Hiro Stands Up

Hiro looked around at the others noticing that among them she only knew the Ice Queen an she by reputation.
One of the boys about her age started pacing about and obviously seeking some escape but then he said things that set her teeth on edge
"Why the Hell did you let a zombie strip you? Furthermore, shut up while I figure this out."
She was about to respond when a boy she thinks name might be Nakamura while committing an act of kindness joined in insulting her.
"I guess people's dignity were tossed in the wind as soon as the dead began roaming the earth,"
Followed by as he tossed her his blazer
"I'd suggest you put that on. No need to convince the zombies we've got a 'lady of the night' in our group."

Hiro took a one legged stance holding her Bo in the crook of her right knee as she stripped away the remnants of her school blouse then shrugged into the blazer which she left defiantly unbuttoned.
Then she turned towards the two and said to Yami
"First of all I'd hardly call what happened to my shirt voluntary.
Secondary Don't try an order me about you....you....BAKA!
Sighing she turns to Nakamura an bows saying
"My thanks sir for the use of your Blazer"
She stands upright and sends her bo staff spinning and suddenly stops it quivering before her as her eyes glitter with a predatory fire and adds
"I am no one's piece of ass for hire and would thank you to never compare me to such

She sets the but of her Bo on the rooftop her expression shifting to a simple amused smile.
"Now if it's to the buses you'd like to get then I'd suggest a distraction group draw the Horrors away from them.
I know the school grounds better than the maintaince staff and wouldn't mind a chance to help everyone escape Hiro says finishing with an excited giggle

Itoe let out a small snort as she watched the three bicker about decency. "Leaving is currently what's important, now that she's clothed let's focus." She stared down at Jake and nudged him with the tip of her shoe, just to make sure he was paying attention. "We're lucky, most soldiers probably haven't survived as long as us."

"Anywho," She placed her hands on her hips and began counting how many people were here. "Who's willing to go on a slight suicide mission and distract the hungry masses of flesh?" The girl stared over the edge of the roof, "Who knows how long we have until they start heading inside the school. Ahem," Itoe cleared her throat and rolled up the sleeves of her uniform, "Any willing and able bodies?"

"wanna use the cars here to make a mad dash for the Bus?" Sinopa said as quietly as she could. She started to edge toward one of the cars. It would give them better protection from the zombies. If they made it to the bus they would have a better chance at finding other survivors.

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Sinopa said as quietly as she could. She started to edge toward one of the cars. It would give them better protection from the zombies. If they made it to the bus they would have a better chance at finding other survivors.

That's all we really can do but you need to be in the back and when I say so you jump for the bus, and I'll lead the zombies away" he said softly thinking about using the car she was looking at to try and use myself as a decoy, maybe if Angelo mad a decoy of himself he will attract attention fire some survivors as well

Yami narrowed his eyes at the girl, standing up from his rope-ladder and fixing her with an angry glare. "You really do not want to start with me. I'm dealing with a lot of internal stress right now, and I'd really like to crack open a girl's skull." Once he finished the rather...disturbing response, Yami turned away and grinned into the distance, staring out at the buses. "Let's go, Nakamura." He crouched down, tightening the muscles in his legs, whilst reaching into his pocket and grabbing his combat knife. The blade still had dried blood on it, so, not wanting to become a cannibal quite yet, Yami gripped the handle between his teeth and leaped off of his feet like springs.

"MMMPH!" The jump caused him to go flying off the edge, and on his way down Yami grabbed onto the rope, swinging around before finally letting go a few feet above the ground. As he fell, he wrapped his legs around the closest zombie's neck, the momentum of his fall allowing him to completely snap it half-way off as he landed. Ignoring the blood that coated his calves, Yami leaped up and spat his knife into his right hand, jerking it brutally through the second zombie's head. Another jerk caused a heavy spurt of blood to fly through the air, and Yami lunged forward once more, clotheslining two zombies and jumping, once more, into the air. His boots came down hard, crushing the two zombie's head like rotten tomatoes. The fourth, and last zombie that was close to the rope, lunged forward, tackling the boy onto the ground, but Yami was ready. He twisted his body around, ignoring the undead's useless attempts at bites, and began pummeling it's face with a scarred fist, not even pausing when he felt it's fore-head burst open.

