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Ellen smiled at Damian and followed him up the stairs. She had never weilded a weapon before and so the knowledge that Cross-bows use bolts was taken into account immediately. She glanced around the room, not knowing the slightest thing about the ammuniton and such around her. She gulped slightly and nodded at him. "Thanks...this may sound extremely silly...but I've never used a weapon before, so therefore have never loaded one...would you mind?!" She pointed towards the bolts and shrugged, holding the cross-bow out towards him.

Jack looked around the weapons shop with an eyebrow raised. He didn't know how to use any of these weapons, nor did he want to learn. All he needed was to get back to the station and they'd have enough ammo and guns to last the infection. But would he risk the lives of these people just so he could stay comfortable. No, he decided, but he wouldn't use one of these just yet. "I'll take something once I'm out of ammo, I guess."

He started eying weapons across the store and scowled. Nothing interested him. He needed something light, fast, and strong. He headed upstairs to see if there would be anything that fit his desires there.

Darius looked upstairs and saw that he had a curved 18'th cenutry model of a steel longsword, he examined it for any thing that would give him a disadvantage in battle, but he could find none. The hilt was polished to perfection, he held the sword and took the hilt "I guess this will have to do." he said hiding his love for that particular weapon. Darius took it up and the scabbard to his pant leg and sheathed the fine blade. "So what the hell do we do now?"

Damian grabs some bolts and shows Ellen how to load up a bolt. Then he explains how to properly aim the crossbow and fire it. "So thats all you need to know in order to use a crossbow. Wana head to the roof and practice shooting some zombies, grab some more bolts and follow me." He grabs a few packs of bolts and walks to the stairs, looking to see if Ellen is following him.

Frustrated, Alexander jumps over the undead surrounding the van he is on, nearly being grabbed when he lands short. He runs to the Medieval weapons store, and starts pounding on the door. He shouts, "LET ME IN! COME ON THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" He starts stabbing at the undead closing in on him, the horde getting larger, attracted by the calls of their fellow dead.

Gene heard the pounding on the door and quickly ran toward it, seeing a man trying to get in away from a crowd. He pulled the man in and stabbed one of his knives into one of the zombies, kicking the corpse into the crowd and closed the doors with a loud slam. The crowd soon started to grow outside the store, a large riot size at best. "Everyone, grab only what's necessary and lets go!" Gene shouted heading for the back door. He started using the mechanical device on the back door, slowly raising it open. "Alright, time to go!" he yelled, waving for everyone to leave.

Jack jumped at the opportunity to get out of the store. He flung himself down the staircase and ran out to the mechanical doors Gene was working on. He looked around and noticed a crowbar sitting against a wall. Grabbing it, he reached for his pistol, remembering he had left it with Cammie. "Crap! I'll have to get my gun back..." He patted his waist trying to find his knife and felt it inside of his pocket. He lifted the crowbar and it landed lightly in his other hand. "This'll have to do for now.."

Ellen took everything Damian said in. She nodded, grinning as she did so, she was ready to kick zombie ass. She grabbed a few bolts and ran up the stairs after him. She found him on the roof, waiting for her with the cross-bow and some bolts. She walked over to the edge of the roof, looking down on the masses of zombies below them. She smiled at Damian and spoke. "You go first. I'll know better then on how to do it!" She glanced down at the zombies once again, noticing that some of the people that were in the building with them, were outside. She glanced over at Damian and smiled light-heartadly. "Unless you want to go down there of course..."

Darius unsheathed his blade carefully and ran twoards the exit "Lets get the fuck out! No time to waste talking!"

"Nope, I'll stay here, its secure enough" Damian says as he aim at a zombie, he shoots it with his crossbow, the bolt goes straight through the zombies head, dropping it dead.
"You can stay here if you want to shoot zombies, I'll check downstairs to check that no zombies have got in."
Then Damian walks downstairs with sword in hand.

(argh you bloody bastards and your fast replys have made me lag behind >:O ah well ^^")

Cammie watched as people ran around in a fury of confusion and among other things. She shrugged and then lit another cigarette and walked over to a wall that had some daggers and swords and picked up a small yet sharp and deadly dagger. It was similar to her own dagger yet the blade was longer and the hilt was red and instead of leaves carved onto the blade there was a small red dragon and fire. She picked up the small sheath and put it in the back of her pants and then picked up more ammo for the pistol and her GLOCK 37 and sighed when Gene and everyone else was leaving the store. "Well...this is wonderful..." She rolled her blue eyes and then walked over to a sink and washed the blood that was barley on her hands and her blade. She sheathed her blue dagger and then walked over to the door where everyone else was exiting and adjusted her clothes and her hat. She grabbed a black backpack and then ran out the door and slammed it closed. She ducked low and was running low to the ground avoiding the dead hands that tried to grab her and bite into her. She took out her blue and red dagger and slashed two zombies that got a little too close for comfort. She saw everyone else fighting their way out of the crowd and then smirked evilly and slashed a few more zombies across the face and jumped onto the top of an abandoned car and slashed at the hands that were desperatly trying to reach at her. She jumped off the car and tucked into a roll and got past the ends of the crowd and turned back towards the rest of the people. "Come on guys!!"

