[b]Floyd - Disperse: Tha Heist - Jessalyn[/b]

A loud whistle then blew past Floyd's ear. That 'sound' then clashed against the surface of the dirt beneath him, sinking into the core. "Shit!" Floyd murmured as his teeth grinned fiercely. His muscles tensed a little as the gunfire continued. He was on a black two thousand thirteen Tha Heist, which was very odd, because that was not the bike he had parked there when he first escaped the city. He had been riding a Yamaha Triumph. It seemed somebody must havee traded bikes, taking the Triumph and leaving this one behind. Thankfully, the key was still in the ignition, leaving would be no problem. 

Suddenly, aside from the gunfire, a hand grasped Floyd's arm. It was the child bearer trying to take him off the bike, all in attempt to protect him. It had been an unexpected touch that he had jumped a little from the collision. As Lynn returned fire, Floyd got off the bike and picked Jessalyn off the ground like a child. "Were going kid, like it or not!" he growled at her, forcing her on the bike, getting on right after her. He turned the throttle and a burst of dark smoke blasted from the muffler. He turned back to face Lynn, hopefully she would understand what he thought from mere eye contact. 

Without further hesitation, the bike started rushing through the grassland passing up all the train cars. "We'll continue until I feel were far enough to be safe!" Floyd called out to Jess, making sure she heard him over the intense wind hitting their faces. The gas on the bike was low, probably the reason it was abandoned. "Dammit, at this rate we wont make it to the next town" he thought to himself. He looked at the side mirror and could see Jessalyn's reflection, the fear she deeply felt could be seen on her face. "Calm down girl, they'll be alright!" he called out once more, trying to calm her down. He lied to himself by saying he'd done it to stabilize the bike, but he calmed her down because...........................................

After a speeding journey, Floyd decided to stop as the nearby trees started to get condensing. It seemed they were closer and closer to the center of the forest. They were still near the tracks, but soon enough, they would be surrounded by trees, which in this case, was sort of dangerous. They wouldn't be able to tell a tree from a walker. He turned the ignition off for the moment as he began to think. He grunted from frustration. "Get off" he commanded as he also did the same. After Jess did as he commanded, he started rolling the bike aside towards the forest. "We'll have to camp in the woods for the night. I wan't to get a camp set up before it gets too dark. You stay here while I go in the woods and get everythin' set up, got it?" he asked, not waiting for a response. With those finalizing words, Floyd started for the dark and empty landscape. His body then camouflaged with the trees and was no longer visible. Only the motorcycle remained with Jessalyn, not even the keys were on it though, so she wouldn't leave with it. He gave her no other option but to wait, but would he return? The entire group had now been dispersed.