Angelo moved to the nurses station up on another floor and now while his adrenaline was finally going down Angelo began thinking about what to take with him when he got their. Angelo quietly walked knowing his fire extinguisher was covered in the zombie blood at this point and if it weren't for the handle Angelo may have dropped it. As Angelo walked he saw the nurses station only had two people inside while one persona and one zombie clawing throw to get to the girl. Angelo may be trying to gain supplies for the fight of his life but he was still a human being and damn it he wasn't going to let someone die because it was convenient so Angelo walked up behind the zombie and bashed the skull in. Already Angelo has lost count of how many of those things he killed and right now wasn't the time to mourn them. The girl fainted or passed out on or the other so Angelo took this chance and grabbed a first aid kid plus a box for him to carry all the supplies in. Angelo saw their were a few scalpels in the nurses station as well so he decided to grab those and he got some tape then one of the steel beams used for an iv drip and he put the two together to make a makeshift spear. It was better then the slipping fire extinguisher that he was carrying already at least...

@Raining

Watching as the zombies brains splatted a cross the ground, she cringed a little then watched as Delilah just brushed it off. Video Game......its a Video Game she kept saying in her head as she looked around. The sports room had one door leading to it from the inside then a garage door leading outside. She started running down the hall to where she remembered it being. "We can grab the equipment we need then w-we can get outside and find a car, you know how to drive?" She spoke as she ran, finding the door in a empty part of the hall, the zombies hadn't gotten there yet. Which mean no one else was here being chased here.

It was locked so she raised the pipe and slammed it down on the door knob, it broke off and the door flew open. She pulled Delilah inside and closed it behind them, pushed a metal cage of basketballs in front of the door. Running around the room looking for weapons, she found a large metal bat for softball. Swinging it a little to see how heavy it was, it could easily take of the head of a zombie in a few blows.

Kaito

Seeing as Kazuto refused his offer, he could only slightly frown but then shrugs it off nonchalantly.
"So what's the plan?" he asked both of them at the same time.

Checking the vitality of his weapon, it's still in decent shapte so he decides to use what he's comfortable with.
"What are we going to do about Bone-, Harvey over there, he's been out of it for a bit now. If need be, can you carry him over your shoulders Aura?" asked Kaito, lightly shrugging. "I would do it, but I think Kazuto would need all the help he can get, those things are pretty dangerous."

Taking of his battle-damaged Kendo garb, he puts on his normal school uniform. He also grabs a roll of Medicinal bandages and rolls it over his upper right arm that was scratched by a one of those things earlier, "You can never be too safe." he whispered to himself.

"Let's try snapping him back to reality before we do go, but if we need too, Aura might need to carry him over her shoulders." he uttered out loud, and did a final check on his bag.

Then he finally remembered something,
"I need to quick grab my Katana that's at home too, can't leave without it."

Tires screeching, Alex smiled. Damn this was a good car. Whatever his upperclassman had done to it, it handled rather nicely, despite appearing as a stock car. Engaging the wipers now, as the blood from the dead that strayed too close was starting to impair his line of sight, his reverie was shattered as his phone shook. Keeping on hand steady on the wheel, he reached down to look at the screen. Unknown Caller Id. Odd. Pressing the green button, he lifted the phone to his ear.

"Sasha, thank goodness you're alright!", a female voice rang through the speaker, relief evident in the voice.

"Ana, calm down, of course I'm alright, what did you expect?"
"There has been rumors swirling around, the rest of us are loaded way too heavily. Something is happening, but the higher ups aren't explaining."
"Higher-ups...? Wait, did Uncle drag you into it?!"
"Stay on topic!"
"Sorry, sorry. Yes I'm alright. It's...kinda hard to explain what's going on..."
"Did you get hurt?"
"No, no, I'm alright. How about on your end? Are you and Rin alright?"
"Of cours-ah! Looks like time is up! Got to go for now! Stay in contact!"

Alex pocketed his phone once again, before sighing. It was just like on of those stories people write, with the undead rising. But, every undead story seem to have some kind of source. So what could this one be?

