With a deep sigh Levi pulled to surface his acting 'mask'.
Behind it his emotions and thoughts were put at bay, there was a serene clarity and focus found in being someone else.
At this moment he was an Italian New York cab driver, and as he leant over the passenger seat to open the door he called out in his best yet still failing accent.

"Morning Mam, where you and the little one off to today?"

He begins falsely pressing buttons on the cabs meter charger until numbers began flashing.

"Uh my um, do-hickey is out'a order today so looks like you ride for free. Where you want to go? I must warm you tho, traffic has been a little hectic today so we might be a bit late."

Levi's accent faulters even worse the more he carries on which causes him to almost laugh at himself, the break of character causes some emotions to seep back to the surface and his eyes begin to swell with the shimmer of hidden tears.

"Lady, I got nothing or nowhere to be, let me help you."
He looks to the kid.
"Is there a dad somewhere we need to get her to?"
Levi holds out his hand as he waits for the keys.
@Belle

The girl felt reborn yet something was off. She felt stronger and better than before though it wasn't quite what the personality had really wanted. The warm blood caught her attention as it was slowly cooling from the air. Clara released the knife's hilt allowing gravity to take over before walking to the kitchen sink. She scrubbed her hands over and over again until there was no more crimson coloring on them. The girl rinsed them off before fixing something to eat. Some knocking at the front door caused her to stop and turn the heat on low. Clara shifted towards the front door grabbing a lighter and hair spray for protection." Help! My name is Haru Sento. I need to see Vivian May Moon! My twin brother is sick and I need her help to treat him! Please let me inside!" Haru screamed at the top of his lungs." Back away from the door and duck down!" the girl ordered as she opened the door and pressed down on the spray can plus flick the lighter to life at the same time." Why would I do-Holy shit!" the boy said as he did as the girl order, nearly getting hit with the homemade flame thrower.

The flames had caught a walker in the face and another in the arm. The one zombie that ends up with the fire in it's face was forced to stumble backwards allowing the boy to quickly enter the home but the one with the burning arm tried to grasp his pant leg. The darker half slammed the door in it's face causing to topple backwards." Oh my god. You just torched my mother's face and my dad's arm. What the hell! Why did you do that to my family? They were just sick and my twin brother got ill as well."" Moron. What were you thinking. Have you even noticed what's going on? People ripping and tearing each other. Making it better to engulf their newly killed dinner. Anything else I need to tell you idiot." Clara said coldly toward the young man." What? Are you kidding me? My brother is sick and your making jokes. All I want to know is where Vivian May Moon is." the teenager demanded." Bitten, turned and dead. Along with the kid. Killed by her own cousin in a way. The girl forced her to flinch than impaled herself on the knife. At least that's my guess." she said cold hearted.

" So that's it. I'm the only one left in my family. Well I guess that since you saved me that means your my boss." Haru said as he walked toward the table." Whatever. I need to eat than gather some things. Do what you want I really don't care." Clara said as she went down the basement stairs." What do we need boss? If it's guns my step dad was a gun collector. We also used some for hunting. I would assume we will need more lighters and hairspray along with bats."" Again do what you want. I'm not your babysitter. I'm not your mother either. So buzz off and leave me alone." the darker half said as she walked up the stairs with two knives hook to her belt and a backpack on. The girl walked outside followed by the boy." I only have one working dirt bike. If you want my Aunt's car or my Uncle's motorcycle than take one. Otherwise I'm going towards Ramona California. And if you call me boss one more time I'll kill you. My name is Clara Jekyll Moon."" Alright then Clara. I'm Haru Sento and you can consider me as your right hand man. As for the guns I was telling you about their in the bed of my dad's truck. So ready to play drive by?" the young man asked. Which is what she did which allowed him to grab the guns and place them inside the car. And off they drove toward Ramona California.

Felix Standfield

Felix watched as people scrambled in terror. He watched as human civilization evaporated in the face of an unexpected terror. It was enlightening, the things he could see by simply taking a step backwards and simply looking at the situation for even a moment. The things humans did to survive where limited to nothing. The darkness of the human soul was truly brought out in times like this. The desperation and utter carelessness by which they acted truly brought to light how idyllic their past lives were.

He watched as a man was mugged by a family of three for the little supplies he had.

He watched as people ran by, ignoring the scenes of rape and looting around them, brought on by desperation and insanity.

He watched as justice lost its place to necessity.

