Midnight sighed. Only because she looked like his old wife? ...Well, if that was the case, she'd let it go. She paused when he swore, blinking until she realized he was running. An interesting fact; an old man running seemed rather strange. But that didn't matter then. She hesitated, taking a small step forward as she saw what he was running for. She shook her head. Whatever Theo said about him being a stubborn old fool, those were the words she would have used for Eli had he been conscious. Perhaps not old, but certainly a stubborn fool. She had tried to tell him. She hurried after him, standing behind him, watching Eli. She had taken care of her own wounds, but she was far from a trained medic; something this bad was beyond her. She shook her head. "Wasn't careful enough...I'd guess he did something stupid...he still alive, though?"

Israel could see Gears cradling the boy from before. He called for Grace and led her to him.

"The boy's alright but hurt bad" Said Gears backing away, allowing Grace to reach Eli.

Church peered out of the window

"it seems clear,lets give it a little while though before we go out there..." he said,he turned and faced his group he was glad they were still alive,but he still wanted to get them out of there,he had made a promise to jennifer and he planned to keep it.

((goodnight everyone!))

Grace knelt down beside Eli the coppery smell of the blood filling her nose. What happened to him? She ran her hands over him until her hand came in contact with the warm sticky blood on the remainder of his arm. She quickly took her bag off digging in it, she knew she had an old pair of hemostats in here somewhere. Fishing them out she went to work quickly and precisely without a word, her eyes focused somewhere in the distance as she clipped and twisted the large vessels shut to stop the bleeding. Satisfied she'd done enough she brought a dusty bottle of iodine out and poured it on his arm, smearing it on to disinfect before wrapping it tightly. "There, he shouldn't bleed to death but infection is what we'll need to worry about. I have..had antibiotics, there's still a few bottles in my pack." She sighed and ran her hands over him feeling the shard in his chest. "We can't take this out, not just yet." If it pierced his lungs he'd die of asphyxiation from the blood but more slowly if they left the metal in. If that was the case he would need a makeshift chest tube to drain the blood.

As Gears watched a crowd gather around Eli, a grime realization washed over him. He hurried towards Israel's house, knocking several people out of the way in the process. He stopped, and dropped to his knees. His lips began to quiver and he pounded his fist against the ground.

"No... This can't be happening" He said softly. "I'm so sorry..." He whispered through his tears, but it wasn't going to change anything.

Axel was dead.

[Night yall! BEST RP EVER!]

Eli was lost in his dreams, he was remembering a scene from his child hood. He was alone. He was watching an older kid, being followed around by his sister. She was small, she had black hair and black eyes. He began to walk towards them. He got close and spoke "Hii-i-ii, Mmm-mm-m-my -nam-e ii=s Eli. D-dd do -yyou want -to be f-ff-f-rie-nds." The little girl hid behind her older brother. She was shy. He heard the brother say to her "Come on now, don't be shy." She moved slowly from behind her brother, and began to say"Hi I'm..."
Eli only saw her mouth out the next words. He opened his eyes for just a moment at looked at her she was all grown up. "Midnight" Eli mouthed, before losing consciousness.


Dud moved as fast as it could. Running back to Eli's house, there was something there that it was looking for. It remembered Eli put it somewhere, schematics, for a mechanical limb.
(Thnxs guys for keeping him alive, i got to go for the night. Later.)

Midnight paused, watching him. Just what she needed. He was more attached than she had thought; her name, even if no sound came out, was easy enough for her to make out. She glanced away, stubborn. But she looked back at him, then glanced at Grace. "Are we going to have to move him, or should we leave him here a bit longer? Would it upset anything?" Out in the streets was not the best place for this. And, with a crowd gathering, she was very uncomfrotable there. She watched Dud take off; where was that thing going. ...anything was better than a crowd. She followed after it, more to get away from the large group of people than anything. She paused, watching it. "...Now what are you doing here?" Not that she knew where 'here' was, anyway.

Peyton waked up and decided to head out. Peyton got all of his gear and weapons together. As soon as he woke up he had to light up another cigarette to get relaxed a bit. Peyton was more surprised he fell asleep being inside that abandoned blood-stained apartment building. Peyton got on all of his gear and began to point his M16A2 scanning the area. Peyton inched step after step looking both ways. Peyton didn't want to take the chance of a wastelander ambushing him from nowhere.

Peyton began walking down the street and saw it was a violent mess on the main street. Many vehicles were wrecked and smashed up against each other some were even on fire. Peyton looked down a different street that looked somewhat safe. Peyton continued on a different street still aiming his gun. Peyton walked up to a car that looked decent and still had the key in it. Peyton opened the door to the brown car and checked inside the vehicle. Then a sight Peyton saw disgusted him. There was a corpse in the back seat with its head blown to pieces and flies were devouring the inside of its head. Peyton dragged the body out the back seat and threw it in the street. Peyton got inside the car and twisted the key to see if it would start. The car sputtered and then shut down. Peyton tried twisting the key again and applied pressure to the gas pedal with his foot. Then the car went down again. Peyton twisted the key and it finally started. Peyton saw it had a full tank of gas in it still. Peyton felt very lucky and drove down the empty streets out of the abandoned city and on to the open road in the country.

((OOC: I couldn't agree more with Smiley how are we supposed to be involved when you leave us behind. One epic post a day sounds good to me, so we can have a chance to be involved. I can't even roleplay with Smiley cause you guys practically let the posts soar.))

Dimitri had not yet known about Eli's condition. He was still in the bar with Church and the others. The noxious smell of scorched flesh was seeping in through the doorways of the Bar, which wasn't a good smell at all, even worse when mixing with the smell of alcohol. He looked over at Church. "Church, if you know any place other than Feran we can hide out for, even for a few days, it's better than here. We all have to leave Feran soon." Dimitri knew there would be more Waster attacks, and in greater numbers. It was a miracle they even survived this one.

Thankfully, Dean had made it into the bar before the place went up. Afterwards, he looked outside. Nothing but scorched houses and ground as far as the eye could see. It was obvious that they would be unable to stay where they were any longer. If one attack by the Wasters was possible, another one was soon to follow. He heard what Dimitri was talking about, and he was totally fine with that. In fact, it was the best idea anyone could come up with at that moment. Dean unbarricaded the door and took a step outside, noticing that there was still ash floating about. He walked over to his house, and stepped inside. Everything was perfectly preserved. He began to pack everything into boxes, aside from things that were too large to pack. After a good half hour, everything was set to go.

(this is all I could come up with, considering I was left behind. again. this is starting to become a problem, guys. Can you at least limit your posting to one page while I'm gone? I really like this roleplay and I don't want to have to leave it because I can't keep up.)

Dud searched through the room, moving away old schematics, knocking down stacks of books, and tearing through piles of scrap metal.
The robot was looking for a specific piece of paper. It looked thought the whole house unaware that Midnight was standing at the door. The robot stopped in his tracks realizing immediately where the paper could be. It rushed out into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator. The schematics where sitting under the few cans of food Eli actually kept in there.

The robot turned around and finally acknowledged Midnight who seemed confused about what it was doing. The robot bumped up against her foot. Waiting for Midnight to move. It managed to warp a sound enough to make it say "E-ii, E-ii" It was trying to reach his friend. As it moved though the door it knocked down a picture. In the picture were Eli's parents, next to them was another couple, with shiny black hair, and dark black eyes.

Gears slowly made his way back to where Grace was treating Eli and bent down beside her.

"Is there anything you can do for him? I can't lose him too" He mumbled, almost in a trance.

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