Alina13

The Schools of Magic (Needs more Players to Stay Alive!!!)

@Minimum
"That's really cool! So basically the more we learn and understand our school, the more of the building opens up to us?" Savannah wallowed in her thoughts for a minute. Learning this information made her even more eager to get involved in her school ad make herself the best diviner she could be. She couldn't wait till her class started. Speaking of that, she still didn't know when she actually would start.
"is there anyone I could talk to in order to find out when my classes are? I still have no idea when I start."
She hoped she would start sooner than later. . .

Will YOU Survive?

@Aintitfun1997
"What were you thinking of as far as weapons go? I thought about breaking off one of the chair legs and using that but I don't know how long that would last me. You seem to be better at this than I am." Justine looked hopefully at Krystyn trying to decipher exactly what she was thinking. Maybe this would be a good time to inquire more about this girl. Hoping this would go well, she politely asked, "So what's your story? How did you end up in all this? I've never even seen you before."
Reaching down to pet Buddy who had laid down next to her, she listened patiently for Krystyn's answer.

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@Aintitfun1997
You don't have to respond if you don't want to right now. I have to pry myself from this website and work on an essay. Haha But if you do, I will reply tomorrow at school.

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@Aintitfun1997
"Nope. I searched the place before I left and not a single knife or anything. I was barely in here for five minutes when one of those creatures found its way to the door and was trying to get in. I had to bash his skull in with one of the chairs over there." Justine said pointing at the two chairs tipped upside down in the corner of the room. "I was thinking of stuffing my backpack with some food and water and trying to find a better place to hide that's more suited for a zombie apocalypse. What do you say?"
Justine looked at Krystyn quizzically. Maybe this could answer the question that was burning in her head about this girl right now. Was she more adventurous and risky or quiet and safe? Maybe if they did decide to go somewhere else, Justine would inquire a little more about her personality.

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@Aintitfun1997
Justine put the lid to the dumpster down as to not expose this sight to anyone else that may come walking by and started off again in the direction they had been going. As she saw the door of her hideout in the distance, she suddenly felt tired. What time was it? She pulled out her phone from the smallest pocket of her backpack and checked the time. It was only 9:05. Not even noon and all this had happened to her. She was completely shocked that she still had signal but her battery was getting low. As far as she knew, the electricity was still on but she didn't know for how much longer. She decided that she would plug her phone in first thing when they got back to the building. She glanced sideways at Krystyn without moving her head to see what her facial expressions looked like. She wanted to learn a little more about this girl but she wasn't sure what to ask or what she was feeling at the moment. Justine knew as well as anyone that there was a time and place for everything, especially when asking personal questions. She looked away and realized that they had arrived back at the door of the store.
She pulled the heavy door open slowly and went in first motioning for Krystyn to stay put with her hand. She walked through the store once with her machete raised looking and listening for any noises or breathing. She didn't hear anything so she yelled to Krystyn to come in.
"Stand that table up sideways against the door would you? That's my only way of protection in this place." Justine asked as soon as Krystyn entered. She reached into her backpack and found her phone charger and began to hunt for a power outlet to plug her phone into. After about three trips around the store and having to move a fridge out of the way, she found one. 56% was not gonna cut it overnight. After it got to 100 she would put on battery saving mode and only text if it was absolutely necessary.
She went back out into the main area of the store and sat on the floor in front of the counter trying to think about what they should do next.

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@Aintitfun1997
Justine turned back the way she had came and turned around every five seconds it seemed like to make sure the dog was following them. She wanted him to stay with them at all costs. They walked in silence for a couple of minutes and Justine disposed of her pathetic excuse for a weapon in a nearby dumpster. When she dropped it in without looking, she heard the moan of something from inside the bin. Cautiously raising her machete and peeking over the edge, she saw a decomposing creature laying in pieces at the bottom of a heap of trash. "Krystyn! Look at this!" Jusitne whispered the loudest she could without letting the thing know she was there. It appeared to be dying but you never know what these things are capable of. She advised Krystyn to look slowly and not to say anything.

