Ricky washed his face with a bit of water. As he looked in the mirror, he saw a zombie behind. "Shit" he said, as he reached for his gun. He stabbed it right in the head with the knife on the gun. "This place won't last much longer. I better get out of here". As he looked outside, he saw quite a bit of zombies going towards... somewhere. "Where the fuck are they going?". He climbed up a nearby fire escape. It made a bit of sound, though only four or five zombies noticed him. He figured it would take them a few minutes to get up, so he ignored him for the time being. He took out his melee weapon though. He saw that they were going to a nearby church. "That place isn't going to last much longer". He saw that the zombies have gotten up. He ran and stabbed one on the head. He killed two more, though he couldn't get the small axe out of its head. The last zombie was only a few feet from him. He grabbed it, and pushed it near the edge. He ran up and kicked it down. He saw the brains splatter all over the ground. He grabbed his weapon out of the zombies head, with a splatter of blood going onto his face. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop to get close enough to the church to see what was going on.

Moses gritted his teeth in anger. They hadnhim, and he slipped away right under their noses. If anything this just pissed him off even more which was not a good thing for his targhet when he finally got a hold of him. "Fuck that! I'm angry and I got bloodlust. Either he dies or I don't get any sleep tonight." He pulled out his last cigarette and lit in an attempt to calm his nerves. He peered down at the streets below watching the zed ranks beginning to thin. He could only hide for so long now.

Joan growled but followed Alexander into the alleyway.

Ieasha nodded and looked up at his cigaret. She smiled as she watched him blow away the smoke, it was kind of funny really. "I know, we'll get him soon. For now what should we do, it is almost safe enough for street travel. Do you think he left anything behind? Alexander has a good nose." She murmured as she got p and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you going to be okay?"

Alexander laid down snarling, he had wanted to finish the job, as he looked over at Joan he stopped growling and instead tried to calm her with play fighting and muzzle licking.

Chantelle woke up sat against the door, it was still dark. She must of fell asleep. Peering around, she seen Jacob and smiled slightly before standing up and shoving her leather jacket back on.
"Right, I need to go out. Get supplies okay?"

Jacob awoke as he was laying on the sofa, Sitting op slowly with yawning a little. " Wha okey" He just slowly takes his clothes on and sits back on the sofa enjoying the calmness of this abanded place and this wonderfull building that she founded yesterday

"Stay safe alright?"
Chantelle grabbed her bag and weapons and opened one of the windows, climbing out of it before pushing it too again. It was dark out side, zombies still lingered around. With a quick spin around, she began to walk around the street, looking for a store. As she walked, she lit up a cigarette and puffed on it deeply.

Noticing a Zombie shuffling her way Katelynn pulled out her Tomahawk and moved slowly closer trying her best not to alert the hoard nearby. now within range she swung the tomahawk into the zombies jaw completely disabling it and then a second strike hitting the temple and killing it.

Moses took another drag of his cigarette and he began to feel less on edge. "I'll be fine. I've seen worse and I'm sure it won't be the last time." He blew out some smoke. "Its a personal thing, but don't worry I'll be good to go. Again assuming all those gunshots came from him we can probably find some shell casings or if he was really stupid he might of left a mag or clip or something. I say we take the streets now since their clearer. We'll move faster and if we could find one in working condition I can get us a car."

Joan was surprised by Alexander, but she played along anyway. Enjoying the distraction and fun in light of their failed pursuit.

Chantelle walked down the street, smoking as she peered around for a store that looked remotely useful. She held her knife tight, just incase she suddenly got attack by zombies or humans.

Jacob noded and smiled. Seeing her walk out he just sighed as he wondered what to do now since his new women wasnt with him. He slowly stood op and took two of the windows curitans for light to come in. Walking to his sniper rifel out and opened a window and sticked ihis front of his snipe out of the window to just look around on the streets what was happening

Katelynn looked around again to spot a figure standing outside a building nearby. she moved in closer drawing her berreta and moved closer, it wasnt a zombie it was a human female that appeared to smoking. She walked up behind her and put a gun to her head. "Did you not know smoking is bad for you?" she whispered before lowering her gun and laughing quietly.

Chantelle turned to girl and smiled slightly.
"Yes, but so is being munched by a zombie. You can never win in this world."

"Hey, I'm Kate" She said putting out her hand as a friendly gesture.

Chantelle hesitated but shook her hand, a slight smile on her lips.
"Why are you out in the open, 'specially in this darkness"

Casron beat down another zombie with his crowbar, on after another, the weight was perfect, heavy enough to smash a skull but light enough to be ready to hit away wave after have, and with the surprising muscular build and stamina he could thrash threw waves on end, but he realized the risk, therefore he would only do such a thing in a building and with a small mob. He sighed as the zombies were put in a pile and he pulled a pack of cigarettes. As he took it he took a moment before he lit it and took a puff before crushing it in his hand and throwing it on the ground from the burn on his hand. It was disgusting and had he not seen the other people, they clearly were not raiders, they looks so innocent despite the zombies, they most have been threw alot... What was he thinking. They were just like the others making fun of his obsessions and disabilities, and speaking of which. Carson looked at the wood desks, something about them made him want to gnaw on them, and he didn't fight the ergs. Rubber, wax, paper, string, plastic you name it he couldn't resist but to take chops from it and chew as he searched the building, only finding a clip for his 22. and a few stale doughnuts and some vending machine snacks, they would let him leave a few days longer. He knew that if he followed the the others they may feed him, they were his fall back, if they weren't out the window he wouldn't have taken the elevator in order to walk out and meet them.

A car was heard somewhere around the area of the survivors, A heavily armored Humvee with a .50 Cal machine gun on top, The mysterious thing about it is that only one soldier drove it and that was Alex, Alex had a firm hand on his pistol with one of the window's down low looking around for survivors, He took out a small flare lighting it and climbing to the hole of the machine gun throwing it up to grab any survivor's attention, And Zombie.

Chantelle seen the car and pulled kate into an alleyway and hid.
"Keep quiet"

"Whats going on?" Kate said pulling out her M4 and attaching her silencer. Noticing the flare Kate looked towards a car to see a soldier with a 50.Cal machine gun. "We could take him out or we could leave him?" She said

Alex peered around seeing a few approaching walkers, Alex cocks the 50. Cal ready for more using his pistol to take care of the stragglers "Where are the survivors..."

Milo was still laying at the church a little loopy off the pain meds. "Riley, don't worry, I'm gonna be ok, ok? What we know now though is that we need to make sure you can keep yourself safe so you don't end up like me. Sound alright to you?"