"Don't trip. That shit's cheesy." He called back to Nakamura, stopping his brutal assault on the corpse. Panting, Yami stood up and made a fast dash for the bus, darting in between zombies and ignoring their clawed, groping hands.

Jake just stared at the group... More people joined and yet he coudn't tell them his plan... He was too scared for them, their appearance was overwhelming for him, as was the groups size... He wasnt used to have to many people around him so he just nodded... Nothing more nothing less... After his nod, he just blankly stared at the ground. Not to get to many attention on him, aldo it would be hard to get noticed in a world where there is death around every corner...
As the guy descended, Jake could only look with his mouth open, the guy was swift and deadly... Jake placed his notebook back in the pouch, as he replaced his glasses on his nose, he was scared... He didn't wanted to die... And he woudn't mind being rescued, even if it would be a girl... He was a whimp... A pathetic whimp...
What use would he be to a group, when all he had was his brains...
He just blindly followed the others, almost like a robot... His movements weren't his own, aldo he kept his eyes open, for new clues to these Stalkers.

"There he goes playing Rambo..." Nakamura nervously looked onwards as Yami fought through the horde towards the buses. Sure, it was easy for big bad Yami to power through the undead, but Nakamura had the muscle-mass of an ant and the courage of a mouse. He gazed out into the courtyard, calculating the best path possible through the horde. Nakamura couldn't dilly-dally for too long, though, as he needed to catch up to the sprinting Yami.

Nakamura grabbed the rope and shot one last look at the group. He gave everyone a weak wave and an even weaker smile. "Welp, he began with a slight crack in his voice. "Guess it's time to go grab that bus. I'd suggest you sit tight, a big group would mean a bigger target, and I don't think I wanna see anyone here get killed just yet. We'll be back in a jiffy, so goodbye... Nakamura slid down the rope, the rough material burning his skin.

As soon as he landed, a zombie shuffled his way and lunged. Nakamura stood his ground and extended the pocket knife's blade, jabbing it through the corpse's eye and reaching it's brain, presumably killing it. Groaning, Nakamura unsheathed the small blade from the zombie's eyes and grimaced at the now crimson blade. Nakamura then sidestepped another lunging zombie, then pushed him into a another one knocking them both down. Thank god these guys are bumbling idiots. Imagine if these creeps were runners... Nakamura continued to sprint forward while forcibly shoving zombies aside. The stench was horrid, so terrible in fact that it caused Nakamura's eyes to tear up. Finally, he managed to catch a break in the crowd and was soon on Yami's trail.

"sounds like a good idea," Sinopa responded. She hoped that they would find more people. She didn't want to have to fight with only one other person. It didn't seem very safe button Angelo's plan sounded like would work.

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Sinopa responded. She hoped that they would find more people. She didn't want to have to fight with only one other person. It didn't seem very safe button Angelo's plan sounded like would work.

Angelo sighed loudly before he nodded and he went to a truck nearby and he broke the window opening the door as the alarm went off and he grabbed the spare keys in the glove compartment as he turned the car on "if they don't know we're here they do now let's go!" Angelo told her starting the engine

Itoe remained on the roof, for now she had a time to relax while the others brought the bus. She crossed her legs and leaned back, placing both of her hands behind her to support her body. "Now we have an actual breather because we all know now that we might actually make it out alive." She turned her head to stare at Hiro, then at Jake, who apparently looked like a baby that had just pissed itself. "You okay? Do you need moral support?" The girl called out to him. "We're somewhat safe now. Though they may look like psychopaths, but they are all we got."

She shrugged and turned her head back, a small sigh managed to escape her lips. Itoe wouldn't call herself strong, this cool act of hers was a facade, an act to keep her spirits up when in reality she was frightened. Itoe was a teenager after all, reckless and vain.

"Ugh..." The girl grunted and stared out onto the courtyard.

Yami narrowed his eyes, an eager, *slightly* psychotic grin stretching over his tanned features. The bus was right in his sights - a side effect of the Tunnel Vision he was experiencing in that moment. He had ran through the horde with surprising agility and care, shoving away zombie after zombie before they could latch onto his body....and so far, it was working. They had great strength - probably because they couldn't feel pain and shit, but Yami had a similar gift. He felt the pain...but he didn't really care.

