[IC] To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

[DaDrummer676]

Cyrus turned as the doc drove off on his little bike. "God dammit, my arm hurts like a bitch!" He took off his shirt and ripped it into shreds. He used these strips to wrap his arm. The main concern was blood loss. The bullet had shot clean through the middle of his forearm. There were no bullet fragments, but his ulna and radius were shattered. If the pieces were not surgically removed then amputation was going to be the only option. Leaving the bones inside could cause infection, eruption of veins, and the popping of blood vessels. He had a couple strips left so he wrapped Lillah's leg the best he could. "More Stiffs are coming. Part of my training in Sniper School was tracking. I should be able to follow her trail easy enough. Plus, she was with another man. I do not know if he is hostile. If he is I need you to be ready. I can only shoot my pistol at the moment. Can you walk?" He said, all the while moving towards the site where he saw the man jump out of the window. He would follow his trail from there.

[salamimike]

Steph slipped the keys back into her pocket
"We should get to the thirteenth floor via the stairwell. Have a little rest, set up the room a little, then start checking out the other floors, making sure they are clear. before we start planning anything else."
Steph looked to the floor map that Jim was looking at.
"What do you both think, sound like a plan?" Steph asked the two of them.

[CaptBoobgrab]

"Camp the top, work our way down. I like it, let's do it." Jim said.

[Kidd]

Lillah blinked as he tore his shirt and watched as he bound his arm. Then she winced, but gritted her teeth to keep from squeaking or something lame like that as he used the rest on her leg. He seemed to know what he was doing well enough. Between the way he carried her and the way he carried himself--always alert with straight shoulders... "Sniper School," she repeated, nodding a bit. "That'd make sense."

She drew in a breath before slowly getting up and hesitantly putting weight on her injured leg only to immediately stop. She sighed in frustration and tried again, and managed to stand there, shifting her weight. "I should be fine," she said, limping a few painful steps. "It'll get better the more I use it...And thanks." She looked to him, nodding a bit; she wasn't the most expressive of people, but she made a point to try to express her gratitude when she meant it.

[paigesweetheart]

"Sure. I guess." She shrugged as she followed Steph and Jim to the stairwell. Spencer began to cough for about three times, but silently ofcourse. Aand then she sneezed. Spencer did not want to get sick now! No. Not a good time for that. "Bless me." She said to herself as they went up to the top floor.

[salamimike]

Steph was slow and collected, her cricket bat ready just in case.
More bodies on the stairs, something had definitely happened here once...
They moved from floor to floor. A few floors, noises could be heard, shuffling feet and shambling thumps. Some corpses they will have to take care of later.
They finally got to the top floor, moving over to the door and grabbing the handle.
"Ready?" She asked then thrust forward, the door moved a few inches then got stuck, the door was blocked from the other side.
"Well great !" Steph muttered annoyed as she attempted to look through the glass in the door. It was covered.
She looked up to find a small window just above the door, Steph could probably fit through ... if she got a lift up...

[Kautalya]

Denise slowly closed her eyes. Her legs resting on the soft, leather couch. Her hands wailed around as she tried looking for a comfortable spot. "Mommy..." She groaned, turning side to side. As her back faced the edge, she opened her eyes. Her hazel eyes stared off into the distance. She began day dreaming. I have a new family now..Don't worry mom and dad, I'll make sure I'll keep then safe! She smiled. She was proud of her statement. She gingerly got up and looked around. "Ky?...Jon?"

[DaDrummer676]

Cyrus was glad for the soft light of the rising sun to greet him. It would be able to track where the man and Steph had gone. He looked doubtful when he saw Lillah limping, "you're welcome," was all he said. Bane followed the trail, trying to be as quiet as possible, checking at intervals to make sure his companion was indeed still there. He was lucky that the man's shoes were muddy, or his endeavor would have been much harder. Cyrus saw a building up ahead, very tall. Bane assumed they had taken refuge in there, a guess. He Cyrus was glad of the soft light of the rising sun to greet him. crouched behind a bush, motioning for Lillah to be quiet. "We need to see if the guy has a gang, we need to know if we can take them."

