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Kira Ray Smith

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a character in “Infectious”, as played by xSilentButterflyx

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Name- Kira Ray Smith

Age- 20
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Appearance
........Height- 5"4
........Weight- 114 lbs (curvy but thin around the waist and strong arms and legs from swinging a crowbar and ballet)
........Eyes- Round Hazel eyes
........Hair color/style- Light Burgundy Brown- Breast Length-curly
........Clothing- Grey Jeans, White Tanktop, Big Black Sweater, Worn out combat boots
........Misc.- Slight body but can be swift, not that strong (was in ballet so she has good balance)

Personality- She is very optimistic and hopeful, but sometimes trusts too easily and ends up getting hurt. She lacks confidence and is more of an observer. She keeps her thoughts to herself and seems to be always deep in her own little mind. Always thinking, but about what? That is hard to tell. She can be a fighter when needed, but she isn't that strong. She's very shy but has a strong heart and likes to help out when needed. People see her as a drifter, and she seems to be extremely free spirited. She can be strong minded and understands a lot about both people and world, but at the same time she has a child-like-ness about her. She's a bit resigned around strangers, honest around friends, and thoughtful all the time. She is deliberate and flighty. Reckless yet timid. Forgiving where forgiveness shouldn't be given. Open minded and hearted. Nurturing and supportive. She has a humor though and loves a good laugh. She is a listener. Kira is also very shy and closed off sometimes. People have found trouble trying to get passed her walls to see inside her. She is a bit of a mysterious one and hard to read. She's scared of the dark, but loves lightning and thunder.

Equipment- A small knife and crowbar she keep on hand. She's swift and lithe like a dancer.

Biography- She doesn't really talk often and when she does it's rarely ever about her past. ))

So begins...

Kira Ray Smith's Story

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She hid behind the dumpster next to the hospital and her body shook with trembles as the marines were firing off at innocent people! She didn't want to die! She clenched her fists till they drew blood and peaked around the side of the old tree, bodies dropped everywhere. She'd come here to see her mother who had become very ill with some sort of disease, but then these people arrived and she remembered being knocked out. She'd woken surrounded by dead and had somehow made her way outside without being shot, she knew she wouldn't be so lucky though if she stepped out now.
"What are you doing!" she heard a scream and Kira's heart dropped. It was her sister Karen.
"No." she whispered under her breathe but her muscles wouldn't move. She watched Karen hurry down the steps from the emergency door and towards the marines. She didn't look afraid and Kira felt a sudden admiration towards her older sister.
"Why are you shooting at us!" Karen screamed again. "We're not infected!"
Then everything began to happen in slow motion. Kira saw one of the marines turn and aim at Karen with his gun.
"No!" Kira had finally found her strength and ran towards her sister, but it seemed her legs couldn't go fast enough.
Karen's head turned towards Kira at the sound of her voice, but it was too late.
A bullet stuck Karen once in the shoulder, making her stumble back, and then three more shots were fired into her chest and neck.
"Karen!" Kira cried out and rushed to her sisters side. Blood was gushing out of her sister's neck and Kira tried stopping it, but it just soaked through her hands and all over the ground.
Kira looked up to see the man point his gun at her and she was ready to feel the sting of bullets.

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Kira opened her eyes when she hadn't felt a bullet and had instead heard another woman screaming for the man to stop. She trembled and she clutched at her sister. Why did a savor have to come now? Why couldn't they come for my sister! I wasn't brave. She thought.
"I won't hurt you." the woman said to Kira and she nodded, still in shock of the situation. Everything happened in a blur. The woman was screaming for a medic and then she was being led away from her sister who was being carried to another place.
"But-- but can't I be with her?" and the woman just kept trying to talk and get her mind away from where her sister was going.
"Look, you need to move. Your covered in blood and lets hope to god that you aren't cut." the other woman said.
She was pulling Kira towards a blockade, half dragging half carrying her as she dragged her away.
A sound of a gun shot went off and Kira didn't know what to think of it. Then she saw the woman's face and turned to see where her sister had disappeared into another place.
"No!" she screamed and thrashed against the woman, but the idea that they'd shot her sister made her faint.

((OOC: Sorry it sounds so scatter brained. I'm tired XD))

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck

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(( OOC: I'm not inactive. Sorry I didn't think anyone was rping on this and I'd forgotten to check. Sorry! I'll reply very soon though. Good thing I guess my chick was unconscious.))

