Three weeks later.....

TheGoddessReborn · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheGoddessReborn** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 9:36 am

Alyssa looked at this girl who seemed surly, she shook her head in a "whatever" fashion and unholstered her gun and ran toward the area and got on a knee, she looked around backing them up should something happened. "you guys okay?" she called to the ladies in the cave.

Alyssa aimed her guy and happened on a zombie which had a large fleshy bludge on its chest. "what the hell?" alyssa began to open fire carefully aim at it's head. "why isn't it working?" she reloaded quickly and shot the fleshy bludge. and to her suprise it exploded knocking alyssa threw the hole that denise and robin had made then smacking backwards into the stone wall. "Uooh!" she grunted falling on her butt. "owie..!"

Aufeis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Aufeis** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:19 am

Alyssa had caught both Robin and Denise by complete surprise. Denise squealed in shock and Robin merely gasped as the woman came sprawling through the opening, "What the hell?!"

Denise looked at the radioactive monster's corpse, "What is that thing. And how did it get into the caves?"

Robin shook her head, "If there's one breech in the walls, perhaps there are more. We're going to have to round everyone up and scour the caves for more breeches. Let's get him fixed up, safe and seal up the hole."

Denise nodded, "Right."

TheGoddessReborn · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheGoddessReborn** on Sat Dec 12, 2009 12:52 pm

she rubbed her body and rose slowly.

"ow.. stupid gas bags."

she took her gun from the floor and walked out of the hole, she followed robin and denise to see if she could help them.

Pomona · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Pomona** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:47 am

Zarya continued her wanderings, trying to double back to the cave with the fields inside of it. From there she'd be able to find her way back to the tunnel they had seen all the people in. Her face remained expressionless, passive as a cow, but her mind whirled wildly. Since the second that girl had popped into the caves it had gone from a controlled, safe place to echoing with shouts, gunshots, and explosions. In that chaotic and unreasonable way the mind works, Zarya blamed it on Allyssa.

Scrubbing fingers through her hair, noting it was nearly dried already from the warm air in the tunnels, she kept moving forward, listening for voices or for more trouble. Seemed whatever the problem had been that had drawn off Denise and Allyssa had been taken care of as near silence settled over the cave structure. Following another turn, Zarya stopped cold as she stared at the blank wall that formed a dead end in front of her.

Turning back the way she had come, Zarya came onto a split tunnel rather quickly. Which way.... "I should've dropped bread crumbs."

Aufeis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Aufeis** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:49 am

"Awww. The new girl is lost. How sad. I should help her out, shouldn't I?" A voice echoed, bouncing off the walls of the tunnel. Roice stepped out of a cranny in the tunnel and crossed his arms, "Well, hi there little lady. I heard you might be lost. You wouldn't happen to need old Danny's help, would you?"

Roice laughed, a sound that was cruel and cold, "What happened to your pathetic little escort? Denny get bored or something? Too distracted to help you? Don't worry, babe, I won't be distracted so easily. We can spend all the time together you want, and more." He took a few steps forward. He was about three feet away from Zarya. He gave a sly grin, "And you know what's funny? Nobody will be able to hear us; not at all." He pulled out his handgun and pointed it at her.

"We're going to have so much fun, aren't we?"

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Robin and Denise were wrapping up their little "rescue" mission which had all been pretty pointless. Denise had Alyssa sit so she could inspect her for anything that mutate freak might have left on her, "Don't worry, this will only take a few seconds. I just want to make sure he didn't throw any radioactive gunk or whatever on you."

Robin breathed out a sigh of exasperation, "Do you want to come into the tunnels with us? It's probably more safe than out here. And you're right, we are going to have to seal this breach somehow. Shouldn't be too hard with some bricks and mortar."

Charred Future · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Charred Future** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 2:21 pm

Jason had snuck past the soldiers and into the caves in all the commotion over the zombies and coyotes. He passed through the tunnels soundlessly, arm finally stopped bleeding after a few minutes of squeezing. A click sounded somewhere ahead of him. "A gun..." He almost murmured it aloud, and scampered up one of the cave walls to an alcove. It had a hole in it to the larger tunnel, so he could see Zarya being pinned to the wall by the larger man. He watched, green eyes illuminating the whole scene. A hand reached into his pocket, fishing out a rock salt cartridge. Roice better not touch Zarya, or he'd be stinging for days.