It was almost enough to convince him that morality had no place in this world were survival was tantamount. Almost. If the apocalypse brought out true human wickedness, then the opposite would also hold true. It was in these dark times that the strength and innate goodness of the human spirit was brought out.

He saved those people, the ones he saw risk life and limb to assist those in need. The ones that ignored the disasters afflicting them to give whatever helping hand they could. Felix had a thought, that if these ones were the only ones to remain after the apocalypse, then perhaps it was a good thing that it happened. The world would be a better place for it.

Getting up from his seat in an abandoned restaurant, Felix walked out, unmindful of the screaming and running around him. There were several zombies, but they were a fair distance away. Finishing the last of his drink, he stalked out, one hand in his pocket, the other resting his crowbar on his shoulder.

Entering a nearby school, Felix began looking around for things he'd need. Chalk was one, and so were textbooks. Those would be useful for later. Much later, if his estimate was right. Once he was inside the building, two girls suddenly exited a room, ending up right in front of him.

"Woah there, slow down, you might hurt someone," he said nonchalantly, as though the apocalypse wasn't occurring and it was just another normal day.

@Wick

James felt like he was in a Grand Theft Auto game. He had to avoid all kinds of cars that were in his way, took shortcuts, but eventually he made his way to the neibourhood where he and his uncle, together with his cousin, Zach lived in. As he stopped the car in front of the garage, James noticed his uncle's wounded hand. "Jesus Christ uncle! What happened?" He said as he took his uncle's arm looking at the wound. "It's nothing! That maniac bit me! Stupid son of a bitch!" Cursed Dave as he let go of James's grip and got out of the car with James following him.

After the two men got in the house safe James noticed that his uncle was feeling more and more worse. "You don't look so good! Let's treat that wound first before we do anything else. I'll go get some alcohol." Said James as he locked the door and went to the bathroom as his uncle sat on an armchair. About two minutes later James came back from the bathroom only to see his uncle up on his feet again and with his back turned against him. He then turned around revealing a pale grey skin and a deathlike face. In shock James dropped the bottle with rubbing alcohol and ran upstairs as his now undead uncle followed him.

James ran into his uncle's room and went straight for the closet where his uncle kept his clothes...and his weapons. He grabbed the Mossberg shotgun that was lying on the wall just above the closet door and ran outside of the room, pointing the shotgun at his undead uncle who was in the hallway, heading towards him. "I'm sorry uncle Dave! I love you!" Said James as tears started flowing from his eyes. In the next second he fired the Mossberg, hitting his uncle in the chest, making him fall on the floor. James pumped the shotgun, releasing the empty shell and loading a new one as he slowly made steps towards his uncle to check on him. He stopped halfway through though as he whitnessed, in shock, his uncle rising up on his feet again like nothing happened.

"What the.." Said James in shock as he aimed the shotgun to his uncle's head this time and fired again. This time killing him for good. With the shotgun pointed forward James headed to his uncle's dead body and thrusted the shotgun gently against his stomach to see if he reacts in any way. After he convinced himself that his uncle is truly dead, James took one more look at his uncle's dead body, filled with buckshot wounds to the chest and head, dropped the shotgun on the floor, fell on his knees, covered his mouth with his right hand as the tears continued to flow down from his eyes to his cheeks and going down his right hand. Then all of a sudden he starts wiping the tears off, grabs his smartphone, dials a number and puts it against his ear.

"Zach? Where the hell are you? You need to get home now!" Said James with a demanding tone. "Dude what on earth is going on? The whole city is going nuts, it's like i'm in a Resident Evil game." "You need to get home now!" "Relax! I stole a motorcycle. I'll be there in a few minutes!"

As Matt careened around a corner he went up on the curb to avoid a car stopped right in the middle of the road. He could see the school and that there were a lot of the undead walking around already. As he got closer he could see Nikki out by the front door. She was killing the walkers with what could only be Dad's sword and some of the knife collection at home. His heart swelled with pride at his sister. There was another girl there too. She darted back inside and Matt couldn't see her anymore.

Matt pulled the monster truck he was driving over some of the cars that were stranded on the road. At one point he thought he was going to tip it over and he got more air than he expected and it rattled him hard when he landed. He honked the horn and some of the walkers turned away from his sister. He honked it again and she only had two left. He rolled right over a group of them and he pulled up right next to the building. Grabbing the crowbar and anything else that Nolan might have left in there. He found a picture of Nolan and Nikki and put that in his pocket. Opening the door he kicked a couple of walkers in the head and swung down and ran for the door. As soon as Matt got to Nikki he grabbed her in a bear hug and pulled her inside shutting the door behind him.




