:** Sat Oct 08, 2011 8:10 pm

((ooc: It's Colby, not cobley XDD))

Colby took the food, slowly, not eating it though. Had Sam poisoned it or something? He thought, then decided against the thought. He didn't fit in with this group, or at least that wasn't how it felt. He sank back in a corner, farthest from everyone, and sat, sipping his soup quietly.
"John should be fine, Xander looks like he's afraid of you, but then again most of us should be." Colby spoke up with a shrug. "You were just about jumping for joy to shoot John." He said, then adjusting his stance back to his usual politeness. "Excuse my rudeness." He ended his little 'speech'.

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