"Your mad if you think you can hold out here! Even if you do have the nescessary weapons for the moment, you know that they will come in unimaginable hordes and no crossbows, axes, or swords are going to change that! We need to get to a larger area typically one that has metal doors with a lock and not just flimsy wooden boards!" Darius was pacing around thinking of what he could do to improve the situation "Is anyone with me on this?"

Gene laughed as he saw Cammie run through the crowd slashing wildly. "Our plan is to leave, with or without Damian and Ellen" he said, drawing his sword and swinging it into the crowd as he followed Cammie's example. He got onto the car and cut at the hands trying to grab. "Come On Guys!" he shouted, "Let's Leave The Crowd To Them!" He jumped over the crowd, landing roughly and bitting his lip in pain. Ow...smart move he thought. When he could stand up, he took a knife from his pocket and lobbed it into the window of the weapon stores, shattering it. The zombies slowly started to turn their attention to the sound of shattered glass. They began shuffle and moan toward the store, some starting to make their way through the broken window.

Luckily the metal bars on the windows of the weapon stores stopped the zombies in their tracks. Being only 1 cm inbetween the metal bars. The banging on the secure ram resistant door increased, but the door did not even budge. Luckily it was a door with many strong bolts and locks as well as being well made. Damian reaches downstairs and sees the broken window and thinks, thank goodness for the metal bars across the windows, otherwise the zombies would have got in. He goes to the back room ready to close the corregated metal garage type door as soon as everyone who is leaving is leaving.

"I suppose it's just us three then, Me, Gene, and Cammie." Darius new that Damian wouldn't last long if he didn't stay on the move, but he also felt a anger twoards him because of his arrogance.

Alexander looks at the broken window, then quickly leaves with Gene, not wishing to fall behind. Even if this store was impenetrable, which he doubted, Supplies would not last forever, and they would soon be surrounded and unable to leave to retrieve more supplies. Grabbing a Roman Gladius (shortsword) on the way out, it's now or never. Hopefully Alexander can catch up.

Jack barreled out of the store, crowbar in hand. He smashed in several zombies' heads before Gene distracted them all. Giving him a thumbs-up, he walked over to him and Cammie. "Hey, can I get my gun back? This crowbar's pretty useful, but I prefer the feel of a gun." He whispered so as not to alert the horde.

Looking around, he saw the corner of the police station and decided to put his plan into action. "Let's go to the station, we can get a few guns there. Nothing fancy, but it's better than this for now."

Gene nodded and gestuerd Darius and Alex over. "Come on, we're going to the police station" he said, turning on his heel. He turned to Jack. "Yeah, but anything is better than getting up close with one of those things" he said, shaking his head. He put his sword into it's scabbard and took a knife from his pocket, turning it point down. "Are there any of them in there?" he asked Jack, turning his head toward him. He glaced back at the store as the zombies began to start shattering the glass on the front door, slowly tearing away at the wood. Poor bastards, Gene thought.

Damain looked at the small glass window near the top of the door, luckily it had a metal grid inside it, so that was ok. After everyone who was leaving the weapon store had exited he started to close the garage door.

Cammie looked over at the police station and then sighed and took Jack's pistol and handed it back to him. She pulled out a bloody cloth and wiped the blood off the daggers and put them back in their sheaths. She adjusted the black backpack and looked back at the people who had followed her. She counted the people and whispered their names.

"Lets see...Darius, Gene, Jack, Alexander, and myself..." She shrugged and then looked back at the police station and sighed deeply, her black hair swaying from the wind. She looked up at the sky and saw how it was getting darker...that was going to be a big problem... She quietly walked over to the station and stood at the doors and waited for the other boys to follow her.

She thought to herself...'Why am I the only girl here...?' She blushed as a image came to mind and she shook her head and gripped the handle to the door of the police station. She pulled it open quietly and then walked inside and pulled out her two daggers again and held them tightly in her hands.