Pomona · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Pomona** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 9:39 pm

"Get away from me Roice." Her voice was cold and tense as she backed slowly away from the man in front of her. She still had her rifle slung over her shoulder and just needed enough room to bring it up in front of her. Seemed Roice knew what she was thinking though as he brought up his gun. The slow backward pace continued until she bumped up against the cave wall, her arms lifting up in front of her in a defensive position. Zarya knew she was screwed, he had weapons and most likely military training. The balance of power was completely on his side, beyond vague threats.

"Hey.. You know what'll happen to you. They'll throw you out of the caves and let the bears finish prettying up your face." Zarya stared directly into Roice's eyes, not wanting to appear too afraid, thinking it might provoke him into attacking that much sooner.

Aufeis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Aufeis** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:04 pm

Roice simply laughed, "Yeah, I suppose they would, if they found out. But it will be our little secret, won't it? Just you, me, and the quiet of the caverns." he said with a grin. He leaned up against the wall next to her, keeping his gun trained on her shoulder. He didn't want to kill her just yet, "Come on, babe, just a peek for now. And I promise I won't hurt you. And while we're at it, why don't you hand over your guns and any other weapons you might be carrying. I don't want you to accidentally hurt yourself while we're..........having fun."

Pomona · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Pomona** on Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:32 pm

Zarya's long nose wrinkled up as if it had just been assaulted by the scent of a cesspool. The girl kept her rifle between her back and the wall. If she couldn't use it, at least she would keep it until it was pried from her damn fingers. Craning her neck to the side to get a bit further from the man, she swore under her breath.

"You know, you smell. Until you get a shave and a shower you won't get even a peek." Sliding along on the wall away from him, side stepping while remaining firmly pressed against the cave wall. Panic broiled under the surface, barely controlled, the desire to scream bloody murder bordering on the irresistible. I wish I had clean clothing... It was just clothes, but standing in clothes as dirty as an urchin's made her feel slightly less, and she wanted to feel every bit stronger and more superior to him as she could.

"Just put that thing away, Roice. We can end this well for both of us."

Aufeis · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Aufeis** on Mon Dec 14, 2009 1:59 am

Roice laughed again, a cruel smirk lingering on his face, "Oh, please, wait right here while I run off and let you get away, telling Hanson and Allans everything. You really must think I'm stupid or something. But trust me, you don't live on the wastes and get only a nice scar down you face if you're stupid. I'd put on some deodorant, but we ran out a few days ago. Now. There are two ways this will go down. Either you do what I say, and we both go our separate ways happily as can be, or I start getting mean. And trust me. You won't like old "Scarface" when he gets mean. Hand. Me. Your. Weapons." He said, waving the gun around. The safety was off, and there was a home-made silencer duct-taped to the end.

Denise went back to the cross section where she had left Zarya, only to find that she had disappeared, "Now where did she wander off to?" Denise began to search for her new acquaintance while Robin stayed with Alyssa, "Zarya? Zarya!? Where are you?"

Roice looked over his shoulder angrily, "Well, would you look at that. The cavalry has arrived. I know how to take care of her." Quickly Roice sidled along the wall until he was at the corner. When Denise came around said corner, a flash of recognition crossed her face as she saw Zarya, but it quickly disappeared as Roice cold-cocked her over the back of the head with his pistol grip. The unconscious woman fell to the ground, sighing weakly as blood began to drip down the side of her face, "Ooh, look at that. I think I hit her a little hard, didn't I? I'll have to make sure I tell her next time around to wear her helmet, huh?"

He dragged Denise's unconscious body to the wall and quickly took away her gun and knife, duct-taping her hands, ankles, and mouth. Then he unbuttoned her jacket , all the while keeping his gun trained on Zarya, "She might get a little hot with this on," He smirked, pulling up her shirt and taking a quick peek at her underneath, "Ah, she's quite beautiful. But I think I want something different. Now, you've seen what can happen when I get mean. You want me to play nice, don't you?"

Charred Future · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Charred Future** on Sun Dec 20, 2009 3:47 pm

Jason had to cup a hand over his mouth. This guy was insane. He had beensitting above the scene the whole time, gun by his side and tanto-style Kabr in one hand, thumbing the blade. He was sure he couldn't get to anyone fast enough to stop what the asshole was planning- no, he had to be quick about this, take care of it himself. He lifted the shotgun to his shoulder, and waited until the man was turned away, the packed-with-powder rock salt cartridge clicking into the barrel with a seemingly deafening click. He winced, and ducked before he knew what he was dong. If it came to a gunfight, he would have the high ground and the advantage, but he had only two slugs in te gun- he'd have to be creative.

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