Aura nodded, realizing that indeed the other boy never did start talking. It seemed he had fallen into shell-shock, likely because of the sudden zombie apocalypse. In all honesty, she could really understand it, indeed it was only her uncle's training that kept her going at the moment. However, she also knew that she wasn't the queen of strength, so that would slow her down even more. Though, she really had no choice in order to facilitate the survival of the group, so she'd do what she had to do. She nodded to him, slowly pulling herself together from the emotional breakdown she had just accidentally caused. She needed to be strong for the group right now as the tactician, so she'd have to keep herself pulled together for the sake of the group, and for her own sake. She sighed slightly and nodded then, saying to the other boy "Yeah, I can carry him, but I'll be pretty slow. I'm very physically fit for an intellectual, but I'm still not as fit as either of you most likely."

Looking down, she noted that she had received a text from Alex. He warned her that they would be heading towards the student parking lot and to avoid her. Knowing him, he'd done something stupid to draw all the attention of the zombies there. She sighed at this, as she didn't want Alex to get hurt as one of her treasured friends. She shot a text back reading "Be careful, meet me at my house k?" To this she attached her address and nodded, mumbling "Let's do it then."

Harvey Estabraq

"LOOK OUT IT'S A GRENADE!" The abrupt statement caused his brain to shift into defensive gears as the brunette jolted from his mental transcension. The boy refocused his vision only to see an unfamiliar girl in front of him, along with a couple of grey, bloodied bodies shambling towards the group. Confused, he searched his blurry memory as he vaguely considered the fact that Kaito had put in the effort to bring him out of the auditorium as a crescendo of screams erupted from whatever he simply could not recall... he also remembered the kendo fanatic addressing the girl as "Aura". Harvey paid close attention to the other mangled students who were trying to make an effort to walk towards them, moaning in the process. They were obviously not in the right mind, Harvey concluded as he watched the string of saliva drip down one's jawline. Instantly, everything clicked into place.

Keep it together, Harvey.

"Let go of me, Kaito." Harvey wriggled out of the bruised boy's grasp as soon as he and the girl were done talking. He straightened himself, patting down his paint-encrusted apron. Rethinking his decision, he untied the strings from the back and folded the apron down into a small square, stuffing it into his pocket for later use. "Sorry for the trouble everyone, but I think I'm done now... It's nice to meet you, Aura. I'm Harvey." The boy scanned their surroundings once more, until he noticed a familiar resource. Hurriedly, he spun around and met face-to-face with a tall door. The supply closet. This was where the Art students had conveniently kept all their supplies. Lifting a leg and placing it near the latch, the artist leaned hard into the kick until the lock gave out and fell onto the floor with a thud. This alerted the walking monstrosities, giving Harvey more reasons to hurry the fuck up. The boy grabbed duct tape and quickly wrapped Kaito's seemingly bruised arm with it, avoiding the elbow area to allow joint movement. "Stiff arm movements will be fine for a katana user, right?" he chuckled lightly. The duct tape would take a LOT of effort for humans to do any significant damage, providing a little armor for the time being.

Turning back to the supply closet, he scanned the small space for anything that could be used as a makeshift weapon. A metal glint in the light gave him an idea, as he grabbed two long, metal board rulers with a considerably sharp edge to them, passing one over to Aura. "There are whetstones in the back, use it when the ruler gets too blunt to cut through. I'll go with Kaito to grab his katana real quick, you stay here with... uhm-" he looked behind her to see a vibrant, orange-haired boy who seemed to be half dazed... and half-naked. "...him?" Harvey smiled. "Take care of yourself please! Oh and, here's the rest of the duct tape!" Harvey yelled as he tossed the roll to Aura.

"Let's make this quick?" he passed the metal ruler to Kaito. Time was one valuable resource they could not afford to waste.

Miki drove towards the school proper hoping to see at least someone she knew and on her way saw two girls being chased by about six horrors. Making a quick decision she aimed the little loader at the shambling pack and ran them all down ignoring the bouncing as she rolled over former students. Pivoting the loader she accidently knocked over a lamp post she hadn't seen which startled her briefly before seeing a large pack of horrors chasing someone towards the athletics fields.

