Smashing his hammer into the throat of another straggler to stop it in its tracks then followed with another swing at the head, taking it out. The hammer was cracked in places from all using it on the various zombies, a clear sign he would have to get a new weapon soon.

Heading down the hallway, towards the large double doors of the cafeteria when his leg bumped into a trashcan and knocked it over. The loud, metallic thud echoed down the hallways to break the silence and moments later Kenny would hear loud growls coming from end of the hall behind him. He turned his head to see a mass of them coming, likely attracted by the sound and cursed inwardly at himself before running the last stretch before skidding to a halt, nearly running into the door.

A lock..a fucking lock! Of course there was a lock and with a big group of those rotting growlers. Gripping the hammer tightly with both hands and brought it down hard on the lock, which let out a loud clang, the metal shaking his hands. The impact hurting his fingers, but compared to what was coming from behind and smashed the hammer against the lock then again. It took two more before finally breaking it and the chain free and just in time as the zombies were more than halfway down the hallway now.

The hammer was on hte verge of breaking at this point and saw no point to keeping it. With the growlers looming ever closer, he turned and threw it at the foremost to have it stumble back into those behind it. Doing so to stop and slow them down as he burst into the cafeteria to find it empty, luckily the door opened outward than inward so the zombies wouldn't be able to just open it, though with their numbers would eventually break it down. Knowing this as Kenny ran to the nearest table then dragged it over to flip it on its side and rammed ita gainst the door. He was panting by this point, but couldn't stop yet and moved to grab any garbage cans full with trash and set it against the wall to set a blockade.

Slumping down at a table near the center of the cafeteria, grateful at the chance to catch his breath and looked around the large, empty room. Unable to help but think how eerie it was to see it so empty and quiet like this.

Akane continued to follow behind Utaho, keeping herself calm while hoping to avoid and dodge the many enemies the group was up against, however she still found herself whacking her weapon against the craniums of a few more infected despite this. 'Damn girl. Couldn't just keep quiet... Just had to open her loud mouth to make things worse for the rest of us.' Akane shot a quick glare at the blonde one, annoyed by the fact that her loud mouth caused more infected to swam the group, making it even harder to dodge them.

A voice from behind Akane alerted her. 'The glasses boy decided to follow.' Akane had no qualms with this kid, and so kept tabs on his position to try and make sure that none of the infected passed her that headed towards him. It was unnatural for Akane to act this way, but at the same time she wasn't completely heartless, this was one of those things that seemed right to do at the time... although she wasn't going to throw her life away to save the kid any time soon.

Kurisa began making his way down the stairs, in which Akane immediately followed, completely ignoring the positions of the others and pinning her mind on Kurisa only. Eventually she made it back downstairs while trailing behind him, which seemed to be alot more clearer than upstairs, to Akane's mild relief. 'I should of stayed hidden down her- No, I made the right choice, I wouldn't of found out the information I've gathered by hiding.' Continuing to follow Kurisa, Akane felt that the end of being trapped in this horrid school was nearing... however the outside was most likely going to be worse than in here.

Pipe-Wrench
Hits Used: 5
Hits Left: 6
Throw-able: Could be.

Jason looked blankly down at the shorter girl, or, more specifically, the knife currently being pressed against his throat. Giving her a dismissive, 'Gtfo of my face' look, he blandly pushed the knife away by the blade, turning dark black eyes to the shorter Japanese teenager that mentioned America twice, in what seemed to be an insulting manner. Oh great...he was one of those Japanese. But...leaving his machete? Like Hell he was going to give it to strangers...it was sharp and useful, so he wasn't going to risk it being stolen. "Yeah, hold on." Jason frowned, turning around and kneeling beside the door. Finding a bush, he carefully slide the machete inside of the bristles, until it was completely hidden, before standing and stretching his arms to the side.