Nikki hugged her brother through tears of happiness, at first. Nikki looked him over. "You aren't bitten are you?" "No, I.." Nikki looked back out at the truck.

"Where's Nolan?" She looked back at Matt and she knew. Not Nolan. Nikki couldn't handle that. They had plans. He was supposed to follow her to Julliard and they were getting married and had this big bright future planned ahead of them.

"Nikki he got bit. We had just pulled the boat out of the water and someone started screaming so Nolan went to investigate, like always. The person bit him on the arm. We saw people turning so he asked me to shoot him in the head."

Nikki's tears were falling freely now and she choked on the pain. Matt continued, "He said, Tell Nikki to behave and that I love her." Nikki sobbed in his arms.

@Belle@thehangedman

@Dark Light@Wick

Kat narrowed her eyes. "That is the worst damn fake ass accent I have ever heard. And if you think you're driving, you're crazy," she added as she opened the driver side door and made him slide over. "I'm going to the highschool and then you can have this junker back."

The drive was filled with Kat swerving to miss people and swerving to hit walkers while swearing under her breath and Grace continued to cry, not understanding what was happening.
The tires screeched as she pulled up to the school. There were walkers milling about so she tossed the keys at the driver. "Good luck," she said before jumping out and running for the door.
Grace screamed, her little face red. One walker swung at them and Kat shoved him into another and kept running. It was almost like watching a football player running through the opponents team and knocking them out of the way with the ball, aka Grace, tucked safely under her arm.

Once she reached the doors she was surprised to find them unlocked. She darted inside and pressed her back against it to keep the growling walkers out. "Matt! Nikki!" Kat screamed over Grace's crying and the walkers pounding on the door, drawn by the baby's cries.

@Doc Doctor



Tina looked at Lassar and chuckled then said
"If I'd wanted ta bathe ole men I'd a gone ta nursin school stead of Engineering. So I'm thinkin yall is gonna be riding cargo else like the man who finds the log down yall gonna have to wade the creek.

Don't yall worry a bit though I don't mind if ya chose to stink like Fanny's whore house knickers so long as we don't share the same air.

But should you decide to wash yer stink off I have a pair of new coveralls an even socks for ya ta change into; sorry no extra undies so it's commando yall will be."

She said everything with a smile but her eyes demonstrate an underlying hardness and certainty that to imagine her convictions carved in stone isn't any trouble.

(Tina enjoys bantering with the more eccentric elements of society around her but shows in her demeanor the iron resolve of the matriarchs of southern decent that faced the predation of Sherman's hordes.

In other words on the subject of hygiene she has no give)

Levi tried his best to settle the young child during the crazy reckless ride, to no avail. He wanted to diffuse some of the tension between him and Kat with some banter or poor humour but decided against it.
'Kat', he remembered her name, she was a croupier he fancied back in Vegas. He couldn't forget those eyes, or that trip.

He watched her run off and wished her all the best. He cringed as she fought of the odd zombie. Hopefully the people she was meeting were good people. Levi hated school anyway, never did enjoy being there.

He starts up the car just as a zombie crashes against his windscreen startling him half to death. "Oh Shit!" he gasps as he throws the car in reverse and spins it around. The zombie flung off the bonnet and tumbled across the road, Levi sighs with relief and drives off.

Levi was barely one block away when he narrowly avoided a head on car collision. He nearly died, this was life now. Levi had to harden up and quick. Drawing on his rage he decides to force himself to copy Kat and run down a bloody zombie.

'SPLAT!' He just hit someone...
Blood covered and staggering or not Levi just run down a human being.
He was processing this new feeling, it was something he had to get used to.
He lined up another one in the middle of the street, fingers gripped tightly around the steering wheel.
The revs grew louder.
The car sped up.
Chaos flashed by outside.
The zombie stood and turned to look at her oncoming death.
Startled scared human eyes bore into Levi's.

He veered left suddenly and sharply, momentum threw his body hard to the side, a solid wall appeared before him. The car came to a loud crashing and grinding screeching halt of shattering glass and falling bricks as smoke and dust filled the air.