Shouting "Banzai!" She shoved the joysticks forward charging the enemy at about 10 mph if you could call it charging. The horrors turned as a group towards the noisy little machine making Miki's task of extermination easy as she plowed through the middle of them. It was a scene of carnage worthy of the best gore flick out as she drove in circles chasing the horrors that tried to chase her.

That group finished she headed back up the hill and as she topped the crest saw some students get caught by the horrors an taken down so in revenge she drove into that mass as well crushing the enemy once more. Stopping the machine she checked the fuel cylinder an saw it read half full which meant what in terms of range she didn't know. She was just getting the hang of driving the little monster as she'd begun thinking of the loader but knew she was still an amateur.

"What to do now?" She asked herself as she began trundlling along looking for inspiration or trouble an that's when she remembered the keys in her purse so she stopped once more and began going through them. Among the keys she found the keys to the sports vans and thought if she only knew how to drive a van. Well maybe she could find someone who could if she headed towards the parking lot so she turned knocking the legs off at the knees of two horrors she'd be ignoring as they shambled towards her.

Miki drove to the side of the school where the Vans were parked an was stunned by the size of the crowd of horrors that had assembled there to catch others who'd thought of trying to make it to the Vans. There were 100s of them and Miki could see some living students on top of a walkway awning looking down at her with various expressions.

Miki decided the only thing she could do to help was clear the way and that's when she discovered that the horrors liked to chase her. Maybe it was the noise or it was the movement Miki didn't know but it was something she could use to help those trapped on the awning so she smashed a few of the horrors and took off for the back of the school leading them away.

Once she was a sufficient distance away Miki spun 180 degrees and headed back to the Vans about 100 feet ahead of the pack. She stopped under the awning and opened the door leaning out and screaming "Here are the Keys to Van number 6 I'll lead them away while you get down and escape." She threw the keys up on the awning an slammed the door shut and turned on the pack of horrors driving into them an scattering them like bowling pins.

She didn't know how long she had before she'd be forced to abandon the little monster but she knew she'd have to. Where would she go her apartment was an option but it was a useless option except for clothes and she knew that as things looked at present clothing wasn't a serious survival need. No she needed transportation, water, food and most important people because when exhaustion finally hit she'd need someone to watch over her safety.

@Evil Snowman

Glancing at her he kept silent for a bit before shaking his head. "If I do, its farther away than us. Since all I hear is screaming. But yeah, I agree on getting out of here. But do you mind if we drop by my house when we get out? I do have younger siblings that I want to make sure are alright. Those little tikes are probably scared crapless.... Or they think this is awesome." Teiji said shrugging as he waited for Anselma to finish, before opening the door to see it empty luckily. "Okay so now all we got to do is get out find something to drive and we are home free." Teiji said this as though it were a simple manner. He would lead them down the hall where one zombie would come shambling around the corner, in which Teiji held out the wooden spear holding it back and saw it was a teacher. "Is violent to others huh?" Yu spoke befroe kicking it back then ramming the spear through it's skull. "Maybe a little." Teiji mumbled pulling the spear out and continued down the hallway.

"No, I don't know how to drive worth shit. I think? I never drove a car before, man I should've though! But don't worry, I'll get us both out alive." Delilah grumbled as she stood around the sports room. She waited for Beatrix to gather whatever she needed, and while she did that, the girl traded out her broom for a baseball bat as well. She held the metal rod in both hands and nodded with satisfaction as she could see the quality with power. "Ohoho, hell yeah!"

"Whoa whoa... Wait..." From outside, the tall blonde could hear footsteps... Of some sort? She pushed the cart aside and opened the door to the room. "Holy fuck, it's some kid and two random girls." Well, what an odd series of events. "Yo shit, I'm sorry, I'm bad with names and all of that." Delilah tried to be friendly with them, well. She was trying. If it meant her and Beatrix's survival, she'd better make some friends. "Mind if me and my little lady friend here tag along?"

She cleared her throat and swung her baseball bat around nonchalantly. Now that she thought about it, her manners were subpar, and the way she had spoken to them sounded rather... Poorly executed.

