Jason Crowley
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Jason looks around, the geeks surrounding the truck, rocking it back and forth, however, slightly, because it is a pretty large vehicle. "Yeah. Of course they hunt by sound, it's classic. Well. I don't want to go on a spiel about it, but they hunt my smell, but sound will attract them. And us being up here is like dangling a carrot over a rabbit, just out of reach."
Jason walks to the edge of the truck roof, and kneels, looking down at the infected below, surrounding them, looking one directly in the eyes. "I wonder if they can starve..." Jason turns around, back to Abel. "Well, as far as ideas go, I'm stumped. Unless... Here, hold my gun." Jason hands the .32 revolver with one shot in it to Abel. He draws his Fire-axe, and swings at the lock on the roof hatch. No luck. He swings again. Nothing, and a few more times, swinging harder and harder each time. "AGH! This lock is fucking ridiculous!" Jason yells out, kicking the hatch. "Whatever chance we have to survive, could be inside this truck. Riot-armor, guns, ammo. Hell, I'll even take keys to this god-forsaken truck. We just need to get INTO this thing."
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Jason looks around, the geeks surrounding the truck, rocking it back and forth, however, slightly, because it is a pretty large vehicle. "Yeah. Of course they hunt by sound, it's classic. Well. I don't want to go on a spiel about it, but they hunt my smell, but sound will attract them. And us being up here is like dangling a carrot over a rabbit, just out of reach."
Jason walks to the edge of the truck roof, and kneels, looking down at the infected below, surrounding them, looking one directly in the eyes. "I wonder if they can starve..." Jason turns around, back to Abel. "Well, as far as ideas go, I'm stumped. Unless... Here, hold my gun." Jason hands the .32 revolver with one shot in it to Abel. He draws his Fire-axe, and swings at the lock on the roof hatch. No luck. He swings again. Nothing, and a few more times, swinging harder and harder each time. "AGH! This lock is fucking ridiculous!" Jason yells out, kicking the hatch. "Whatever chance we have to survive, could be inside this truck. Riot-armor, guns, ammo. Hell, I'll even take keys to this god-forsaken truck. We just need to get INTO this thing."