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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 19:43:01 GMT -5
Misara threw another knife, it's hilt jamming into Connor's foot, "There. Happy?" she said coldly as she knew she hit him with the Hilt intentionally.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 19:44:43 GMT -5
"Yes. Very." Connor smiled. "Most people aren't that ballsy. I like that about you, it'll get you far!"
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 19:53:53 GMT -5
Misara looked at Connor, "If I threaten. I will follow through." she said coldly as the Radio from the F.O.B. went crazy with chatter about several missing units.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 19:56:27 GMT -5
Connor shot up from the couch. "What's going on?" He asked nervously. "And more importantly how bad is it?"
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 19:59:15 GMT -5
Misara shrugged, "Listen for yourself lazy ass." she said sternly as the Chatter continued.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 20:01:10 GMT -5
"Oh my." Connor said quietly. "no evac then..." he whispered. "It's alright guys we'll be fine don't worry."
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 20:09:34 GMT -5
Misara shook her head, "There's a humvee outside... We can use that for a means of escape." she said still sounding cold, "That is. If it still works..." she said shrugging coldly.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 20:18:47 GMT -5
Connor chewed his finger. "It could work...." He looked out of the balcony and sighed. "How old is it?" He asked since he couldn't see the vehicle.
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 20:24:34 GMT -5
Misara shrugged, "[clor=lightblue]I can't tell dumbass. A few now deceased troops used it to get here. So it should run.[/color]" she said sounding colder and colder per each word with how it seemed her situation was getting.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 20:25:30 GMT -5
Connor sat up and leaned forward. "Do you want to head out tonight?" He asked the group.
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 20:30:45 GMT -5
{other boards need love too Steve}
Misarashook her head, "No. We can't, there are worse things out there than the walkers at night." she said in a colder, yet, a hinting fearful manner before she continued, "We'd be killed off before the Humvee even got started. Horrendously" she said showing her now true coldness. ((Did the temperature just drop to -300 degrees Celcius?))
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 20:35:26 GMT -5
Connor stood up and readied himself to go out. He drew his 1911 and chambered it. "I need to do this." He said climbing down to the street silently. the zombies ignored the silent figure as it walked up to the dead soldiers. He quickly pulled off their dog tags and pocketed them. He free ran his way up the apartment and came to Ice princesses side. "That went better than expected."
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 20:41:56 GMT -5
Misara had given sniper support as she panned the area as she noticed one, "Shit!" she yelled as she took shots at the creature, "Of course a Damn Lancer comes in! Connor get that Humvee started of get the fuck out!" she yelled as she took shots at the maneuverable creature as she noticed a few more, "Son of a... Of course the damn pack comes in... Connor's dead now..." she said taking one out as some came up onto the building as she sheathed her M24 and took out her S.A.W. and prepared for a shitton of firing.
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Post by The Abysswalker on Jun 11, 2013 20:44:08 GMT -5
Connor frowned. "GO back down there? Fuck get my gear ready ok? I'll pull the hummer up and I want you and the survivors to meat me down there ok?" He requested / borderline ordered. "Cover me!" He yelled sliding down a gutter. He landed and quickly entered the hummer and revved it to life.
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Post by Lufia on Jun 11, 2013 20:50:03 GMT -5
Misara started to fire at the Lancers, "My position is compromised!" she yelled as she fired , "Good job dumbass! You fucked us!" she yelled as she noticed something and smirked, "Well now. We're lucky." she said still sounding cold as the sun rose and the Lancers began to scream in a high pitch as they fled.
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