Consistently shifting of the hand brake, keeping the car in a tight spin, the improper usage of the vehicle leaving the parking lot covered in tire tracks. Alex was just beginning to fall into a pattern, when the loud sound of a tire blowing out was heard, along with the car jolting to the side, before slamming into another parked vehicle.

"дерьмо"

Muttering one word in Russian, the boy glanced around quickly. While the dead have been swung off multiple times from the centrifugal force of the car's spins, they were getting right back up. Swearing again, he looked into the bag, before pulling out the blow torch, and searching for the valve at the side of the nozzle. Decreasing the amount of gas released, but increasing the width of the choke, allowing for a longer but cooled jet of fire instead of the usual short, melting hot flame. Quickly unlocking the door, he stumbled out, before running back towards the garage.

Letting loose with small bursts of flames towards the heads of the dead that shambled towards him, Alex bolted inside, and grabbed a welding helmet, mentally sighing that the arc welder was too heavy and cumbersome to bring along. Wearing the helmet, he quickly crossed to the door leading to the hallway, and opened it, only for one of them to be standing right there. Without time to depress the switch, Alex did the first thing that came to mind. He swung the blow torch, crushing the head between the tank and the door frame.

Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed the other undead were headed this way as well, seemingly drawn by the sounds of his footsteps. Swearing softly to himself once more, he hurried into the school, shutting the door behind him. "Now...time to find others to stick with." Although he tried his best, walking silently was not his specialty, despite how hard he tried to keep his footfalls light. Probably due to carrying the tanks inside his backpack. At least, that's the excuse he came up with.

Glancing around, he noticed that, although there were a few stragglers meandering in the halls, it seemed his plan worked, and had drawn most of the horde away. However, before he could stay too long, a thud could be heard from the door that he had just came from. Looks like time was running out. "забей на это дерьмо" Hurrying down the hall, he swung the blowtorch multiple times, making sure to down every single one of them that could pose a danger to him this moment, along with the fond 'double tapping', bashing in each and every head to make sure they were dead.

Katia
Hearing Teiji couldn’t hear anything in the halls made Katia feel a little relieved that there was not a horde of those things on the other side of the door just waiting to munch on their tasty flesh. It was then Teiji asked if she would mind if they dropped by his place to check on his younger siblings.
“That’s okay, I’d want to do the same in your place.” she stated nodding once to show her agreement to his request, not that she’d of said no anyway. Still she found it slightly amusing that his young siblings would find something like this awesome.
“Why would they think this is awesome?” Katia asked unable to keep her curiosity in check. It was then Katia thought of her own family back in England. She hoped they were okay but if this plague of undead was also in her homeland she was very much aware they might very much be amongst the growing ranks of the undead. It bothered that might be the case and she couldn’t even found out. She thought knew this was not the time to dwell on such things if she wanted and doing so now would only distract her and may result in her death at hands of these things. Pushing the thoughts of her family out of her mind felt ashamed of herself for what her mother would call a heartless act.

Katia followed Teiji out of the room sticking to him closely keeping an eye oh on things behind them which luckily for the moment was all quite as it seemed the undead where busy of chasing someone else down. Still it didn’t mean she could take it easy she had seen they did to people they got a hold of and there was no way she was going to die like that. Watching Teiji dispose of what was once a teacher Katia was quick to notice it was once the art teacher the very same one she helped no less the a couple or hours ago. But that didn’t matter she had become one of them even if Katia had liked her when she was alive. As Teiji killed the art teacher she couldn’t help but notice what he said and wondered if what he had found in his school record bothered him but before she had the chance to ask two girls had come out of a nearby room.

The blonde girl spoke before Katia had a chance to finding the way she spoke to be little crude but Katia was willing to overlook it to have some extra people around.
“I have no issue with you coming with us for now. There is strength in numbers. The name is Katia and the other girl is Anselma and the boy is Teiji.”Katia stated looking around as she spoke feeling a little paranoid something that was once her former peer would jump out and attack her.

