[@Tuxedo Fox]

Kennedy had done as Bushwhacker had instructed her to do, and that was wait and watch The Maker and his new companion in their bout with the horde of undead surrounding them. Still perched on the rooftop of the hotel, the unsettling yellow that her eyes had shifted to moved with small but focused motions. It was quite impressive, really. Not only The Maker's performance, but this new arrival's ability to level a field of shamblers with... was that a street sign? 

Kennedy grabbed the radio again and readied it near her mouth as she watched the fight unfold. The first scab went down with a little too much effort, and at the advance of the second, the shapeshifter began to get nervous. A twitching sensation began at each of her shoulder blades, the feeling of genetic material being broken down and built back up into something else as the growths began to pry at the shirt on her back. 

"Looks like they might need a little help down there, boss." Kennedy spoke into the radio to Bushwhacker. However, before she could set it down and take off to provide assistance, the old man had managed to pry the damn thing's mouth off. "False alarm." She said, the feathered wings that were fit to burst from her back at here mind's command suddenly recessed as she resumed in awe at the feat of the two. 

[i]What the hell?[/i]

The eagle sharp vision she had stolen caught the sight of the man before her ears heard the sound of him hitting the ground. An impressive feat, she knew that they had drawn the attention of another super. After the dust settled, Kennedy scanned to see if he was friendly or foe. The Maker and the other woman were left on the ground, but after the man stood still for a moment she got a good glimpse of him. Bushwhacker was going to want to see this. 

"Looks like your fireworks caught MinuteMan's attention." 

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[@Amelian Draco]

Liam nodded at David, now slightly more trusting of the man. "Ah, so that's where that wall of fire came from." So, he's a superhero, eh? Or super villain. Either way, he saved Liam's skin. Untrusting or not, that meant something in this ravaged world. His brow lowered when David removed his mask and seemed to crack a joke. He had seen and been through so much in the last couple weeks that he couldn't remember the last time he experienced sarcasm or jest, so it took him a minute to catch on. When he did, he managed to show half a smile through a scruff face. "Your secrets safe with me."

His eyes traveled to the arrows on the ground, something he must have overlooked before. Well, getting mugged and fighting zombies might leave room for slight oversights as such. He had seen the fireworks, that was enough, right? The notion of traveling with this man was something he would prefer to have more time to think about. Unfortunately, time was something he did not have. Especially not while standing in the middle of a zombie-infested highway. Liam balled his fist and cracked his knuckles as he looked from the ground back to David and then towards the casino, finally nodding slowly. 

"Sure, seems to be the safest bet to me. Looks like we've got about a block and a half to go. Hopefully we don't run into anymore trouble between here and there." Liam holstered his pistol and instead took out the K-BAR knife to make quick work of any shamblers that should come their way, but before heading off he walked back over towards the now charred van and picked up the few shells he had dropped and scavenged from the bastard who had held him up in the first place, earning him a new .357 and some more ammunition. 

"Alright, let's get to that safezone before anyone, or anything else gets to us."