Kira woke up in the back of a Jeep and rubbed her eyes sleepily. Where was she? What had happened? She sat up and looked in the feet in front of her where to people sat. In the driver and passenger feet was a man and a women she recognized. Her memories hadn't yet fully came back. She looked down at the dried blood covering her hands and her clothes.
"Wha-" she said shocked and looked up quickly remembering. She remembered the crazy things eating people and the guns and the killing. Her sister. Her lips trembled and she sat back against the back door of the jeep. It all felt so surreal. Was this really happening? She hoped that she was asleep back at home before her parent got sick. Before they went to the hospital. She hugged her arms and watched the woman up in the front seat driving. She didn't know where she was going or who a lot of these people were. The only thing that kept her from jumping out the back was the fact that the woman had obviously not left her for dead back at the hospital and she was too scared to be alone right now. She rested her chin on her knees and starred blankly out the window.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck

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((sorry guys, i've been doing my Finals atm, so been crazy busy!))

James laughed as he jumped into the passenger seat of the jeep. "Don't worry, it's only a mile down the road, He'll be fine!"

He looked over at Paul, grinning wickedly "Then again, you're welcome to sit on my lap. Don't worry, i don't bite - unless you want me to." he said jokingly, laughing.

A noise from the boot of the jeep caused him to turn around suddenly. The woman who had been unconscious was awake.

He nudged Molly "She's awake," he said, turning in his seat to face her.

"Hey, how are you feeling? Like shit, right? Don't worry, you just need a bit of rest and relaxation. I'm Dr James Wishbeck. What's your name?" he said, in his calm, comforting 'doctor' voice, smiling kindly.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck

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Molly laughed at Jame's comment to Paul. Paul looked appalled and started walking. James nudged Molly, letting her know the women was awake. "Alright, comfort her. We'll get to the house and let her lay down." She said and started the jeep, but looked over at Paul, asking him to drive the tank in the field and next to the house. Most civilians don't know how to drive one, but that doesn't mean she want's to leave it out on the road, If anything they can use the gas for the jeep.

The house was massive, a large cobble wall squared in the property and a iron gate created the entrance. Molly was amazed by the handy work of the gate. "Can you drive? I'll open the gate." She said and went to dispatch two walkers that stood at the entrance, and swung the gate outward to let them through. They were going to have to find some kind of lock.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck

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Kira looked up suddenly when she realized the man up front was talking to her. He asked her if she was alright and before she could answer he said what she was feeling. Like shit. Her stomach was doing flips and her head was pounding.
"Kira." she answered quietly after she realized he must be a doctor. The woman drove them to some large gate and Kira looked up at it with amazement. Why were they heading to a building? Why weren't they going to the police? With those people turing crazy and eating each other she thought a police station was the safest. She felt oddly comfortable though as she looked at the large house and its gates. The crazy people would need to try their hardest to get into this place. It was a fortress.
"Can you drive? I'll open the gate." Molly said to Dr.James. Kira clenched her fists and watched Molly get out. After Molly had saved her from the soldier she felt a lot safer when she was around. Kira hoped she wasn't replacing Karen with Molly. Would it be so bad though if she did. She saw Molly heading towards two of those crazy people and she flinched when Molly took them out. Her lip trembled and she hugged her knees back to herself.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck

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James moved over to the passenger seat and drove the car past Molly through the large Iron gates. Once inside, he had a better view of the house - it was huge, with for floors and huge windows. He had been here before on several occasions, for dinner with Mr Fisher and his wife and later for various social occasions. Since his wife's death 8 months ago, he had become somewhat of a recluse - going to work and returning from work, never having and visitors.

In James' professional opinion, he had died of a broken heart.

Hopping out of the Jeep, James walked over to Molly.

"It's strange, he always kept the place locked up. We should keep an eye out..." he said, walking over to the small shed beside the gate. He pushed the door open carefully and peered inside. Inside was some gardening tools, some old cans of paint, a couple of old sun loungers and an old, civil war sword. Crouching down, he picked the sword up off the ground and pulled it half-way out of the sheath.