Kazuto rose an eyebrow, throwing his black blazer on, although he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, exposing his bandaged arms and hands; more agility this way. "We should all head out now." he replied to the formerly shocked boy, his normally scowling face a bit more tense as he heard the sound of groans, outside of the steel, crimson doors. Rotating his axe-hand, Kazuto narrowed his amber eyes, pressing his back against the door, while he used his free, left hand to unlock the door and grip the knob. "I have the staff's keys; We can head out the back fire-exit. There's a faculty parking lot there, with the buses..."

This was quite more than he usually spoke, but he had to hurry, for his sister's sake. This was no time for staying silent and simply following along out of boredom. "One...two...three." Sharply, Kazuto turned the knob, while slamming outwards with a broad shoulder. The steel door slammed out of the entrance way, cracking open the head of three zombies that had been leaning and groaning against the doors. Without hesitation, Kazuto turned his determined, focused eyes to a nearby zombie. His grip on his axe tightened, and in a flash of red rubber and silver steel, the zombie's head was embedded mid-way into the axe's blade. Smoothly, Kazuto rose his leg and slammed his foot against the zombie's chest, sending it crashing quietly onto it's other dead mates.

"Let's go." He began heading down the hall, the axe's handle now gripped in both fists.

Kaito

Right after finishing his preparation, Kazuto said in a tense voice, "We should all head out now." Kaito simply nodded in agreement and eyed the rest of the people in the room. Everyone's faces seem to be tensed up. "I have the staff's keys; We can head out the back fire-exit. There's a faculty parking lot there, with the buses..." Kazuto says while unlocking the door.

"One...two...three.", Kaito gulped, tensing up more as Kazuto started the countdown. After slamming it open, 3 poor zombified students got caught with all their skulls cracked open, like a watermelon on a summer day. A zombie followed the noise only to be met with an axe to his noggin' "Quick and clean, nice." he says to Kazuto.

"Let's go."
Following the command of Kazuto, he gripped the Bokken harder. a zombie limply, although in a fast pace, was about to bite Kaito. Kaito managing to dodge by a hair's breadth, struck it once to the noggin, but that wasn't enough, the zombie gargling and reaching out for another bite, he stabbed through the eye socket, seemingly stopping it's movement. "These things are tough, that was too close for comfort." he says to himself, running down the desecrate and dead hallway,

"Really odd, I can't hear alot of screaming anymore." he utters, then glances at a window, and sees a black 'thing' fall. "Are... Are those students committing suicide, that's fucking crazy." he stutters out loud but then regains his focus at the task at hand, no one wanted to turn into those things, and Kaito understood that.

Alex continued to slowly walk down the halls, swinging the blowtorch every time he noticed another zombie. Although his grip was tight on the blowtorch, it wasn't due to being scared about the undead, but moreso from swearing audibly. Reason behind those near outbursts were due to studentshitting the ground hard outside. Due to being on the first floor, he could actually seethe blood splatter, sometimes hitting the windows.

Slowly exhaling out his breath that he didn't even notice he was holding, he continued to walk. Reaching the classrooms, he opened the first door. And out comes a zombie, which would've been the end of him if it wasn't for the welding helmet he was wearing, preventing the zombie from gnawing his face.

Swearing, he bent back his knee, before kicking, putting some much needed space between himself and the undead. He waited until the last minute, just before the zombie could grab him, and swing the blowtorch, crushing yet another rotting head. Sighing in relief, he looked over his shoulder, nodding mentally to himself at the empty halls. As his sister had always drilled into his head, 'Where ever it is, always check your six!', it was definitely handy in this situation.

Looking back out the window, he felt grateful somewhat that this happened during school hours. At least daylight illuminated most of the school, although to turn on the main lights one would have to find the mechanical room or boiler room. However, his next plan was not to get the lights turned on, but to retrieve medical supplies.

Continuing forth, he reached the imfirmary. Counting to ten, he opened the door and jumpe back. Thankfully, nothing lunged out after him. Going inside, and closing the door behind him, he looked around. Granted, a school wouldn't carry the supplies that he would prefer to have on hand, but commercial painkillers, rubbing alcohol, and bandages were a nice start.

"Pity there was no razzo or stims, although I guess you find those at the barracks..." Muttering softly to himself, he spun the valve on the blow torch, before getting to work melting the locks on the cabinets.