Levi only saw black as a plume of smoke stretched into the sky signalling the location of his loud crash. Fuel leaked from the wreckage as zombies slowly shuffled near. Levi remained still and unconscious.

Felix Standfield

Though his entrance was promptly ignored, Felix couldn't blame them. Another young man had arrived, and apparently this was a reunion of sorts. Moreover, it sounded like he had some pretty bad news. Given all this, he could excuse his presence not being noticed. He wasn't petty, after all. In all honesty, he felt for her, but it wasn't his place to comfort her.

Suddenly, another woman arrived, carrying with her a crying little bundle of absolute joy. Strangely enough, it seemed she recognized the other two, and Felix was starting to suspect he had accidentally stumbled on someones rendezvous point.

Shrugging his shoulders, Felix approached the new woman, and patted her on the shoulder. "Alright, alright, I can see this a little reunion of sorts so lemme hold the door for you while you catch up on old times," he said with a grin, before gently moving Kat out of the way and slamming the door shut with both his hands, before turning around and leaning on it. Somehow, he still had enough leverage to keep the door barred.

"Go on now, take your time, I could do this all day," he said cheekily. However, there was not a trace of doubt in his voice. He meant what he said, even if it sounded like he was kidding.

@Wick-@Belle

Nikki's sobbing was down to a low roar and she heard the sound of a baby. "Grace! KAT!" She turned and left her brother. Nikki ran towards the bus loading zone. It was across the school but she faintly heard her. Matt took off after her. Kat was leaning against the door and the hallway was not cleared of zombies yet. Nikki pulled her sword out and went to town. She was hoping as time deteriorated all things, that the walkers would get easier to kill. It was taking a lot of strength to lop off their heads.

"Matt get her up front and quiet Grace if you can. Jenna can help you if she is up there still." Matt was only half listening to Nikki as he got to Kat and Grace.
@Belle



Jenna had come out of the ladies room and nearly had a heart attack when she came out and saw Felix just standing there.

"You scared me. You don't plan on trying to bite my arm off do you?" She was only half kidding when she asked.

@thehangedman

Camyllia Adkins

The little girl felt something was wrong in her stomach stepping out of her bus she looks back at her bus driver who she thought said something to her.

"Mr.Oland?" The girl asked looking cocerned at how pale he looked.

"Take care of yourself Camyllia,"The old man says," If you have any sense darling you'd take everything and get the hell out of here."

Camyllia turns as he says this as her dog, Blitz, came into view looking tense. The bus door closes and drives off leaving the little girl with her dog. She turns on her heel and makes her way quickly to her house which was another 5 minute walk from her bus.

She had been glad to have been released early from school but then she started noticing how everyone was acting weird almost scared. The other kids were oblivious to it excpt for the rare few. Right now they are on holiday so they say.

Growling made her stop and turn quickly when a scream was coming from a man being eaten by a woman and their toddler was sitting there crying. Camyllia takes Blitz by her collar and whispers,"That woman moves towards us ya attack," She says making her way to the little toddler. It was a little boy about 2 years old and very bright blue eyes.

"Mama!!" He screams. Camyllia looks at the woman sighing she can't let this continue. Yet she doesn't want the boy to see his mother get mauled by her dog she smiles at the boy a starts to mutter to him on how she was going to keep him safe and that his mommy was not the woman eating daddy that it was a monster before whispering to Blitz to attack.

"Wha's yer name buddy?" Camyllia asked trying to distract the boy wiping his tears.

"Oppaw," The boys says.

"Hi Oppal I'm Cammylia but ya can call me Lia if ya wanna," She says once the growling stopped," How 'bout I take ya home wit' me an' get ya some where safe."

"Otay," Oppal says.

@Doc Doctor



Tina sighs looking at Lassar then shakes her head.

"Mister you are either bedbug crazy or yer having a laugh at teasing me and either way I don't give a dam. What I do care about is if yall have enough sense to be worth having as a passenger.

I don't want ta smell ya ffe tha next 2,000 miles; Lord knows I can use the help an gun hand but I'll go solo in minute if I think yer dangerous to me."

That said Tina heads back to loading her truck with her tools. She lifts 100 pound loads with little effort stacking the cases neatly then strapping them down.

She knows she can't take every tool she has but she knows that every tool she can take will eventually come in handy. She knows this because of her three brothers who she used to think we're just being paranoid. She doesn't believe that this is the tribulation because she long ago became an agnostic but she does believe that the world is suffering a pandemic that is turning it all upside down.