Feeling the blade, it was dull, but not completely blunt. 'Could be useful' he thought to himself, swinging it over his shoulder. Standing up, he looked around and saw what he had been looking for - a thick iron chain with a ancient looking padlock on it. Grabbing it, he turned around and returned to Molly, handing her the heavy chain.

"That should do the trick. God knows why it was in the shed," he said, tightening the strap on the sword to hold it more firmly on his back.

He then walked over to the Jeep and opened the boot. He smiled at the girl within kindly and offered her his hand to help her out.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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James led the two marines and the girl to the front door of the house, reaching into his pocket and drawing out the spare keys Dr Fisher had kept in his desk draw at the hospital.

"Always come prepared" he said, jingling the keys and smiling, before opening the door and stepping inside. The entrance hall was huge and almost entirely white - as was the rest of the house - with white walls, white furniture and pale birch floors. Not a thing was out of place and the house was immaculately clean aside from a thin layer of dust that had developed in the past two months.

"Nice place, isn't it? Mrs Fisher had excellent taste - well, her interior designer did at least. Turns out money can buy taste!" Walking in, he brushed a thin layer of dust off an expensive looking white chaise longue and sit down, leaning back with a sigh.

It was then he hear gunshots at the gate. Sitting but up abruptly, he looked out the large glass window and saw Molly with a black haired man by the gate.

"Oh look, another addition to our little apocalypse crew."

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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((OOC: Yay! You guys didn't leave me behind. Ok I respond now ^-^ ))

Kira took his hands and jumped from the jeep into some soft mud that was struggling to dry under the overgrown foliage. The crazies had just begun appearing so she knew that this house was abandoned years ago. She tipped her head back to look up at the large house and cocked her head with curiosity. She'd never been in any house bigger than an apartment.
Dr.James led her and two other marine guys to the door and he found a key. She peered over his shoulder when he unlocked the door.
"Holy shit." she gaped at the large house and all the white. It was so fancy. Sheets covered a few of the furniture. She stepped in and looked around, tracking mud in on the white floors and carpet.
"Sorry." she said apologetically and slipped out of her boots. She hugged her arms to her chest and padded her way to a grandfather clock that still ticked with a heavy golden thing that swung back and forth. It seemed Dr.James knew whoever had been here and obviously had been here before if he knew how to get the key and get in.
She tried not to think about the crazy people and her sister. Dr.James and the others kept talking about some apocalypse of zombies and crazies so she had to push those memories away to survive. She had to find some sort of weapon. She'd never used a gun before, and the thought made her sick when she heard gunshots ring in her ears as she remembered her sister and the other civilians. She would find something blunt, and learn to swing it. She wasn't as strong as Molly, but she had muscles from ballet and the balance to swing something at one of the crazies if need be.
A gunshot rang out and Kira flinched. She hurried towards the open door afraid something had happened to Molly, but she just stood there talking to another man with dark hair. He looked a bit crazy with blood on his hands and head and a crazy smile on his face. She stepped back a bit cautiously, but it seemed Dr.James was taking in everything light heartily because he just laughed from where he stood next to a large window looking out at Molly and the other man.
"Oh look, another addiction to our little apocalypse crew."

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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Molly shrugged. "We think its some kind of disease." She laughed, "Sounds fucked up, but it truly looks like some kind of zombie apocalypse. Your welcome to come into the house. We have a doctor if you need checked out. We just arrived." She held out her hand shaking his, "Major Molly Carson. Marine Corp."

With that she turned and walked into the house, throwing the chain to Paul who just arrived and nudged the gate shut. She listened as the footfalls of Gates and Paul as they followed. James stood at one of the large windows, his arms crossed against his chest. The women stood next to him, her arms wrapped around her waist. Molly really need to catch her name when they talked, she smiled and stepped into the house. Which was massive, and pristine. A large foyer opened up to reveal curved stairs, a small room on the side held expensive looking furniture, the windows large as lush red fabric covered them like drapery. She knew doctors made a shit load of money, but this house was more than half a million on its damn own, god knows how much the furniture was in its self. Unlacing Bellevilles she kicked them off and set the Carbine against the door frame.

"Baker, do a perimeter check outside. Herrginton, you check the inside and look for any kind of firearms within the house. Carson, I don't want to even look at you right now." Paul spat as he threw himself in a plush leather chair, blowing his blond hair from his eyes and kicking his feet up on a crystal encrusted table. Molly only smiled and flicked the bastard off. The other marines shook their heads but listened, heading outside and upstairs.