Sorry but I got all the real stuff" Angelo said as he saw the person going through the stuff he just ransacked, a first aid kit and pill bottles in his pockets. Angelo thought someone might have enough sense to come up and grab medications like him. So Angelo wanted to wait so he could join up with them. Another party of surviving a zombie apocalypse is to always group up with others. Angelo had a make shift spear in case the guy was a hostile to anything so if he tried to take Angelo medications he wouldn't hesitate to put him down. Angelo was not going to die for someone else's greed

Miki didn't know how long that she'd been clearing a path but the interior of the little monster was so hot that her clothes were stuck to her with sweat and she needed water. She thought for a moment about where she could safely get a drink an remembered the concession stand near the ball field. This caused her to stop and search through the keys she had on hand till she found a ring marked Baseball Concession.

When she looked up she saw she was once more surrounded by the horrors so grabbing the controls she spun the little monster in a circle knocking them down then running them over. Once most of those around her were down Miki drove the little monster far from the ball concession stand to lead them from her true goal.

She aimed for a spot where she could jump off and make a run for it and stopped the little monster. She opened the door and climed out just as some guy she didn't know came running towards her knocking her down screaming "OUT OF THE WAY"

He dove into the little monster and almost hit Miki as he erratically drove off. "Good Luck Baka"

She then stood up an ran off towards a nearby building cursing as she realized the idiot hd drove off with her ditch blade. She needed it's reach but knew it was too late now so she just ran drawing one of the machetes she wore on her tool belt.

Miki flew across the grass towards the ball fields her legs a blur. She so wished she'd had time to retrieve her gym shoes but hindsight in her present situation was a fools pursuit so she cast it out and ran.

I need others to help me or I'm just delaying the inevitable she thought as she made for her goal. It was a necessity as old as mankind, safety in numbers and she had no such extravagance to depend on.

Miki made her goal and fumbled briefly with the keys till she found the one that opened the door

Shortly after making it inside she began her search and found that the water she'd sought had been depleted and only 18 half liter bottles were left. She sighed but thought things could have been worse, all of it could have been gone. It was going to weigh a bit at 1 kilo per liter which came to 9 kilos (19.89 pounds) so she needed some way to carry it.

Searching the concession stand Miki found a box of chocolate bars (48) and half a box of energy bars (12) and even about 5 to 6 kilos of rice left in a 10 kilo bag. "Food is food" she thought as she stacked it all on the nearby counter.

Her best find though was a set of hand trucks in the janitor's closet along with a large cardboard box an duct tape. So grinning Miki lashed the box to the trucks then stacked her little hoard inside and topping it off with the first aid kit from the wall.

Miki paused a moment after her work and drank tap water then doused herself with the hose used to clean the floor to cool herself down. She stood in the middle of the room wringing her clothes out to rid them of excess water and formulated her next move.

She went through the keys and found all those for the busses that she had memorizing the number on each Key ring.

"Okay bus open door throw in swag jump in and close door then wait a little for others or the bus to be surrounded" she said to herself.

The small group of students headed out on the orange-haired dude's mark. Timing and evasion were the core necessities of our survival, that Harvey knew. As the group advanced, picking out anything that stood in their way with a variety of hacks and punctures. He watched as Kaito stabbed his weapon half-way through one of their skulls, which deemed it motionless. That's it... through the skull. No! Through the brain."After you, miss!" he gestured towards the girl. Harvey ran right behind Aura, as per gentleman's courtesy AND because he figured she'd want to stay closer to the boy in the front than all the way at the back.

A mangled vessel of what used to be one of their classmates charged head-first into the bespectacled boy's hip, thankfully to no avail. Stopping for a moment to deal with the problem, he gripped the board ruler at both ends and slid it in between the creature's jaws, pushing it further back until congealed blood dripped from the ripped flesh. With one more push, the ruler hit the bone. Pressing into it harder proved to be enough of an impact for the bloodied body to be pushed backwards onto the ground with little effort from Harvey's side. Within the timespan of a few seconds, he was already sweating from the tense atmosphere, much less the experience he just went through. Catching up with the group again, they made their way to their destination.