A small snarl worked it's way out of his throat as Yami vaulted over a feasting zombie, his natural gag reflex pulsing slightly at the gruesome scene. However, the bus was only a few feet away, and a quick glance behind him showed that Nakamura was only a small ways behind. Great. Yami pressed on, skidding to a stop on the gravel sidewalk once he made it to the surprisingly grand yellow Charter Bus. "We've got this on check, bro." He called out to Nakamura, staring into the glass doors of the bus before bringing his feet back, and...

*CRACK*

The glass exploded into millions of tiny shards, and Yami dashed into the bus, ignoring the rips as his muscle shirt and leather jacket was ripped into shreds. His eyes glanced over the interior of the bus. Other than a zombie being strapped to the driver's seat, moaning and groaning, it was empty. Sadly. The teenager climbed the stairs, unsheathing his CQC blade and smirking at the zombie. "Deadddd." He dragged the word out, placing the blade between his knuckles and punching the hell out of the zombie's face. Two explosive jabs to the forehead quickly silenced the bleeding mess, and Yami tore off the belt buckle, tossing the zombie corpse behind him, and off of the bus.

"Let's get started..."

He crouched, quickly yanking open the console under the bus's steering wheel. A bunch of wires popped out - red, blue, green, and yellow, and past experiences guided his hands. Yami unplugged the red cord, causing a bunch of sparks to fly out from the system. Ignoring the shock, he jammed the cord into the blue wire and punched the tangled mess, causing the bus to suddenly roar as it started up.

"Come on Nakamura!" Yami yelled out the door, his attention diverting to a student who started a small car near the school's garage. What was the point of that...?

Hiro holds her temper

Hiro Giggled when she heard the Ice Queen second her suggestion of making a distraction. She couldn't explain why but suddenly she felt as if she could do anything and survive.

"You really do not want to start with me. I'm dealing with a lot of internal stress right now, and I'd really like to crack open a girl's skull." Hiro was so tempted to verbally and if necessary show him with her Bo who'd crack skulls but before she could the boy was over the side and she didn't see a point in it.

"Great Idea Itoe but it seems as if the boys want to use brute force.
Now I suppose it's up to us to figure a way to get everyone on the ground" says Hiro to the Queen

Hiro heads towards the stairwell an stops just outside the door.
Swinging her Mop handle Bo Staff she shatters the glass on the firehose case
"We can use this if it works to knock any of the Dead boys back down the stairs. If it's lost pressure we can use it as a secondary rope an take the risky way down to the ground."

Howlite remained silent and allowed the two of the other boys to comply with their plan, containing the urge to join them down the rope as they sprinted for the buses. Despite being a knucklehead upon his first impression, Yami was actually smart to some degree. He knew that Ren would've argued that Yami was just as suicidal as the rest of the kids who tried to escape on foot, but as he watched Yami and Nakamura reach the buses, he was confident that they would survive.

That is, until a shattering noise came from the emergency fire entrance to the roof, causing Howlite to wheel around with his blood-covered protractor still held like a brass knuckle in his right hand. He had thought that the zombies finally discovered the emergency exit, but it was only the one girl who was... revealing. He would make no further comments of the matter, his attention diverting to the now-shattered glass window of the door.

"What the hell did you just do?" Ren cringed, falling onto his backside as his hand tightened around the bleeding wound on his arm. We need to get that treated soon.

"Uh... why did you break the glass?" Howlite questioned in a suspicious manner, eyeing the girl down. "When the zombies get up here, that could've held them back for an extra second or two. Those seconds matter."

Ren sighed, mumbling under his breath. "No wonder why a lot of women are subjectively useless in zombie movies."

"When Yami and Nakamura get the bus nearby, we can use the rope to climb down to the top hatch of the bus," Howlite explained. "Then we can get out of here. Safely."

Nakamura covered his head to protect himself from the falling glass as he entered through the bus' doorway. "Thanks for opening the door, Yami," Nakamura quipped as he took the helm at the driver's seat. "Really, you're a real gentleman. Now to go for a spin..." Nakamura stepped on the gas to rev the engine, and then fiddled with the knob that appeared to be the gear shift. He shoved the stick upwards, hoping that it put the bus in drive. A quick test, however, told him that it put it in reverse. Well shit... he thought as several zombies were now attempting to make their way on board. One zombie lurched forward, falling onto the steps of the bus and his lower body had a shard of glass spear right through him. Time to get a move on...

