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Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Lobby
Considering how chaotic the events unfolded, Sue decided it wasn't safe to be lingering around anymore. With the crowd now ushered towards the higher floors, the girl has no choice but to follow suit. A tedious affair to say the least, as she moaned in her mind at the flight of stairs. As she begrudgingly started pacing towards the stairwell, she noticed a slight difference in coloration by the wall. Sue reacted by giving it a little more attention. It seems to be a dull silhouette of a figure, barely distinguishable if not for her rather 'observant' eye for detail artists tend to have.
She stopped in her tracks, fearing that it may be another one of those cannibalistic freaks readying to pounce onto whomever that was within range. Upon closer inspection, as her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimly lit area around the stairwell, she made the silhouette out to be a man hidden behind the less lit segment of the wall right beside the stairs - with what seemed to be the silhouette of a rifle that resembled an AR-15.
"Wait, what?"
She was in a sense amazed and simply stood there staring at the man for a short while as the crowd shoved her aside trying to get away from the lobby. The man eventually slipped out of the shadows with his rifle trained at the general direction of the threat - which she presumed to be responding to the plight of the pastor who willingly decided to 'hold them back'.
"Start making your way upstairs Padre, I'll secure the lobby and barricade them from higher ground," the armed man with what seemed to be a mohawk uttered as he left the guise of the shadow, now in full view. Sue took notice that the man was in fact, fully equipped in military gear - which somehow amazed her in quite a lot of ways.
One of the crowd took notice of the man's barking order and tried to comment on it; not long before said man unloaded several rounds seemingly ignoring his comments. Every shot fired created an unsavory shock wave to Sue's eardrums to which she responded by wincing and having her palms covering her ears instinctively. The burst of gunfire silenced most of the chatter through its sheer volume, resulting with the crowd hastening their climb with screams of panic now going off once in a while.
"Were guns really that loud?...Ugh...Americans, I guess they truly are gun-nuts...", the girl mused with these thoughts with an annoyed look. She wondered how the man came in possession with such a dangerous weapon in the first place. Well, not that she should be complaining - any form of weaponry is much appreciated now with a surge of deathly limping figures converging into the lobby.
The girl figured that it was perhaps safer to stick around - what with the crowd now whipped into a frenzy as they shoved and tugged at each other around trying to climb the flight of stairs into safety. She wasn't exactly capable enough physically to compete with a panicking crowd at this point anyway, nor would it be the wisest.
Considering how chaotic the events unfolded, Sue decided it wasn't safe to be lingering around anymore. With the crowd now ushered towards the higher floors, the girl has no choice but to follow suit. A tedious affair to say the least, as she moaned in her mind at the flight of stairs. As she begrudgingly started pacing towards the stairwell, she noticed a slight difference in coloration by the wall. Sue reacted by giving it a little more attention. It seems to be a dull silhouette of a figure, barely distinguishable if not for her rather 'observant' eye for detail artists tend to have.
She stopped in her tracks, fearing that it may be another one of those cannibalistic freaks readying to pounce onto whomever that was within range. Upon closer inspection, as her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimly lit area around the stairwell, she made the silhouette out to be a man hidden behind the less lit segment of the wall right beside the stairs - with what seemed to be the silhouette of a rifle that resembled an AR-15.
"Wait, what?"
She was in a sense amazed and simply stood there staring at the man for a short while as the crowd shoved her aside trying to get away from the lobby. The man eventually slipped out of the shadows with his rifle trained at the general direction of the threat - which she presumed to be responding to the plight of the pastor who willingly decided to 'hold them back'.
"Start making your way upstairs Padre, I'll secure the lobby and barricade them from higher ground," the armed man with what seemed to be a mohawk uttered as he left the guise of the shadow, now in full view. Sue took notice that the man was in fact, fully equipped in military gear - which somehow amazed her in quite a lot of ways.
One of the crowd took notice of the man's barking order and tried to comment on it; not long before said man unloaded several rounds seemingly ignoring his comments. Every shot fired created an unsavory shock wave to Sue's eardrums to which she responded by wincing and having her palms covering her ears instinctively. The burst of gunfire silenced most of the chatter through its sheer volume, resulting with the crowd hastening their climb with screams of panic now going off once in a while.
"Were guns really that loud?...Ugh...Americans, I guess they truly are gun-nuts...", the girl mused with these thoughts with an annoyed look. She wondered how the man came in possession with such a dangerous weapon in the first place. Well, not that she should be complaining - any form of weaponry is much appreciated now with a surge of deathly limping figures converging into the lobby.