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@Aintitfun1997 Justine couldn't believe this girl was nice enough to just hand over her weapon to a complete stranger. Maybe she was as trusting as Justine was. She looked at the incredibly deadly weapon that was just handed to her and gave it a test swing. It was light and easy to maneuver. Chopping off heads would be a piece of cake with this thing. Or should she say a piece of flesh?
"You don't have to give this to me! Is this your only weapon? It's every man for himself out here now and my safety is really not your responsibility. I would feel terrible taking your only weapon." Justine said in shock.
She remembered when her and Dad used to play around with these when she was little. He taught her everything she knew about swords and machetes. She got pretty good with them but it had been such a long time that she would have to practice for a couple hours before she could fight anything off with it.
Justine looked around and decided that standing in the middle of the street while the Walking Dead was going on was probably not a good idea. She had set out to find someone she knew but maybe this was better. Maybe Krystyn would come back to the convenience store with her and help decide what she should do. Maybe they could stick together. Stop with the maybe's and move it! Justine thought decisively. "Do you want to come back to my hideout with me and figure out something to do? I'm not with anyone else and I have no idea what happened to any of my friends. I haven't even seen any of them yet today. I got set up in The Bottle Shop down the road. We should be safe there for now. What do you say?"

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@Aintitfun1997
"My name is Justine. Do you have ANY idea what's going on? I just smashed in 3 of these creature's heads and I'm trying to find SOMEONE I know. This is the only weapon I have at the moment and I'm pretty worried about it!" Justine said gesturing to her ear piercing gun and pocket full of sharp studs.
She looked down at the dog who must have gotten bored as he had laid down and was looking around interestingly as if he too was trying to figure out a solution to the problem the humans were facing.

The Schools of Magic (Needs more Players to Stay Alive!!!)

"Wait, you mean the building changes? Does Professor Thoth do that?"
Savannah was sure this girl could tell how new and confused she was and she hated it. Coming from a place where she was always more intelligent than everyone else to a place where she knew nothing was very uncomfortable for her. Going from being the one with answers to everyone's questions to the one HAVING all the questions was not at all what she was used to. She didn't know what kind of a person this girl was but she seemed like she was intimidating and dangerously intelligent. These were the people Savannah usually hung around. Maybe they could be friends! As long as she doesn't belong to the Dark Magic Schools she thought with dread. She could never make friends with those people. They are on opposite sides after all. . .
She decided to try and get them moving somewhere instead of standing in the middle of a dark empty hallway with a sharp metal instrument. Yes. Moving would be more conducive to what she was trying to accomplish here.
"Would you mind showing me around? We could take a tour of the place and maybe get something to eat? I don't even know when I have class. Iv'e seen some people in class and others just wandering. Do we get schedules?"
Maybe asking so many questions wasn't such a good idea but how else was she supposed to find out what the hell she was supposed to do here? Her favorite English teacher always told her "He who asks a question id a fool for five minutes. He who doesn't is a fool forever." If no other statement could be true, it would be that one.
@Minimum

Will YOU Survive?

Continuing down the street with her ear piercing weapon and her backpack full of liquids, she began to wonder where all of her friends were and how they were faring with all this, or if they were even aware of it yet. Michelle looked so panicked when she ran away and Justine didn't think even she knew where she was going at the time. Everyone involved in this was obviously going to have some trauma issues after this was over, if it ever was going to be over.
Suddenly, she heard a barking coming from a distance and looked around hopefully. A dog would be a WONDERFUL thing to have in this circumstance. Having a dog means you have a weapon and a companion at the same time. She had always liked cats better but she would have to admit that a cat wouldn't really serve her any sort of purpose right now. She had always had a weak spot for animals. She would almost be content to say that she would kill a human before she would kill an animal. When the animal finally came into sight, her spirits lifted. It was one of her favorite kind of dogs; a German Shepard. As it ran towards her, tail wagging at the possibility of attention from a new person, Justine fell to her knees to greet the beautiful creature. It jumped up on it's back legs and gave her a hug by putting it's legs around her shoulders just like her dog used to do. Looking past the smiling face in front of her, she then saw a girl running towards her shouting what she assumed to be the name of the dog.
She must be his owner. Maybe I can ask her for help and maybe stick with her for protection for a little while. Justine thought.
She stood up keeping one hand on the dog's head so he wouldn't run away. "Is this yours? she called out as the girl came closer panting from her run after her fleeing canine.
@Aintitfun1997