Molly kicked Paul's feet down and shoved her way past him and the table to sit on a small arm chair. "We need some kind of plan. Are we going to stay here?" She looked at James instead of Paul, who was actually in command of her. He could easily make Molly lick the shit of his shoes if he wanted to. Knowing the bitch, that probably wasn't so far from the truth.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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"Shit." was I said in response. She told me her name and I shook her hand with a nod of my head. I took one last look at the bodies outside of the fence and then followed Molly inside. Another man followed in behind me. The house was almost as spectacular as it looked on the outside. It was a bit dusty, but I thought it added some character. A man stood by the window watching us and next to him was a small woman who also watched us. I felt uneasy under their gazes and looked away. I touched my blood stained hand to a white wall and it left a bloody imprint. He chuckled.
"Baker, do a perimeter check outside. Herrginton, you check the inside and look for any kind of firearms within the house. Carson, I don't want to even look at you right now." the man who followed him inside spat and then sat his lazy ass down in a chair. I glared a little at the blonde man and sat across from him. The house was nice, but I felt a little uneasy in it. I felt like some rich dude would come bounding down the stairs yelling at him to leave and calling him some burglar. Back in the city he got a lot of that because of how I looked. People assumed I was a bad guy. Really I didn't know if I was or not. I never thought I was, but who knows.
"We need some kind of plan. Are we going to stay here?" Molly said from an armchair to the man I assumed was the doctor by his crisp outfit and the expensive watch on his arm. I sat back a bit watching what they would decide. It was a safe place he was sure, but they couldn't just stay here if this was some zombie apocalypse. I was sure they would need to find some sort of survivors camp.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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"We need some kind of plan. Are we going to stay here?" Molly said, sitting beside Paul and the new stranger. Walking over to the stranger, he noticed blood on the man's hands.

"Have you been bitten?" He asked him, kneeling beside the chair and taking his arm, feeling for his pulse.

Without waiting for a real reply - he was fairly confident the man had not been, he was showing none of the typical signs the other patients had - he looked across at Molly.

"There's a pantry just through the Kitchen, it's full of canned food and stuff. I'd say enough to last the 7 of us at least three weeks."

Turning his attention back to the man he held one finger up in front of his face. "Your pulse seems fine, a little fast but that's understandable. Follow my finger." He moved his finger side to side in front of the man's face, watching for signs of concussion but noticing none.

"Good. I'm James, by the way. James Wishbeck." he said, his warm, friendly smile spreading across his face.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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"Gates." I said skipping the whole Cameron but you can call me Gates deal. "Glad there's a doctor here." I stated and I truly meant it. I had a way of getting hurt easily sometimes.
I was glad the head wound wasn't bad. The last thing I needed was a concussion and to drop dead suddenly. James made a point about the pantry.
"Maybe we should stay here for three weeks and then move on. Let the craziness outside settle down. I know it's probably hell out there and people are panicking. There's crazy people who chased me all the way here for miles thinking they were infected." I said with a grimace.
"We probably shouldn't let too many of the dead ones find this place. I'm not sure how strong the gates would be against a lot of them. I'm not even sure if they could climb. Can they?" I asked the doctor, thinking he would know most about this disease.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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Molly shook her head. "I don't like the idea of having to wait until all the food is gone to move." She chewed her lower lip as she thought about what Gates said about the gate not holding up. "We can park the tank in front of the gate. I haven't seen them jump and the wall around the house is stone, the only weak spot would have to be the entrance gate. We can drive it through and park it in the yard, that way we still have it if we need it." She scratched her head. Thinking of any other way of closing up the only weak spot.

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I only nodded. I didn't see any better way to enforce anything, and it's not like they would stay here long enough to really want to set up any real strong protection.

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Could they climb, James thought.

"Their motor skills are seriously impaired. They seem to have bad vision and their hand-eye co-ordination is almost non-existent. There's no way i can see them being able to climb over the fence. I agree with Molly, it's best not to wait until we run out of food to move on - there's no way of knowing when we'll be able to find more. The last word we got through at the hospital mentioned a refugee camp being set up in the Nebraska desert...but I don't know where or if it even came to anything," He said, standing up and walking away from Gates, and sitting on the edge of the glass table.