[Kidd]

Unlike her partner, Lillah scowled at the morning light. Another sleepless night, she thought in irritation. Now would have been a good time to take one of her antidepressants, but she didn't want to draw attention to her problem. So she just picked up her bag and bat and grimaced as she followed Bane. When he would stop to check on her, she would just frown at him and motion for him to keep going, sometimes insisting, "I'm fine--let's go." Worried about Steph, she didn't want to be the one slowing them down. Still, it was taking a toll on her, especially since she was running on low fuel, and cool sweat beaded down her cheek.

When they came upon the building, she stood behind him as he crouched. She was afraid if she sat down now, she wouldn't find the strength--physically nor mentally--to stand again. "Alright, let's do it, then. You're basically an army dude and I can defend myself--we shouldn't have a problem," she said. "Not with just scoping the place out, anyway."

[CaptBoobgrab]

"What? The door is barricaded? Then... Someone's already inside.." Jim said. It would be a bad idea to force going into that floor, but he believed they can handle themselves with whatever it was that waited beyond. Jim crouched under the window to lift Steph.
"Care." Jim said, wary of the gruesome possibilities that popped up in his mind.

[User]

Charles kicked the bus up a gear, he was going to find those bandits and offer them a lift to the countryside where he would kill them, he thundered down the middle lane dodging cars and buses as he went. he reached the end of the road and was met with a lorry covering the way and had to skid round the corner, narrowly missing the compartment. after more driving he arrived at a intersection, surrounding him were large office blocks he recognised one of them as. what was his name? CRAZY JIM! that was the guy, the mad cod was paranoid but he was a great friend, he spun off round the block to find somewhere to hide the bus and went to investigate the block to see if crazy Jim was still there.

[Andre]

Jon's heart jumped when he heard a sound. But it was just Denise, and she was calling him. He gently placed the revolver on the floor, stood up, and went to her.

"You okay?" He asked on his way.

When he saw her on the couch, he went to lean on the nearest wall. Staying quiet, he brushed his hands on his arms to keep himself warm. He stared at Denise while she stood there. "Ky's upstairs, probably asleep. Want me to take you there?" he asked.

[salamimike]

Steph nodded, dropping her bat so she would have a better grip on the window. She placed her foot in his hands and he sprung her up, she grabbed onto the small windows ledge and, with a push, it slid open.
Steph crawled through and gently dropped down.
"Ok there's some kind of.... desk and a chair blocking it..." Steph said to the other two.
She swivelled on her heel, scanning the large room, the two of the walls where just windows. The low morning sun shone through them.
Two desk's where here, one for a secretary was against the door the other for the boss was near the back wall, and a small bathroom was to the left.
Steph was puzzled as to how the room was barricaded with seemingly no-one in it.
"I better check if anything's here" Steph said to the two behind the door as she walked slowly, deeper into the office.
If she was going to move the heavy desk she didn't want to get sneaked up on.
Steph removed her handgun from her holster and walked the room, checking around the chairs and desk, all seemed clear and fine.
She then began to move into the bathroom, she slowly opened the door and that is when a stink hit her.
Steph audibly recoiled jumping back.
"Im Fine.. im fine" She said to the two behind the door, hoping she hadn't scared them into thinking she was in danger.
She slowly walked back into the room, gun raised to fight whatever was producing the smell.
Soon Steph found it. Turning within the large bathroom a man was crouched down inside the shower.
His brain matter was spread across the back wall and a shotgun rested below what was left of his chin.
Steph held back her gag reflex as she quickly left the room and closed the door.
She quickly began to move the barricade and soon had it dragged open enough so that the other two could get through. She was out of breath and panting heavily, sweat pouring down her face from pulling the heavy object.

[CaptBoobgrab]

Jim waited and worried for subjectively a century, but soon enough Steph opened the door. He led Spencer inside. "All clear?" He said, not waiting for a reply, as he placed the barricade back. He felt a little safe and saw the others. He then took two cans and a can opener from his bag and laid it out on the desk.