Nakamura started to sweat and his hands started to shake as he fumbled the gear shift in hopes of finding the drive. Finally, he found it, and he wooped as the bus sprang forward. The zombie stuck in the doorway was promptly ripped in half as the bus rounded a circle to head towards the school. Nakamura was now presented a new problem: The horde of zombies he had to drive through in order to reach the school. Gulping, Nakamura flipped on the windshield wipers. "Time to part the Red Sea, Yami." Nakamura floored it, and rows of zombies flipped onto the windshield and rolled off the side, with blood and body parts splattering onto the windshield with every second passing. The windshield wiper surprisingly did a good job of containing the mess that was on the windows, and Nakamura could see that he was close to the building.

Nakamura halted the bus with a screech about two feet away from the window. He honked the horn three times to get the party's attention and leaned over to wave to them.

"All aboard kids, it's time to go home!" Nakamura yelled as he noticed a dozen zombies shuffling towards the bus. And hurry the hell up, would you!?

Sinopa got into the car. She looked ahead and saw other students coming down from the roof. Oh my gosh, are they crazy? Sinopa wondered as Angelo started up the car. The zombies started heading to the car.

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Sinopa got into the car. She looked ahead and saw other students coming down from the roof. Sinopa wondered as Angelo started up the car. The zombies started heading to the car.

Alright let's go!" Angelo said as he rammed the car through the garage gate and running over the zombies blocking the path to the buses hoping that someone will benefit from it as Angelo made sure to use all the speed Angelo could till he got closer to the bus then he used the emergency break then he jumped out of the car and said "get in the bus!" He told her since he wanted to make sure she got in before he could as he saw some people jumping from the roof and he called out "hurry! We can't hold then forever!"

"There's our ride. I think your plan won't be needed now, I suppose." Itoe stood up and placed both of her hands on the rope then began to shimmy down with both feet planted on the walls. When she got close enough to the bus, she let go, landing on top with a thud. She opened the lid of the safety hatch and slipped inside the bus. "Let's make this quick and easy." The girl muttered as she fixed her uniform.

Itoe decided to grip onto the handles of the bus instead of sitting in a bus seat, leaving it open for the more tired and weak students.

A light cringe began to form on her face as she noticed that the undead crowded around the bus and practically pressed against the window. At any moment, they could just barge in. "Jesus Christ..." Itoe muttered as she stared at their soulless faces, their eyes were blind and devoid of life. It was honestly a frightening sight.

Aldo Jake his plan wasn't needed, it kind of already was set in motion by the others without telling them. His plan was supposed to bring one of the busses here but instead of making quite allot of sound, his plan was to stay hidden...
As the girl stood up, he glanced at her, was she serious about going down there?! He kept staring at her as she went down the rope... Jake wans't strong enough to truelly hold onto something like that, but he had to try if he wanted to life longer!
Jake stood up as his legs were quite shacking... He could barelly move, but ordered his body to walk towards the rope! he had to get down there! He had to be his own hero for once!
Jake grabbed the rope, looked down and started to climb down, slowly but steady... His hands became sweaty as he descended... But he had to keep holding on! He had to get inside that bus!
Once his distance from him and the bus was at an minimum, he would let go of the rope, get inside the bus and find a safe spot... He was at his limit for today, he had seen to much! He coudn't take it anymore or he would snap!
As he got into a corner, he sat down and took out his notebook and started to keep an eye out for information... He coudn't be useless... He had to get stronger... He had to get usefull... He... He had to change!

Sinopa hopped out of the car, and ran to the bus. She got inside and noticed the other students inside. Good, more survivors, Sinopa thought. Now she didn't have to worry about she and Angelo's lack of strength. Finally something had gone right.

Angelo watched the woman take the wheel and he used his makeshift spear to jerk the zombies away from the door. He knew their had to be more then just her as he counted his kills "100 points, 75 points, instakill 150 points" he kept telling himself going what he would now call game mode as he juror the zombies away from the bus