The girl figured that it was perhaps safer to stick around - what with the crowd now whipped into a frenzy as they shoved and tugged at each other around trying to climb the flight of stairs into safety. She wasn't exactly capable enough physically to compete with a panicking crowd at this point anyway, nor would it be the wisest.
Or wait for one of the better armed characters to deal with security issues?
Count me out, I'll hang about in the background for now - perhaps cheer a little while I'm at it XD
All the best guys! Try not to get bitten! XD
All the best guys! Try not to get bitten! XD
Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Lobby
As she stared at the television, she noticed a man waving at her at the corner of her eye. Turning towards his direction, she studied the person closely; a tall and rugged looking man. She was a little embarrassed, for she wasn't exactly the sociable type. Not to mention that she has barely enough experience talking to the locals since she usually hangs out with her housemate, which happens to be from Southeast Asia as well.
She pointed at herself and gestured if the man was in fact, getting her attention. It was to avoid embarrassment if the man wasn't calling out to her in the first place. It had happened several occasions before when she thought someone was calling out to her, which turned to be directed at another person. She had to walk away from that predicament utterly embarrassed while accompanied by giggles in the background.
To her relief, the man affirmed her doubts as he stared directly at her and queried about the conditions on the upper floors.
"Eh, I...I don't know to be honest, I didn't get the chance to..." her foreign accent which slightly resembled an Asian - but not quite, was immediately cut by the interruption of a loud crash from a very close proximity. She reflexively turned and looked towards the direction of the sound; the entrance of the apartment building, before looking back at the man she was conversing with. At the corner of her eye, she unconsciously followed the comedic jump which she assumed to be the poor man's reflexive startle, which ended with the man hiding under the desk in almost breakneck speeds.
She couldn't hold back but to giggle a little, only to stop in embarrassment while she covered her lips with both her hands. She shouldn't be laughing at people, she thought - fearing that she may have offended the startled man. She was often cautious to not offend a local. Who knows what they would do to foreigners!
She then attempted to divert the attention of the man from her laugh by quickly uttering; "T-that sounds like it came from outside..." while glancing quickly back and forth between the front of the apartment and the man in order to catch his expression, hoping that he wouldn't be offended, and that nothing undesirable would waltz through the front doors.
A seemingly wounded policeman showed up, to which the pastor attended to. It wasn't long before a large man covered in blood crashed through the front door while he sluggishly charged at the nearest person in his proximity. Her heart raced.
"Oh no...It's not safe here..."
She gestured to the man under the desk to leave, before a shrieking scream echoed through the lobby. She looked at the source of the sound to find a woman being mauled and attacked. Sue began to walk away from the front door and further to the back where most of the crowd was at, keeping her eyes glued at the poor woman's struggle with the large man.
She gave a sigh of relief with the knowledge that it was not her that was getting mauled. A look of pity was on her face, but she figured that she didn't have the time to empathize with the poor mangled lady, rather it served as a grim reminder for her to constantly be alert should she want to avoid being eaten alive. She stood still for a moment as she pondered if she should make a dash for her apartment unit - lock up - and hope for the best, only to recall the man querying her about the condition of the upper floors.
"What if there were some unfortunate souls that were already infected and have made their way back home?" She thought to herself, while she considered how lucky she had been for not bumping into any when she made her way to the lobby. Sue subsequently decided to hang around the relative safety of lobby while closely observing the situation before making a move.
As she stared at the television, she noticed a man waving at her at the corner of her eye. Turning towards his direction, she studied the person closely; a tall and rugged looking man. She was a little embarrassed, for she wasn't exactly the sociable type. Not to mention that she has barely enough experience talking to the locals since she usually hangs out with her housemate, which happens to be from Southeast Asia as well.
She pointed at herself and gestured if the man was in fact, getting her attention. It was to avoid embarrassment if the man wasn't calling out to her in the first place. It had happened several occasions before when she thought someone was calling out to her, which turned to be directed at another person. She had to walk away from that predicament utterly embarrassed while accompanied by giggles in the background.
To her relief, the man affirmed her doubts as he stared directly at her and queried about the conditions on the upper floors.