"Eat up. We share these, okay? I'm gonna rest for a bit. My back's still sore." Jim said as he plopped down on a corner.

[paigesweetheart]

Spencer heard Steph having a hard time in the other sids. She hopped the girl was alright. They walked into the room and noticed Jim grabbing some cans and a can opener. "Thank you..." she smiled at him as he left to go rest. Spencer grabbed a can that had fruits on it(?).She opened it and started to eat it but she saved some for the others. Spencer then turned to Jim walking towards him and giving him the can with fruits. "Here. You need to eat and rest for a little... we do need you since you are the strenght, heh."

Spencer sat down next to him as she closed her eyes tired.

[salamimike]

Steph gratefully took the food, opening it and chowing down on some of the fruit.
She remembered how she did used to have food, until she left her bag in that burning school.
She sighed annoyed with herself but especially the crazy doctor, she looked to see Spencer walk towards Jim.
"There's a dead body with a shotgun in its hands in the bathroom, some kind of suicide. We will have to get rid of it after you guys have rested up," She said to the other two.
She walked to the bathroom. "Ill go see how the shotgun is."
Steph walked into the bathroom, opening the shower door and slowly removing the shotgun from the corpses grasp. She grabbed a nearby towel and wiped away most of the gunk that had sprayed on it.
She racked the fore end, expending the spent shell, unfortunately no more ammunition was within the gun.
"I doubt he wouldn't have more ammunition, he hauled himself up here after all..." Steph said noting the large amount of empty cans and bottles that filled the bath tub.
Steph walked back to the others, the Pistol Grip Shotgun in her hand.
"What do you think?" She asked racking the fore end intimidatingly and smiling.

[CaptBoobgrab]

"Thanks, Spencer." Jim said as he took food, and ate it slowly.
Rest and nourishment. Jim savored every moment of it, but they needed to get to work. Jim was unsure what work there was to do, though. So he thought about setting alarms.
"Can you guys take care of the corpse? I'm gonna go and make some alarm system. Can never be too careful. Toss him out of the window, he won't mind."
Jim borrowed a knife and walked around.
He looked at the appliances and machines available in the office, which were now junk, and cut their cords. He tied them together to make a very long makeshift rope. He cut it so that there's two ropes, a long one, and a longer one. He hid the longer rope in his bag and used the shorter. He took some cans and tied them to the rope, set them in the office, and went down the stairs up until the landing below their floor. He set up the rope as a sort of tripwire. The rope, if tripped, would pull the cans at the other end, warning them of anyone, or anything approaching. It was a good spot too. Dark due to lack of windows. Impossible not to miss. He came back up and asked "What now?"

[paigesweetheart]

Spencer was now sleeping. Something that she didn't have in a while. Her body slowly fell on the ground as her back was laying on the ground and she was now asleep.

[salamimike]

Steph nodded then looked to Spencer as Jim left
"Well looks like we are..." She stopped when she realised Spencer had drifted to sleep.
"Great..." Steph sighed as she placed the shotgun down and began to move the body.
By the time Jim was back she had slid the body from out of the shower and onto a large towel.
She was covered in black blood and other bodily fluids, covering her mouth with another towel.
"I could use some help in here" She called to Jim as he returned. her voice muffled by the home made mask.

[CaptBoobgrab]

"Yup." Jim said, rushing to help Steph. They moved the body without much trouble, save for the drips they left in their trail. Soon, they found some kind of balcony where they threw the dead man off.
Eh. He should have said something if he didn't wanna get thrown off.
Jim thought with a slight guilt, and some nigh insane rationalizing. He laughed it off. Jim and Steph settled down to catch their breaths.
"So she fell asleep, huh? She must have felt safe and protected around you." Jim said, wiping the blood, among other things, with some towel laying around.
Gonna be a long day.
"You can catch some Z's if you want. I'll stand guard until one of you wakes up." Jim said, feeling drowsy himself.