This wasn't the first time he had seen a dead body from close-up... but an animate corpse? Now that's something he'd only seen in those cheap, lame horror films back at the orphanage. Only now, experiencing them himself, it was easy to say he would've preferred it like in the movies. This was anything BUT lame.

Aura walked along in the middle of the makeshift formation of fellow survivors, clutching the board ruler quietly. She had no illusions as to her combat capability in her current state, none at all. She wasn't a melee fighter and, despite her earlier show of pulling the boys into the maintenance room, wasn't very strong. She was maybe 110 pounds soaking wet, and that was probably a massive overstatement. So, to say that she was relieved that the boys had decided to be chivalrous and protect the distraught lady was the understatement of the year. Then again, if she could get to her house, she'd be the one covering those boys. Their melee oriented style, while well suited for their current level of equipment, was much more dangerous in the long run, though she also had to admit it would be much easier to sustain a melee oriented style as that didn't require a hand reloading kit.

Then again, she didn't exactly have time to worry about that now as those damned zombies seemed to be attack from all sides. She had a reliable protection detail in the form of her friends, but their stamina wasn't infinite. So they'd need to get to their escape vehicle double quick, preferably without using up too much of their energy. Now, ideally, this would be done without drawing any attention either, but since they seemed to move with all the subtly of an angered lion, that just wasn't happening. No, this would have to be a break-out in force, and they'd have to move in a fast attack formation. As they walked, Aura suggested "When we get there, All three of you should switch to the front and charge out in a blitz, clear the path. I can handle myself well enough that I won't need a guard in the final stretch."

Kazuto nodded in confirmation, axe held up with both hands as they moved down the corridor. As a zombie came within distance of himself and his group, the young man twisted on his feet, swinging the axe with the accuracy of a world-known Kendo champion. The sharp edge sliced completely through the neck, decapitating the undead, and before it could even fall, Kazuto had kicked it away, just in time for another zombie to trip over the dead body. Before it could react, an axe blade was embedded into it's skull, before, once again, it was kicked away by a powerful snap-lunge.

"We're close." Kazuto scowled, kicking open the fire exit's door. The blast of cold, disgusting air shocked him for a second, but he ignored it in favor of sticking his sharp eyes to the faculty parking lot. Buses were smoking and on flat, and zombies crawled within the vehicles - obviously, others had similar ideas, and ended with failure and death. However, across the stretch of concrete, was a perfectly healthy bus. Shaking his head, Kazuto began to move forward, his axe's blade making a grinding noise that attracted the walkers that were in their radius.

"Get ready." His voice was steady and determined, as the first zombie moved forward, meeting the boy's sprint. It was swiftly decapitated, along with the next one after that, and then the next one after that. The fourth one got a flying jump kick to the noggin, before the axe's blade embedded itself into it's forehead, ending with an instant kill. Kazuto lead the dash to the only safe bus, orange hair flying, and eyes narrowed.

Alex swore in Russian, spinning around while holding the blowtorch out like a firearm, before realizing it was another living person. Sighing in relief, he set the blowtorch down, before lifting the visor of the welding mask up, revealing his face. Without the bloodstained plexiglas viewport and the metal frame intervening with his vision, he could now see that the other person was a boy, with a girl hidden behind him.

"Quiet as a church mouse, smart one. The undead wouldn't have come knocking.", he complimented, before reaching out one hand. "Name's Alex, although most Russians refer to me as Sasha.", he introduced with a smile. However, hearing a small this at the door, his smile disappeared in favor of a grimace.

"However, we can not stay here forever. I'm heading out." With these words, he grabbed any other supplies that the other boy hadnt taken, before stashing them in the backpack. Quickly zipping it up, he slung it over his shoulder, before smiling again. "But, I wouldn't mind for some company getting out of this hellhole.", he added, before lowering the visor, the rather small viewport not allowing any sight of Alex' face due to the tint.

Picking up the blowtorch, he looked over his shoulder when he stepped near the door. Even with his face covered, one could almost tell that he was smiling from the tone of his voice as he asked, "Ready?".