@Wick
Grace immediately held out her arms as her daddy approached. She could recognize him and Nikki and Kat as family and people who she loved and who loved her too. As people she was safe with.
Kat gently passed her to Matt. Grace buried her face into her daddy's neck and sobbed, as if begging him to make everything okay again.

"I found Mrs. Tiller getting chewed on by her neighbor. Apparently it had just happened because he hadn't touched Grace yet," Kat explained in relief. She patted the baby's back. "Shh sweet girl."
She knew they had to get Grace to settle down or she would draw more of the things outside.

"Nikki! We've got to barricade ourselves somewhere until things calm down out there! We can't do anything with people panicking in the streets. I was nearly shot in the face by a guy who looked like he didn't know one end of a gun from the other."

Matt patted Grace's back as he and Kat went back up front. He nodded at Nikki, who was using her emotions as fuel to kill the beasts that murdered her fiance. "Nolan didn't make it." he said to Kat. He continued to cuddle Grace. He was worried about his sister but he also had never met anyone as strong as she was either.

"Nikki?"

"I got this Matt." He nodded and she put so much force in her swing that the head flew off and bounced off of the wall and bounced onto the floor twice. After she killed the walkers she went to the maintenance office, got the keys and started locking all of the doors to the outside. No one would be getting in unless they went through the front doors and that meant Nikki or Matt would have to let them in.

"Not too long, ok?"

"k you take care of Grace and Kat." He could tell he was distracting her and the baby was starting to calm down in her daddy's arms.

@Belle@Darcs@Dark Light@thehangedman

Vincent James McGarth Location: San Francisco

Vincent just kept driving while keeping silent like a grave. Raven only sighed before looking towards her brother, then at the fuel gauge, only to return her eyes on her older brother." A penny for your thoughts Vincent?" the girl asked finally catching his attention." A penny for my thoughts? What are you talking about? Why would someone pay me for my thoughts?" he asked looking at the fuel gauge." It's an American expression. I was just saying something to get your attention. And seeming how it worked perfectly I would like a straight answer. What's on your mind dear brother." the twin asked only to receive a sigh as a response at first." Alright then. I was wondering why father had kept the fact that we have a younger sister a secret. Yes I get it that I was in the Irish Mob at 19. Yes I understand I was arrested and chose to leave that all behind joining the AWM." the man stated calmly.

" Maybe it was because of what the letter said. If I remember the article I read on the internet it's much like being a Jekyll and Hyde. You know without the whole body shifting into a horrible monster thing. Maybe this Vivian May Moon was a doctor or something." Raven said in a it makes sense kind of way. This forced Vincent to groan in response." The girl should be with her family. Not some dimwit of a woman that has no clue on child care. Father should have made it out in his will that Erin was to live with either you or me. She's an Irish descendant for God sake. The girl would have been temperamental and stubborn. I mean it's in our DNA." the older brother childishly ranted out." So are twins and very childish men. Oh wait! That's just all men in general. Dad did what he thought was best for his and Scorcha's child. All we can do know is survive and hope and pray Erin's alive. I mean most likely she would be heading toward that school building in Ramona California." his sister countered.

The man mumbled something under his breath who's the girl just scoffed. He turned right slowly inching the car into a gas station parking lot." Excuse me for wanting to keep the living family members together and alive."" Oh so now I'm the bad guy? Don't you think I would give anything to know that our half sister is alive? Because I swore on this cruel and uncaring God that I would sell my soul to know that our sister is alive and well with the living. Jackass." Raven said before getting out of the car. The older brother just opened the car door then stepped out slamming it behind him, setting the alarm to go off." Real mature Vincent. Now every zombie within a five mile radius can hear us a mile away. I knew you were homocial when we were kids but this is not funny."" If there are undead inside the gas station they will come towards the front. I will then open the front door. This will allow them to go for the alarm while you grab as much as you can before meeting me at the back door. With me so far? I will open the back door and we will run like the devil himself is chasing us." the guy said as the girl just walked inside. He grumbled than followed after her.