He glanced down as the puppy headbutted his leg, an eyebrow raised slightly in amusement, before his face returned to it's normal expression - lips neutrally frowning, and eyebrows naturally narrowed. He walked into the home - he had complied, didn't he? - and glanced around once. He hadn't been in a Japanese home yet, and as he glanced around, Jason allowed a small, unnoticeable smirk to form on his face. It was just how he expected it to look, from some manga or something. Funny how small the world was. Turning back around, he gave the Japanese teenager another glance. Black hair, slightly narrowed eyes, rather short - he should really get used to Japanese heights, and then he turned his eyes to the spitfire that decided to point a knife at him for asking for food. Geez Louise...

"Name's Jason." He finally said, collapsing back on a love-seat and stretching his neck. "Fuckin' zombies..." It was a murmured groan, since there were children in the room - teenaged kids, but children nonetheless.

Megumi furrowed in eyebrows in frustration as the Americunt let himself in. She clenched the handle of her knife and closed the front door. "The white man strikes again..." She hissed under her breath, closing her eyes as she calmed herself down. "What next; Slavery? Misogyny? Meninism? Americans always bring such bad luck..."

She slipped her knife back into her duffel back and shambled back over to the couch where she relaxed, yet kept a close eye on the shady looking fellow that so happened to cross paths with them. Out of all of the possible houses, it had to be this one? Megumi ran her fingers through her red hair, her hand pushed back individual wisps that managed to break free from the straight segments of hair that defined her bangs. "Your people surely are troublesome, what with your pointy noses and cracker skin." And it wouldn't have hurt to be a little more discreet, maybe she wouldn't have lashed out when Extra Olive Oil decided to be frank and disrespectful.

The cafeteria was empty and quiet, other than the thumping from the boarded up door from the zombies knocking against it. Kenny looked to the doors set on the far left wall that lead outside then looked ahead to see the kitchen which would likely have some food and knives he could use as weapons.

Feeling he had rested enough and got up from the table then made his way into the kitchen with no one around as to be expected. He saw some pans and bowls knocked over; likely knocked over by the cooks in their haste to get out. Scanning the room over briefly before going over to the rack with folded towels and grabbed a couple then rolled it flat on the table, having to push bowls and pots out of the way as they cluttered onto the floor. Taking this chance to grab multiple kitchen knives along with some spoons and forks and set them on the towel then folded it up and placed it into his backpack. Next, he would grab some bottles of water and food that could easily be eaten but wouldn't spoil quickly and rolled that up into another towel before placing it into the bag which was looking bloated, just about full now. This was as much as he could carry as he placed two more towels in the bag then closed it up and strapped it to his back with a grunt, not too heavy and the towels prevented any clinking.

Noticing a meat cleaver resting on a cutting board and grabbed it then gave a few practice swings. Feeling satisified that he had what he needed and some weapon and was finally ready to get out and away from the school. Leaving the kitchen to head straight for the side doors, but stopped just before opening it to glance back through the cafeteria thinking how this would be the last time coming to this school and the place Reiko died. He let out a sigh with a shake of his head then pushed the door open to walk outside.

weapons: meat cleaver, paper cutter
hits used: none
Hits left: 10, 10

The man did leave it outside, so he could let his intrusion slide. Not like he could call the cops anyway, what surprised him most was Megumi's racial ramblings. While he would say his was more of a joke than insult. She went full on racist. Shocked she didn't mention the pearl harbor thing. So as the man sat down and introduced himself, proving he was indeed an american, while Megumi continued her racist speech. Aki simply looked at him before picking up the puppy. "Aki Okumura. So any reason you came to my house besides food?" he asked when Noa came back out of her room and looked around. First at Aki then Megumi and then the other male. However her gaze at him was prolonged as her jaw slightly opened.

She would then sit on the couch and stare at him as Aki would stare at his sister before face palming. As a brother, he already knew that she was going through her "I like bad boys" phase. And as an older brother, he would for damn sure kill him before he even said she was adorable. Yet then his older brother would come out with his ds which was broken, and a look that just said "Whoops" Aki felt slightly more hurt that his ds was broken than the fact his sister was eyeing up the stranger.