SilverFallen

Cyaиide Suиs

@TheMadAsshatter @pugbutter

Neasa found his shrug to be actually reassuring. He wasn't sure why. He wasn't some obnoxious do-gooder who was going to be pretentious and preachy. He didn't have some story made up to convince her that he was actually good and totally not going to do terrible things to her the moment she turned her back. He was just helping her because he had a shred of decency in him. And that was fine with her.

She followed him out of the building, gun gripped in hand, and glanced around. Once her eyes readjusted to the sunlight, she scanned the horizon, and to her surprise, saw three figures a distance away.

Neasa caught up to Scott, nudged his arm with her elbow, then jerked her chin in the direction of the three figures. Maybe they were too far away to be heard, but she wasn't going to risk it if they were hostile.

Vampires n shit

@jbeil Are you still looking for a partner? If so; are you looking for FxM, FxF, MxM, or don't care? (And I mean either romantically or platonically.)

Looking for a Partner or Two [MxM || MxF || FxF]

@StripyWolf Still looking for a party for the supernatural bounty hunter one?

Seas of Blood

@TheIratePirate Is this still open for new members?

En'jer: Pharaohs of Egypt [ Fantasy Action-Adventure ]

You had me at Egypt. Definitely interested!

Cyaиide Suиs

@TheMadAsshatter

Neasa had to stop and think about what he said. There was some merit to it. Some. "In a trading post, however, there are others there who might notice somebody with malicious intent. There are others who might be able to stop it before it happens. Here? You have no defenses. I could have stabbed you. Do you truly not care if you are killed in your sleep?"

She really had to stop caring; it wasn't her problem. But he was one of the few friendly faces she had met along the way. It was rather nice to just relax and talk to somebody. While she didn't put her gun away, she did let herself lean back against a wall. She wasn't sure she'd be able to get back up if she sat down.

As for her story, she shrugged her shoulders. "Had a dumb brother who decided to come here. Been trying to find him, but he's probably dead. Now I'm just sort of here. Name's Neasa by the way."

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@TheMadAsshatter

Neasa wasn't sure if he was the bravest person in this hellhole or the dumbest. Maybe both. To brazenly sleep without any traps around him; she had snuck up on him easily. He could have been killed. Then again, maybe it was a good thing she had been the one to find him. Not that she really should be caring so much about a stranger dying from his own stupidity. And yet, she was. Guess The Zone hadn't killed all of her basic human decency.

She lowered her gun, but kept it in her hands, ever cautious and paranoid.

"Sorry," she sighed. "Just, surprised I guess. You haven't been here long, have you? Live and let live is more for the outside than in here. You'll get yourself killed being so trusting."

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@TheMadAsshatter

Neasa had been fully prepared for a fight. She figured she had the upper ground, considering the guy had been asleep and she had a gun to his face. If it wasn't a fight, then she was expecting fear, maybe some begging. Honestly, anything but his completely nonchalant attitude. For a moment she just stared at him, trying to figure out if he had said what she actually thought.

"Did... Did you just ask me about my morning?" It was a dumb question, but she was just so dumb-founded she wasn't sure what else to do. She stepped back a bit, but didn't exactly lower her gun. Just because he was weird didn't mean he was safe. Maybe he was just using this as a tactic to catch her off guard. Well she wasn't falling for it.

"What the hell were you doing? What are you doing here? And who are you?"

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@pugbutter Woops. Thanks for catching that (I was tired). Also, he, not she. Just playing a female character.

@TheMadAssHatter Don't worry, I was having the same problem. So, whenever you're ready.

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The farmhouse was a sight for sore eyes. Not that Neasa had ever seen it before. It was just such a relief, even in it's rather diminished state. With her shotgun in hands, she made her way inside, more concerned about what might possibly be in there to loot than danger. Hell, she'd rather die with a sudden bullet to the head than the already prolonged radiation sickness that would surely kill her.

She didn't even get to search for too long when she heard it. At first she legitimately thought it was a chain-saw. Her gun came up and she whipped around, looking for whoever was the source of the sound. Being ripped apart by a chainsaw sounded even worse than radiation sickness and she had no desire to die such a gruesome death.

It took her a moment to realize it wasn't a chainsaw. It was somebody snoring. The realization had her a bit floored. Who was so stupid to sleep in such an unsafe location? And to snore, too! Sitting ducks had a better chance of survival. Unless the place was booby trapped, but she'd yet to run into a trap.

The possibility that the snoring moron could be her little brother slipped into her mind, but she shoved it away. It had been too long. Surely he was dead by now.

Either way, she wanted to know who it was. Neasa brought her gun back up and slowly crept up the stairs, around the corner, checking for traps as she went.

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