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@CandiBarr

Dayum! You call that some?
Girl's got some serious anger issues.
@CandiBarr

I just joined the party with you lot in there. The wailing and sobbing noise Laura heard is obviously Sarah, heh. But you can ignore me if you wish, just met Cole right now.
@Wade Wilson

Posted!

@Desire

Joined your little party up there!
Laura Johnson




She was right. The kid was indeed a boy, his features mostly obscured by the hood he was wearing. The boy then asked her if she knew anything about this place. He was from Philadelphia and a British born. Laura didn't know anything about this place. She had never been to Delaware before, let alone Wilmington."Nope. Not a bit. Never been to the area before. Just kinda wandering and somehow ended up here."

As she ended her sentence, a commotion could be heard upstairs and a gunshot echoed throughout the complex before what seemed like sobbing and wailing followed. What could it be? More walkers, most likely, but the wail? That had to come from the living. That sparked the inquisitive nature in her. She had to know. Leaving the boy where he stood, Laura sheathed her knife and ran up the stairs. The boy could follow if he wished. She was sure he needed no babysitting. He looked old enough. Anyway, babysitting was a thing of the past.

As she climbed up the stairs, heading towards the source of the crying, the sound got louder and louder as she approached the apartment unit responsible. The door was open, and voices could heard coming from its interior. With little consequence for who those people might be, Laura ran into the unit, bumping straight into a figure. The figure was a man, a muscular well-built one at that. It was like she just ran into a brick wall. The rebound caused her to land on her rear with a thud, a surprised expression on her face. "What the f-"
<Snipped quote by Symphoni>

Yeah, homie.


I'll take some time to get my CS together before I post it. I want it to look the best it can before I post it.
@Desire

Not mine :P She is more of aspiring chef than anything else.
@Mr Allen J

Is this still open to new members?
I would like to join.
@Nallore

Ahh shame. I'll pass then. I don't want to be a side character.
@Nallore

Is it now too late to join?
I wish to join as well!
Laura Johnson


A series of pops echoed throughout the air, the distinct tell-tale gunshots reverberating throughout the air. As she got closer, these pops turned into bangs, and they didn't just stop at one or two. They kept going on at irregular intervals, and there were a few times, Laura could hear the staccato of automatic weapon fire. Her gun was still tucked into the waistband of her pants, the safety off.

She didn't want to use it unless she had to, partly for conserving ammunition. Laura eventually arrived at the source of the shots, an apartment complex that was seemingly under siege by a group of walkers. There was a child shouting at the supposed occupants of the building, but they were obviously too occupied with the invasion to even bother about the yelling kid.

She saw two other people in the immediate vicinity, another blonde woman with aviators @McHaggis and a dark-haired man @Fortunesfaded dressed in a suit. He reminded her of a hit-man. They were busy enough dispatching the zombies around them, and so Laura turned her attention back to the child.

Judging from the tone of his voice, she guessed the child@Wade Wilson to be a boy. As she was observing the boy, her attention was demanded elsewhere. Crawling out of the pile of supposedly-dead zombies(if they could die again), was a crawler making his way to the kid, its arms out stretched, yearning for the child's flesh.

He was too busy shouting, trying to get the attention of the apartment's occupants to notice it, and the other pair were busy with walkers of their own.

Unsheathing her kitchen knife, Laura charged forth, thrusting the blade into the back of the crawler's skull. The cadaver lay where it stood, its body now devoid of any life at all. "Watch your back, kiddo."


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