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Flight of the Angels: A Zombie RP

Allen and his daughter, Caitlyn, were violently shoved in to and through the airport doors. A grimace upon his face and a scowl on his daughter's as they held each other's hands, walking deeper into the interior of the airport they were just locked in. The girl peered up towards her father and spoke ever so lightly, as if she were afraid of her father. "Daddy... what's happening? Why was mommy acting funny..?" Of course, Allen could not bear to tell Caitlyn the fate of her mother, who was zombified at the hands of the infected, yet he knew there was a time for it. Shaking his head slightly as he found one of the long benches to sit at, Allen placed both of his hands on the girl's shoulders.

"Don't worry, okay? Everything is gonna be fine. Mommy... was just tired. She needed some rest. Now you get some rest, Caitlyn." With that, Allen gently pushed his daughter on to the bench and sighed heavily. "I'll be right back, okay?" The girl just gave a nod to him as he slowly walked off to his own ventures. If anyone within range of the two examined them, they would find that Caitlyn looked almost identical to her father except for the darkish green eyes. Also, one could swear there was a bandage around the little one's ankle, though it was covered by black stocking that went up to a bright purple knee-high skirt on the girl. She also adorned a neon pink tee shirt, which made the girl seem a tad out of place. She peered around, obviously concerned and confused about what had happened, why Allen made them suddenly leave her mother's house, why they fled to the airport, why all of those people were in her mother's home... She shook her head as she kicked her legs in the air, seeing as she could not reach the floor of the airport, and hummed to herself.

On the other hand, Allen was peering about and looked nearly desperate to find something useful to arm himself with. His boots made a loud, yet soft patter against the tiled floor as he observed a construction wrench that was left about in the chaos. Even though it would probably be taken from him at a later time, it was better to be safe than sorry... sorry for his daughter. He cocked his head to the left and right in a hasty fashion and moved towards the weapon, quickly grabbing it up and attempting to conceal it as he made his way back to Caitlyn. Once there, he sat beside, placing his hands in to his hands as he rested his arms on his knees. Caitlyn quickly looked over at her father, smiling even though she was worried.

"Don't worry, daddy, we'll be okay!" The child exclaimed in an inside voice, to which Allen nodded slowly with a smile stretching itself on to his experienced face.

"Yeah... we'll be okay, sweetie."

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Flight of the Angels CS Thread

Name: Allen Staymore

Age: 27.

Origin: Las Vegas, Nevada.

Residence: Currently resides in Los Angeles, California.

Occupation: Former nurse turned Pediatrician.

Relationships: Caitlyn Staymore, 8, daughter, has a bite on left ankle though it is unsure if it is an infected's bite.

Appearance: Allen takes on quite a slim appearance, yet keeps a bit of muscle on his person due to constant workout routines. He normally wears a grey-yellow tee shirt and blue jeans. His hair is black, slightly spiked up, and near top of the ear length when it isn't spiked. His face is perfect in terms of complexion and general cleanliness, with blue eyes to accompany these fine features. He is rather tall, at 6 foot 1 inches. He also has a light scar near his left eye on his cheek, though it is barely noticeable.

History: Allen's story begins after he left home in Las Vegas to go to college. He studied for a major in health science, which he received after a grueling extra 6 years of school. However during his first year of college when he was 19, Allen was faced with another roadblock on his path to being a doctor. He was told by a woman, whom he had recently went to a party with off campus, that she was pregnant with his daughter. Ultimately, Allen did not accept the woman who mothered his child, yet he accepted the child that came forth in the next year.

In his fourth year in college, he was barely able to see his daughter, Caitlyn, due to his constant classwork and the mother contesting custody of their child. Once more, Allen felt the rays of luck upon him, having won the court cases and full custody of his daughter, Allen spent every moment he could get away from work and college with his daughter. He knows he wasn't in her life a lot in the past four years, but aimed to make it up.

Of course, these boring fillers aside, Allen found himself and Caitlyn in Los Angeles and used his degree in health science to become a pediatrician. Life was swell at the time, until the mess with the zombies came along.

Personality: Allen is a charming person to talk to, and is able to keep a conversation going long after one could consider it dead. Allen, however, isn't the most persuasive and can turn people against him rather quickly when he speaks of things he knows nothing of. He seeks to protect his daughter, who is always at his side, at all costs, and may affect any decision he makes.

Starting Situation: Allen and Caitlyn are on the outside of the airport, after the military have locked it up. They pounded frantically against the doors, begging to be let in. They were then forced inside by the complete quarantine of the military and are now inside the airport.