" I'm sorry to bother you but do you have a car you can spare?" Raven asked a woman behind the counter." All of the cars in back are the property of the US Army Miss. I'm not authorized to release them though I really wish I could." The woman answered back." What if a higher ranking officer gave you the order to release them?" Vincent said as he tried glaring the girl down." Than I would have to do as ordered but if only ordered US Army Superior. I was ordered to gather supplies by my Commander while he went ahead to the airport. I was just on my way to meet him with my men."" What if I could offer you a deal? You know since your Commander was mauled in front of our eyes Miss." he stated with a charming smile." What kind of deal? That is what you say is true."" Protection and zombie movement. I could also help keep others away from your stash. In the AWM we had to move fast that way we were safe from harm. All you need to do is follow my orders." the guy stated before his shoulder was tapped on." Since we are talking about the undead locations I hate to inform you all that we need to go. Unless you want to become lunch meat." the twin stated as she walked past them. On the way the older brother and soldier was able to make a deal which benefitted all parties. The man had his new mob members and the soldiers had a new leader.

Adah and Darius dismounted the urban-becoming-suburban roof-- her gigantic protector with much more difficulty than his agile companion-- Adah landed soundlessly into a patch of sand and dead grass, as she turned she saw her valet attempt a roll and he hit the ground, crashing into a wooden fence, disturbing several ornaments, and knocking over a bin of garbage for his trouble. Adah stood over the massive man as he recovered, glancing for any unwelcome company as she brushed the dirt from her.

She deemed it safe enough to return her attention to Darius, still recovering from the leap. Her eyes filled with concern, "That was very kind of you Darius..."

He grunted, reaching out for her hand, "What?"

"Oh you know!" The smirk flicked cruel and the concern turned to scorn as she helped him up, "You trying to draw all those bastards over here instead of the guy who just crashed his fucking car![/color]" With her hands on ever narrow hips, she shook her head and tsk'd "So brave Dare Bear--"

"Shut up."

Her smile widened, "Dare Bear!"

He cringed, beginning to move along the side of the house, toward the street and black plume of smoke that was basically a flare for any dead assholes returned in the area. "Don't call me that, I said."

"Whyever not, Dare Bear!" She followed behind, bringing the savage .270-- her gift from a dying friend-- to a relaxed position. Darius sighed, getting a read of how quickly the area was to become overrun. The two stood at the edge an alley between a townhouse and a chain-link fence overgrown with vegetation and new age trinkets. The wreck wasn't 100 feet away. They had maybe 30 seconds before the first of those shambling asshole came for a buffet. "You're name is 'DARE'ius, and you're--"

"Don't--"

"And you're my big black bear!" Adah chirped.

Darius gazed upward, toward the sky and heaven, in a silent prayer. He could swear the smoke looked like a black hand grasping for paradise. Back on earth, he saw the hands of the dead reaching as they moved nearer to the crashed vehicle. He made a clicking sound, and put back on his well worn knuckles-- more rust than brass at this point-- and took out his glock. "And you're... my brown dyke-bitch." He murmured.

Adah beamed at the man.

Darius' attention never left the cab, "What do you think?"

Immediately her demeanor became steely and serious, "It's gotta suck to be burned to a crisp and eaten alive." She raised her rifle, "Do whatever it takes to get him out of there-- rip the damn door off it's hinges, fuck, I don't care-- we'll see what his deal is if we can get back on a roof." She took a pot shot at what used to be a pregnant woman's knee, "I'll cover you... It's..." She scowled, she shot a shambler in the eye-- he couldn't have been older then 15-- "It's just really got to suck to be eaten alive, man."









"Bwahahahaha..."

A woman shambles into the back seat of a white BMW-- she's clearly drunk, a tad high, and very arrogant. Of course, the latter trait has nothing to do with the former-- she's always a bit of a bitch. That isn't quite the first thing one notices about her though-- the woman was in a clearly custom-made gown-- worth more than most will make in a year-- and she's practically ripping the thing off. In this vaguely animalistic display one may notice that she's beautiful. Her skin is flawless, and her body type is somewhere between model and professional twerker. Of course, in lieu of nudity as she dons her more practical garb for blending with the night, one is drawn to the glow of her ovular face-- a nearly completely plastic work of art, the most stunning feature is that it looks natural. Mostly. She doesn't have any scar tissue, but it's clear she's had surgery to conceal her real age-- her ovular face is one that is far too picturesque-- almost eerily so, she could have a career as a mannequin if she desired.

Of course-- that isn't what she does.

