@Drakeonis@Framing A Moose@Polaris North"Heh, you should've seen my earlier masterpiece, Mosey. You'd have loved it." Liz chuckled at Moses' artist comment while slipping an arm around the shoulders of the timid doctor beside her, a reassuring smile to Jane.
"Yup, Jane Doe here's gonna be A-okay with her half-assed knight in shining armor kicking ass for her. Who knows, maybe she'll get to use that oversized scissor on something other than rats." She laughed. It was a cool weapon, and Liz wished she had the right mind to nab it first before the science geek...the adorable science geek she might add. Who knows what kind of damage she could do with it, but she was just as content bludgeoning brainless cannibals to death with a chunk of metal. Tapping her crowbar beside her shoulder, Liz waited for the others to finish speaking before giving her opinions, when really she had none. The plan sounded good, hit the convenience store first, then maybe the apartments, then finally the pharmacy.
Kinda sounded boring, so Liz hoped along the way they'd get into some action...just not too much to scare poor Jane but to show the doc how the scavengers did things.
"Alright, sounds like we got this shit together. All we need is Jane's meds, one putrid ass zombie stomach..." She trailed off remembering something else they would need, something they haven't discussed...but crucial to Liz not becoming a total bitch.
".....and one pack of Marlboro reds." Liz resumed with a sigh. Of course she had to smoke the whole pack down. Cause if she didn't get her cig for the day, chances are she'd end up making their little slice of paradise into Hell...or in Liz's case their little slice of Purgatory.
@Princeofhearts@TheHangedMan"I...I guess yer right, Hunter. Sorry if I made a big deal out of it." Harley sighed pulling off her cowgirl hat and straightening out the kinks in her sloppy ponytail, pushing back a few bangs as well from her crystal blue eyes. Carefully, she climbed down from her horse, petting him a few more times before leading him by the reins back to his stable. The little outing was good for Riley, but the horse couldn't help but amble slowly, as if he was feeling the same as his only friend, the lowly cowgirl.
"I reckon we should shoot somethin' before we all starve to death, even if we don't want to. Can't be picky anymore, right?" It was true, but she couldn't help but add a rather bitter edge to it. It never fazed her before when she went hunting with her dad. Hell, back then she was killing and skinning deer every day. But now...now it just made her feel guilty all around to kill something...even those zombies sometimes.
After she had Riley settled in, she slipped her hat back on, turning to Hunter with a gentle smile, about the only smile she could muster at this point.
"Still, it was nice to get out for once in a while. Being cooped up in this damn school 'bout made me crazy." Besides the hunting trip being a blunder, it felt good to feel the sun on her skin, to feel the cool breeze in her hair.
"Reckon we'll have to do it again sometime. Hopefully I'm in a better mood then." Lightly she giggled, pausing as Hunter asked where the others were. Harley parted her lips, about to say they were still on the roof, but a familiar yell caught her attention.
"Yo Sandy Cheeks! 'Bout time you got your redneck ass back here! Hurry up, we're about to leave! Bring your stupid horse too!" She heard Liz holler while hanging over the edge of the roof, Harley shaking her head and replying with both hands on her hips scowling up at Liz...mostly for that redneck quip,
"Alright alright! Keep yer britches on, girl! Dad gum! And don't y'all be callin' Riley stupid! He's smarter than you!" The horse neighed as if to fire back at Liz's
stupid comment. Harley giggled patting him on his side.
"I know it boy. She's about as ornery as a bull snake."The clopping of boots soon followed, garnering her attention from her favorite horse. There he was, Nicodemus. A weird name, so Harley just stuck with calling him Nick. He was a shady fellow, someone she didn't take to kindly too, especially now with that poor baby deer trust up on his shoulders, and what ironic timing after Harley finished her little tirade on not wanting to shoot any baby or mama deer.
Well that's just plain wrong. Oh well, can't bitch about it.She approached Nick, one hand still on her hip as she greeted him,
"Howdy Nick. Guess that's for me to fix, ain't it." No other word as she grabbed the dead fawn off his shoulders and dragged it away to skin it....but she wouldn't have time for that unfortunately.
@Kurai Assassinyoutube.com/watch?v=JuDHFnqaDCgThe scream rang out like an air raid siren all across the school, a warning of death certain to follow...gory, gruesome death. Immediately it caught the ears of both girls, Liz and Harley.
"Shit! Jess!" Liz pulled away quickly from the group and darted towards the door.
"Guys, c'mon!"Meanwhile Harley heard the girl's cry for help, startling her and causing her to drop her bowie knife before she got down to skinning and gutting the young fawn for supper.
"Oh my God, Jessie! Hunter! Nick! Let's go!" The cowgirl hollered to the boys while she snatched up the lever action and raced towards the front of the school, already pushing through the double doors into the hallway.
They both had to hurry. It was only a matter of time before one of their friends was eaten alive.