"Eh, I...I don't know to be honest, I didn't get the chance to..." her foreign accent which slightly resembled an Asian - but not quite, was immediately cut by the interruption of a loud crash from a very close proximity. She reflexively turned and looked towards the direction of the sound; the entrance of the apartment building, before looking back at the man she was conversing with. At the corner of her eye, she unconsciously followed the comedic jump which she assumed to be the poor man's reflexive startle, which ended with the man hiding under the desk in almost breakneck speeds.
She couldn't hold back but to giggle a little, only to stop in embarrassment while she covered her lips with both her hands. She shouldn't be laughing at people, she thought - fearing that she may have offended the startled man. She was often cautious to not offend a local. Who knows what they would do to foreigners!
She then attempted to divert the attention of the man from her laugh by quickly uttering; "T-that sounds like it came from outside..." while glancing quickly back and forth between the front of the apartment and the man in order to catch his expression, hoping that he wouldn't be offended, and that nothing undesirable would waltz through the front doors.
A seemingly wounded policeman showed up, to which the pastor attended to. It wasn't long before a large man covered in blood crashed through the front door while he sluggishly charged at the nearest person in his proximity. Her heart raced.
"Oh no...It's not safe here..."
She gestured to the man under the desk to leave, before a shrieking scream echoed through the lobby. She looked at the source of the sound to find a woman being mauled and attacked. Sue began to walk away from the front door and further to the back where most of the crowd was at, keeping her eyes glued at the poor woman's struggle with the large man.
She gave a sigh of relief with the knowledge that it was not her that was getting mauled. A look of pity was on her face, but she figured that she didn't have the time to empathize with the poor mangled lady, rather it served as a grim reminder for her to constantly be alert should she want to avoid being eaten alive. She stood still for a moment as she pondered if she should make a dash for her apartment unit - lock up - and hope for the best, only to recall the man querying her about the condition of the upper floors.
"What if there were some unfortunate souls that were already infected and have made their way back home?" She thought to herself, while she considered how lucky she had been for not bumping into any when she made her way to the lobby. Sue subsequently decided to hang around the relative safety of lobby while closely observing the situation before making a move.
GAH! I'll re-edit my post again. I just noticed Katakon's post. I'll scratch out the priest part for now @@
;) All right. I've got that quickdraw, y'know?
XD
Alright, edited my IC post :D
Oh my! A university professor! It would sort of be hilarious to find that my character and yours goes to the same university.
Ah, I posted a little too slow. I think I should edit my post and add in a little bit of interaction with the priest D;
30 minutes ago, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Unit 505
Having slept over 20 hours the day before to wake up to her news feed on social media seemingly bombarded with all sorts of gore and grim around the city, coupled with her inbox filled to the brim with messages, Sue still found it unbelievable that so much had happened in such a short time. Distant explosions, screams and gunfire woke her up, which she first assumed was a random YouTube video still running on her computer. Sure, she's read some articles of questionable sources written about the lethality and sheer fantasy of the spread of a certain sickness all around the world which recently hit the States, to which she scoffed at. But now that it's plastered all over her face, she laughs a little as if it was a huge 'joke of the day' or a meme gone wild.
A little sigh and a grumpy moan then came out from her dry throat as the thought of 'wasted effort' flashed pass her mind. After all, the reason for her 20-hour-sleep was caused by sacrificing her sleeping schedule in order to complete her overdue research assignment the night before, which she had procrastinated for a week.
Now staring at the blinding monitor in her dark room with her eyes partially squinted, she began to ponder her next point of action. She glanced over her favorite mug and saw that it was half full with a fragrant chocolate liquid. It was the instant coffee she made to assist her in her assignment night. She took a few gulps from the cold and sweet liquid and decided to assure her loved ones of her safety. Carefully, she choreographed a proper status post to address all well-wishers and concerned individuals. She then stood up and walked over to the window overlooking the street her apartment was on. With her two fingers, she deftly plied the blinds to reveal a peeking slit, only to witness the chaos and frenzy now spreading over the city. She could see quite a distance from the 5th floor of her apartment room.
"Ah Joo-! Are you here?" She raised her voice a little, as she hollered for her housemate.
"Ah Joo!" She hollered again, only to find herself starting to feel worried for her housemate and herself. She opened her room door slowly and peeked outside. A quick glance tells her that there was no one. She proceeded to walk out to the living room, noticing that her housemate's room door was closed and her favorite pair of shoes weren't there.
Sue then gently knocked on her housemate's room, to which there was no reply. She opened the door to find that the room was empty. Worried for the well-being of her housemate, she then returned to her room in order to grab her cellphone. On the screen was multiple missed calls, from her parents and some friends. Apparently she had missed all of it thanks to the ingenuity of 'Silent Mode'. She then proceeded to dial her housemate's cell.