The woman, a slowly sobering Adah Evelyn Cinet, was practically seen as a goddess in the high-end night club scene. A dealer with a decade of connections and a unique designer product-- everything. Coke laced with ayahuasca? She had it in spades. Shrooms smoked in a hot box? Easy. LSD and happiness? Her specialty. She slang for herself-- and maintained that she is, was, and would always be independent-- but the fact of the matter was, Bloods, Crips, Pirus, Vagos, the Aryans and an unmentionable amount of other groups also sought to do what had made her millions.

And they had guns.

So, she bounced around, utilizing whatever protection the far-left terrorists and gangs would offer her for a cut of her profits. She generally liked the left-leaning gangs, they were less directionless than the business-like gangs, and usually nicer than the far-right guys. Right now she was working with...

She sat up in the seat. She'd been working with Darius for months, and she wasn't sure who he even worked for. It was either for an eco-terrorist group of the Symbionese Liberation Army. She leaned forward, and in her drunk logic began examining the large man's muscles for the seven-headed snake tattoo.

"Adah." Darius turned, "What the hell are you doing?"

Fuck! She'd been caught! Just blurt it out! "I was jusst wonderin'" She slurred, "Are yooouuu in the--- Weather Undergound???"

He cracked a smile, "Close. Black Guerrilla Family, actually."

"Of coursh!" She gave herself an exaggerated slap on the forehead, "Fuck, I knew that!"

"You're drunk." He handed her a bottle of water, "Why do always get so drunk?"

As Adah gladly took a sip of the water-- her response was interrupted by a knock at her window, apparently two girls had followed the pair to the car to kiss Adah a proper goodbye--- how could she turn that down? Afterwards, she leaned forward to look at Darius in the driver's seat. "That's why."

Another chuckle, followed by silence.

Adah squinted at the windshield. "Darius." She broke the silence.

The man paused the reading of his novel, "Yes?"

"Why the hell aren't we going anywhere?"

He went back to his book, "Boss called in a little before you came out, a bunch of idiots tried to sneak on to the grow fields, probably." He flipped a page, "He said to wait a minute before heading back to the Sierra Nevada's, he doesn't want you around if there's shooting." He adjusted his glasses, "But it's nothing."









Although the pair had safely managed to get the unfortunate man from the ticking time bomb that was that cab before it blew and/or was overrun by the shamblers, he showed no signs of of waking. Darius expressed worry that he may soon turn and Adah found herself in the odd situation of trying to sweet talk an unconscious man back into the land of the living.

She knelt down next to the sprawled man, "Hey, stupid..." She whispered sweetly, "Are you sure you want to sleep through the light show?"

@Darcs

With a groan the battered and bruised Levi lifted his head, following the sound of sweet words.
A nasty split had opened his forehead, one eye was swollen and already showing blue. A large shard of glass still stuck protruding through his torn shirt in his left shoulder.
His eyes flutter as he moaned and wriggled in discomfort.
Eyes still blurry he reached out towards the voice. Three fingers and a thumb come to rest upon her face, the forth finger sat perpendicular to the rest having been dislocated in the crash.

"Where am I?" he slowly asks in a painful shaky daze, and as his vision gradually comes back he finds himself looking Adah right in the eyes. Levi instantly attempts a crooked charming smile, his cracked lips stained with blood.

"You must be heaven coz I'm beautiful in with angels..."

Levi's brows furrow as even he comes to realise that he hadn't made sense, he lets his head drop back down and lets out a deflated sigh that ends with a spluttering coughing fit.

Gaining a bit more awareness he continues to mumble "did I fall, off the wire 'gen'? Where's jimmy? What's going on?"

Then suddenly something clicks and he falls deathly still and silent, behind those wide open glazed eyes it's clear he is remembering.
Memories he'd rather not have.
Memories that are hard to process.
Memories that will haunt him for the rest of his life, no matter how short that may be.

"We have to get to the school"

Felix Standfield

Felix grinned. "Well, only if you want me to," he replied, teeth flashing playfully. "Anyway, I'm Felix, nice to meet you on this fine, apocalyptic day. I take it you're with these fine folks?"

He jerked a thumb towards Nikki, Matt, Kat and her baby. Speaking of which, he wondered if he ought to follow them for the moment. They had nothing for him to benefit from, but he didn't feel comfortable leaving a mother and her child alone up until he was sure that they were completely capable of handling themselves. Well, that and all honesty, the apocalypse wouldn't be fun going solo for awhile. Maybe after a few months.

@Belle-@Wick