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The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

His head snapped in the direction the butter knife had collided with the floor. Blake took a deep breath before moving the pistol held tightly in his grip. It seemed like he wasn't alone, "you just had to play the damn hero." He muttered to himself. Moving though the house toward the sound his back against the wall he peeked out of cover to see no one.

His brows creased in confusion, though he kept the gun in his grip. Moving forward into the kitchen. Looking around picking up anything that would help. His boots making a slight sound against the wood. "Your going to get yourself killed one of these days." Once he finished making sure the kitchen was empty he moved toward one of the rooms. Opening the door, eyes widening at the runner that seemed to come at him once he opened it.

He didn't have time to grab his short sword. Falling to the floor with a thud his gun slipping from his grasp as he tried to keep the thing from biting him. His hand already searching for the pistol on the floor, luck seemed to be on his side today as his hand grasped his pistol he shot the runner in the head. Letting out a breath of relief, as he rolled the dead thing off of him.

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

I went off the top of my mind it only seemed fair since Joel and Ellie went through some towns and there was still clickers and runners even with hunters there.

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

A scream caught his attention the hunting rifle swinging in the direction. Looking out the scope seeing men following behind a woman. With a strained sigh, he still followed his dad's old rules. Shooting off one of the hunters, watching as the body fell to the ground blood already forming beneath the man's body. Pulling back and reloading he really had to make the clip bigger.

Cursing himself on his luck. Shaking his head taking aim once again he shot the other man only wounding him. His aim sucked sometimes and his luck most of the time. His jaw clenching he would have to get moving or he would just camp out in one of the rooms. He already knew there were a few runners and clickers in town.

With the sun sinking and it turning to night. Blake would camp here for the night then move in the morning it was better that way. Move during daylight camp out at night. Getting his hunting rifle attached to his bag again he grabbed the pistol he kept on himself. He might as well search the place didn't need any nasty surprises.

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

Alright done

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

A dark haired man peeked over the concrete barrier. He went over the barrier making his way forward. Blake let out a sigh, looking at the sky. He had to make his way to a place where he could be safe for the night. Hearing voices of the hunters he ducked back down into cover. Watching as they passed him. Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding till now.

Going around a different way, he kept the short sword in his hand. Hunters didn't need to know he was here he knew what happened to people that got caught here. Seeing a guy up ahead of him. Sneaking forward his steps careful to make sure that he didn't make an unneeded sound. Grabbing the man his sword going through the guys back he winced before laying down the body before continuing forward.

He could hear the clickers and runners starting to return he didn't have the time. Looking around seeing no hunters Blake took his chance. Going over cover and running for one of the many houses in front of him. He could hear the the yells of infected now coming his way. Grabbing one of the nail bombs from his pack he threw it down. Hearing it explode he could feel some blood getting splattered on his jeans.

He kept moving though. Crashing through the door and slamming it shut behind him. Looking around he moved one of the shelves, in front of the door. He was breathing heavily, "this could have gone better." Going upstairs he set up a post with his hunting rifle. He adjusted the scope making sure he could pick off any of the infected that came to close.

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

Ok then

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

I really like her so you or me start?

The Last of Us [Emmeline & Xion Demente]

Name: Blake Thomas

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Status: Not Immune

Appearance:

Biography: Blake was born maybe two or three days after the breakout. His mom didn't survive after giving birth to him. His father and him had drifted from city never staying long maybe a few days to scavenge. Though when he was eighteen his father had gotten bit. His dad had begged him to shoot him before he turned, which to give him mercy he filled through. He had kept on the move, avoiding clickers and runners when he could.

Personality: Blake had hardened after the incident with his dad. Only keeping cold and distant to anyone that tried to get close. Though on the inside he was kind he just made sure to keep people at a distant to not get hurt again.

Skills: molotavs and smoke bombs were his main specialty though he would make a nail bomb from time to time. He was also good at making med kits it kept him alive. He made what was needed never wasting any supplies he has.

Weapons: a short sword, hunting rifle, pistol, and shotgun.

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Mark looked up just as Lukas came in. "Anything wrong?" Lukas shook his head and sighed. Looking at his parents pictures. If they could stop the weapons from coming in then the force behind them will weaken. Crossing his arms he sighed some, shaking his head. Glancing over his shoulder when Rose came in. "Nothing much just deciding whether or not to sabotage the weapons that are coming in haven't fully decided yet."

Marks eyes widened, "you know how dangerous that is?" Lukas just shrugged, "your going to cover for my absence best way of getting them weakened get the source of the power and lower it you weaken them." Mark sighed, "you really want to do this?" Lukas shrugged, "you know they don't need us since they got all they need now what's the harm in doing this they won't know they were involved."

Mark sighed knowing his friend was right. "Alright just be as careful as you can don't get caught purposely."