The line was busy.
Grim was on her face as her heart raced a little to the thoughts of whatever that could've happened to her friend. A flash of bravery somehow urged her to venture out and look for her housemate. Without any hesitation, she walked out of her apartment unit and towards the elevator while still in her messy bed-hair and pajamas, which was basically a comfortable grey t-shirt and a pair of black track pants with white stripes on the side.
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Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Lobby
As the elevator dinged, the doors opened up to a crowd that has already formed around the lobby's television - all staring and listening intently to the news.
Sue cringed at the thought of leaving the apartment building what with the news advising against it. Part of her tells her that she should at the very least, attempt to look for her housemate. But the other half also tells her of the danger it poses if she does. In fact, she could very much be in deep trouble from the panicked crowd and traffic, or she could even meet with a stray bullet - what with the city echoing in gunfire as if it was fireworks going off in festivals. She stood there for a bit as she contemplated a while if she should waltz out, while staring with a deathly glare at the television taking in every bit of information.
Having slept over 20 hours the day before to wake up to her news feed on social media seemingly bombarded with all sorts of gore and grim around the city, coupled with her inbox filled to the brim with messages, Sue still found it unbelievable that so much had happened in such a short time. Distant explosions, screams and gunfire woke her up, which she first assumed was a random YouTube video still running on her computer. Sure, she's read some articles of questionable sources written about the lethality and sheer fantasy of the spread of a certain sickness all around the world which recently hit the States, to which she scoffed at. But now that it's plastered all over her face, she laughs a little as if it was a huge 'joke of the day' or a meme gone wild.
A little sigh and a grumpy moan then came out from her dry throat as the thought of 'wasted effort' flashed pass her mind. After all, the reason for her 20-hour-sleep was caused by sacrificing her sleeping schedule in order to complete her overdue research assignment the night before, which she had procrastinated for a week.
Now staring at the blinding monitor in her dark room with her eyes partially squinted, she began to ponder her next point of action. She glanced over her favorite mug and saw that it was half full with a fragrant chocolate liquid. It was the instant coffee she made to assist her in her assignment night. She took a few gulps from the cold and sweet liquid and decided to assure her loved ones of her safety. Carefully, she choreographed a proper status post to address all well-wishers and concerned individuals. She then stood up and walked over to the window overlooking the street her apartment was on. With her two fingers, she deftly plied the blinds to reveal a peeking slit, only to witness the chaos and frenzy now spreading over the city. She could see quite a distance from the 5th floor of her apartment room.
"Ah Joo-! Are you here?" She raised her voice a little, as she hollered for her housemate.
"Ah Joo!" She hollered again, only to find herself starting to feel worried for her housemate and herself. She opened her room door slowly and peeked outside. A quick glance tells her that there was no one. She proceeded to walk out to the living room, noticing that her housemate's room door was closed and her favorite pair of shoes weren't there.
Sue then gently knocked on her housemate's room, to which there was no reply. She opened the door to find that the room was empty. Worried for the well-being of her housemate, she then returned to her room in order to grab her cellphone. On the screen was multiple missed calls, from her parents and some friends. Apparently she had missed all of it thanks to the ingenuity of 'Silent Mode'. She then proceeded to dial her housemate's cell.
The line was busy.
Grim was on her face as her heart raced a little to the thoughts of whatever that could've happened to her friend. A flash of bravery somehow urged her to venture out and look for her housemate. Without any hesitation, she walked out of her apartment unit and towards the elevator while still in her messy bed-hair and pajamas, which was basically a comfortable grey t-shirt and a pair of black track pants with white stripes on the side.
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Present Time, Three Towers Apartment Complex, Lobby
As the elevator dinged, the doors opened up to a crowd that has already formed around the lobby's television - all staring and listening intently to the news.
"Again, we urge our viewers to remain at home, and only to venture outside if absolutely necessary..."
Sue cringed at the thought of leaving the apartment building what with the news advising against it. Part of her tells her that she should at the very least, attempt to look for her housemate. But the other half also tells her of the danger it poses if she does. In fact, she could very much be in deep trouble from the panicked crowd and traffic, or she could even meet with a stray bullet - what with the city echoing in gunfire as if it was fireworks going off in festivals. She stood there for a bit as she contemplated a while if she should waltz out, while staring with a deathly glare at the television taking in every bit of information.
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