Toothless

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“We‘ll walk.” Rex agreed though he hoped to do so in a timely manner so they could give anyone on their tail the slip. He climbed effortlessly onto the side of the car- reaching in and taking hold of her bag. It hit the pavement with the hard thunk of cans and he brought it over to her, urging her to take it before they started their trek.

The miles they traveled by car brought a steady chill to the air they now stood- the first kiss of a colder clement blew in from the north as the last of the fire died down to red embers. The smell of charred flesh was soon behind them and that was a blessing to be counted. Up ahead the earth dipped down from the road and Rex lead Cassie down into that ditch, walking silently for a mile out of sight of the other side. The aliens might be looking but their scanners were not that accurate- with them so close to the wilderness they could be mistaken for predators stalking along for smaller prey. He hoped they would not be too inclined to look into it.

The hours stretched out like the road before them and by the time they reached the next exit Rex worried about the girl’s declining heath- the flushed coloration of her face and the shortness of breath suggesting a fever. Their hike hadn’t been that laborious…

He took her hand and steered her down the ramp, between cars clumped up behind a collision one had taken with the safety railing. He poked his tongue at his chapped lips and scanned the streets for zombies. There was a few- just rousing from the daydreams that compelled them to stand so still. Rex looked ahead to the store fronts and picked up the pace with Cassie in tow. Always keeping something between them and the zombies he lead them across the street and into a small thrift shop. So small that there wasn’t a window visible and the room smelt of nothing but old musty clothes. He took a chair from near the dressing rooms and propped it beneath the handle of the front door pinning it shut.

Assured by their temporary security he came back over to Cassie and popped a can open as he sat down upon the floor. “Can I interest you in some cold green beans? Swimming in their own slimy juices…” He checked the expiration date but it was a basic example of earth food- just gross -not bad.

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It may have been the traumatic experience that caused a delay in response. He didn’t miss the way she clutched her arm but had seen humans do this when frightened- grabbing at themselves for comfort. It didn’t seem to be enough though. She was in shock and there was a slight tremble to her form as she curled in on herself. Her fear wasn’t unreasonable and he felt a small twang of worry of his own. Would she turn into one of the infected now? He bat away the thought and lowered his bag to the pavement. From within it he removed cleanly packaged antibacterial wipes, cotton pads and a rolled length of gauze. He put these aside for a moment and took her wrist, removing her hands from her ears. “Hey, look at me. You’re not a zombie yet so let’s not assume the worse. We’re going to clean that up and keep on going.”

He didn’t know if his assurances gave her any comfort but moved on to clean the bite and bandage it neatly, cutting away the excess tape and returning the roll to his bag which he shouldered once more. He looked at her a moment longer and then stood peering towards the exit ramp- wondering if that armored squad had seen the smoke. “When I was getting gas I encountered some of the aliens. They didn’t see me but I overheard them and they are looking for the two of us.” He made to help her up, while he understood she was shaken it was clear that he would be the same if they were found out by anything other than zombies. “We have to keep moving.”

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I only get thanksgiving off

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I'll be waiting.

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I just try and find fast paced rps

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Foolish as it may be Rex was hoping for a quick get in- get out sort of situation. Slinking along in broad daylight he felt like a blatant target though knew the zombies would not be drawn to him immediately. Not that this was a problem here anyhow… He didn’t run into a single one. The gas station was as deserted as the deep desert. Only a few loose wrappers and a stiff breeze to keep him company as he circled around the building in a search for tanks. A familiar click and sizzle froze him in his tracks. Around the other side near the pumps was an armored squad of his race, blowing away a zombie that he hadn’t noticed in his own passing. He didn’t need to look he skirted the opposite direction, knocking a discarded soda can in the process and drawing their attention by the sound of their footfalls. They didn’t rush to his location but he still felt his heart hammer in his chest.

Gaze darting from one side to the next he turned toward the building and leapt, with his light weight he managed to grab the eave with ease and kicking off the wall he flipped himself onto the roof. When they came around the corner he crouched low so he wouldn’t be seen from street level. For a moment he wasn’t sure where they had went but in reality they had merely stopped at the back of the building. Skeptically searching and then commenting on earth pests. Rex would have crept away then if the topic hadn’t turned towards him. Demeaning and disrespectful- they would put bile into his mouth with the things they wished to do to this world. He wasn’t surged into outrage but disgusted by their inhumanity (yes, that word. One that didn’t even belong to their kind). How had he never noticed the true nature of him people?

They confirmed what he knew- they were doing a sweep, pinpointing life forms and wiping them out. Most zombies included. Their radar was simplified though and couldn’t verify infected from healthy humans. They’d come this way to wait in ambush.

Rex moved away from them across the rooftop, dropping down near the front once more and grabbing a gas tank he had earlier overlooked. Given the weight it was at least somewhat full. He started back down the exit ramp without being found out and thought he was home free when he heard the distant scream. He ran. The scene he found when he reached the interstate was most alarming- like heart in throat.

Flinging the gas tank he bounced it off Cassie’s attacker and into the approaching pack, scattering gasoline from its open maw. The zombie was temporarily stunned by the hit and he charged in- close lining it with the crowbar and cracking its head sideways. Yanking the crowbar out its softer flesh he caught the first zombie to rush in its absence, connecting with the space between its eyes and staggering it back. He followed through with the swing by hitting a third. The others stumbled back with some self awareness but didn’t seem ready to give up. A second longer and they would have come again. He struck a spark off the asphalt and it greedily bit out at the fuel, consuming quickly, swallowing the zombies in ruthless flames.

Rex had to look away before he was consumed by the sight, looking instead to Cassie. Throat tight and voice tense. “You alright?”

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^^ life can be busy. That's why I limit my rps to two at a time.

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Hey, I can work with which ever so whatever you think would be more interesting. =D flip a coin if you need to. I'm going to sleep so the decision is yours.

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If you want, not sure zombies are smart enough to get into the car. Unless they bust the window and grab her through the glass ^^

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Hmmm, I'll try summing it up. It's only ten fifteen minute episodes. So two brothers somehow end up in another 'realm' and go on a series of misadventures on their search for the way home. All the while being hunted by a monster who is waiting for them to lose hope and be devoured by the alderwood so it can make oil of them for its lantern. Here's the first episode http://youtu.be/_Wc1-q1CX_E

On a different note Rex is going into town to get gas so he'll probably run into some zombies. Cassie might run into some aliens in the meantime.