Darkwolfsoul010

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I usually don't post until after everyone has had a chance to respond, but I'm leaving for the day now and wanted to get one more in before evening. Hope that's alright!

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Natalia had fallen over onto her hands and knees. Panting she stared at the tiled ground under her and tried not to cry. “Oh man.. oh jeez..” she tried to come to terms with what just happened. She had just shot a human being. Well what was left of one after the infection took over, but still. As the adrenaline ebbed, Nat’s body started to feel again. It was cold in this room, but she couldn’t tell if her hands were shaking because of that, or because of fear. She was tired, the suit was still itchy. A moan from a near-by injured civilian brought her back to her senses.

A man, not too far off was writhing on the ground and gripping onto his leg. Nat’s instinct was to go and help him. She turned towards him, and moved an inch before realizing what he had forgotten. Gripping the pistol in her hands, she turned back towards the blonde girl behind the solider. “Here, I’m sorry I just grabbed it,” her voice was steady, even though her heart was still pounding. Handing the gun back, she let out a weak smile, “I’ll try to find my own.”

Nat directed her attention back towards the injured man, and started to make her way to him. She leaned over his body and was about to try to help before noticing all the blood. As he writhed, the blood from his leg seeped through his white suit. The suit also had splatters of blood across the chest and arms, and Nat couldn’t tell if that was his own. Her eyes widened and she scrambled backwards. That’s how the virus transfers! she thought to herself, quickly back tracking in her steps. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she whispered, trying not to look at him.

Two girls were over by the dead marine, the one that was up on the railing before. They were looting him, taking his armor, his knife, his gun… no, they had left that behind. Maybe they were waiting to pick it up? Well, it couldn’t hurt to ask. Nataliya made her way over to them, crouching and pushing through the debris and the people. She muttered apologies under her breath to any injured ones that she couldn’t help. She made it to the girls at about the same time that others started to question the man who had finished the infected marine off.
“Can I grab this? Or are you planning on using it?” She asked politely, trying to muster a kind look on her face. Her hand touched the butt of the gun, but she did not take it.

"Ask him a maths question, the infected can't logic for shit."

Nat didn’t really know what had happened, but out of memory and impulse she shouted out, “7 times 7!!” Her parents used to force her to do the multiplications tables over and over again, but she never really got the hang of it. Math wasn’t her thing. But if it could help someone else, she’d call out.

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@XxLyraxX
Uhhmm, maybe Nat made eye contact with her before that!!!
-Sweats nervously about misreading post-

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@AbysmalDemon
Sounds good to me. She isn't going anywhere without help xD

@XxLyraxX

But her and Nat made such meaningful eye contact. I thought that gazing into someone's eyes meant they were bonded to each other!!
Oh.. we're not in an anime? Okay. Ignore that bit then.

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@corneredbliss That's the Russian mindset for you.
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(Is actually Russian and probably wouldn't have the balls for anything more than crying in a corner)

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@corneredbliss
Nat will give it back, she's not that way!

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This stupid suit itches Nat thought to herself. The scratchy fabric did not feel good on her dry skin, and she couldn’t help but squirm as it rubbed against her arms. Her elbow brushed against the man standing next to her, “Sorry” she muttered through clenched teeth. Nat was antsy, the lights were too bright, the people around her smelled just as bad as she did, and there were armed guards surrounding them. Her hand raked through her dirty, uncombed hair and she started to separate it into three sections. Letting out a deep breath, she started braiding and unbraiding her long hair, it was a technique she had learned to help calm down. Lately, she had been braiding her hair a lot.

Nat was slightly shorter than average, and she had to stand on her tip-toes to see above the heads of the people around her. Straining her neck, she tried to see anything that would help her figure out where she was. A lump formed in the back of her throat. Swallowing hard, she tried to not let her nerves get the best of her. Looking around, she noticed a guard, leaning against the railing. Nat watched him yawn and scoffed to herself, must be rough she thought. She made eye contact and held his stare for a long while and smiled meekly at him. Eventually she turned away, pulling on the sleeve of the girl in front of her. “Do you know anything about this place?” She muttered nervously to the other survivor.

"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeees and gentlemen! Thank you for visiting the Rig, we hope to see you again soon. WOOP WOOP!"

Flinching, Nat’s only thought was to grab the gun that had slid across the floor. Unfortunately, someone had beat her too it. Fortunately, he was a good shot for all it was worth. He sprayed the infected man with bullets and Nat watched him drop to the ground. “Да! Молодец!” She said with excitement, her heart pounding through her chest. A cold drop of sweat raced down her back. A rush of adrenaline had saved her from feeling the fear, but she knew it would sink in soon.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'S JOHNNNNNNNNNNNY!!!!!!!!"

Блядь, Fuck fuck fuck was all that Nat could think to herself as she saw the gun in the crazed man’s hand. Thank god she was towards the middle of the crowd and not right in front. Dropping to a crouch, she frantically looked for something, anything she could use to her advantage.

People fell around her, from the ground, Nat could see a blonde woman with shortly cropped hair. She could clearly see that her hand held a small gun. Without hesitating Nat dived onto her stomach and started to crawl through the sea of civilians towards her. The floor seemed to span a mile. Pushing through the bodies, Nat couldn’t even tell who was alive and who wasn’t. She made eye contact with a young girl, and tried not to look scared for the child’s sake. Please, just let me get to her, please Coming up right at the blonde girls feet, Nat puffed short breaths of air through her lips and tried to move the body of the unconscious man off of her. “Дай! Дай!” She panted at her, forgetting to speak English in her frantic state. “Hurry, I hunt.” She hastily tried to explain to the girl. Without waiting, Nat grabbed the pistol from her hands, covered her up with the human shield once more, and crouched low to take aim.

As the man moved through the room, everything for Nataliya went quiet. All she could hear was her own breathing. She took a moment, a split second in reality but an eternity in her mind, to steady her hands. The adrenaline was making her shake badly. She steadied her hands and took aim. From the way she was sitting, she could clearly see the infected man’s legs. Not wasting any time, Nat inhaled slowly and exhaled. She fired three separate shots, one in each leg and one more without aiming after he had fallen. Hopefully she hit him somewhere good.

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Ahhh!! So much has happened already. Making a post now, trying to catch up to everything!

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Hey, @Frengo how long do you want our first posts to be?

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Well I've got a few more last exams today, and then I'm all yours!
College has been rather draining lately, but I'll try to get a post up as soon as I can.