He shrugged his jacket off, placing it on the table beside him and brushed his hands through his hair.

"I could still use that drink..." he sighed.

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Kira sat up straight from her seat by the window at the sound of a refugee camp, but then Dr.James continued and he shoulders slumped when he said it might never have even came to anything.
"I'm going to clean up." she told the others, but it seemed they were all engrossed in finding out weather to stay or go that none of them really heard.
She climbed the large staircase up to the second floor and walked down a long hallway to a door she assumed would be a bedroom. She opened it up and was greeted with a light breeze coming in through the window. The white curtains billowed softly in the wind and a few leaves had blown in from the balcony. Her parents would have closed the window immediately because of the mess it was making, but she was kind of relaxed by the soft breeze. It was refreshing. She could almost forget she was in someone's house during an apocalypse of man eating crazy people, and that instead she was was relaxing in a hotel in the middle of the woods with a few random military people, a doctor, and a guy with crazy eyes.
She sighed and then looked around the room. It was pretty. It had a floral blue quilt and fancy lamps that reminder her of some 50s decor. Maybe that was their point? She shrugged and opened the bathroom door. A pill bottle lay on the floor empty. She furrowed her brow in confusion but then shook her head. Dr.James had mentioned other people living here. Of course she would find things that showed that other people lived and did their daily life duties here. She picked up the bottle and threw it in the trashcan. Then she undressed and put her jeans and shirt in the sink, turning it on to let them soak a bit. It stained the water red. She stepped into the shower and washed her hair and hands off. She didn't like all the blood that was washing down the drains, because she knew it wasn't the dead people's blood. It was her sisters. Her lips trembled at the thought of washing her sister away, but she couldn't think about that. She had bigger things to worry about now. She would have to grieve for her sister later.
She turned off the faucet and twisted the water out of her hair. She couldn't just hide herself in corners anymore and wait for others to stand up. She did that before everything went to shit and she did that when Karen was shot. If she ran out there with her sister maybe Karen would be alive, but if the man shot them both then at least she would die knowing she was there for her sister. She was going to be strong. She nodded her head with determination and opened the curtain in the shower ready to take on the world.
Her heart stopped as she grazed into two lifeless glassy eyes that stared blankly yet hungrily at her. She let out a shriek as it lunged at her and they both fell back in the shower. She hit her forehead on the facet as she tried to turn away from the zombie man when they fell. A little blood dripped on the white tiled floor of the shower. it only made the dead man go crazier. She held him back as his jaws snapped open and shut trying to get at her. He was so strong and she cried out knowing he would get her eventually.
She remembered a movie and ripped down the curtains and wrapping them around his face. It thrashed and scratched at her leaving claw marks on her body. She was thankful his finger nails were clean. The last thing she wanted was him getting infected blood into her. He still tried to get at her but his face was covered in cloth and no matter how much he lunged at her there was no way he could take a bight out of her.
"Help!" she screamed. She was afraid if she pushed him off and ran the dead guy would get out of the shower curtain and take a feast on her.
"Molly! Dr.James! Please!" she screamed. She didn't know if they could hear. She looked over the side and saw a plunger with a metal handle. She had to be strong. She rolled out from underneath the zombie and scrambled out of the shower for the plunger. She gripped the handle near the rubber plunger part and turned to face the zombie. She got it right in time because it had pulled the curtain off and now kinda lumbered lunged at her. She closed her eyes and thrust the metal rod towards it's face. She heard a slurping sound and opened her eyes to see the metal disappear into it's eye socket. it teeth stopped snapping and then it fell to the ground with a thump. She tried to catch her breath and looked towards the trash can where she'd thrown away the bottle. Then she looked back to the zombie man where there were bite marks on his arms and then to the open window. She'd been so careless to think that someone who owned a house like this would just leave a window open and a pill bottle on the floor. A man, bitten and scared, had climbed to the balcony and opened the window/door. He found some pills in the cabinet wanting to end it all. Died and then came back. She didn't know where he hid in the bathroom, probably behind the door. But it had been asleep all this time the craziness had been going on around the world, waiting. And then it smelt her and the blood and it woke up.
Kira clutched her fists. She had to think clearly now. Her being sad over her sister had made her not notice these things.

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I rubbed the stubble forming on my chin and nodded to what James was saying. He also agreed he didn't want to stay here for 3 whole weeks. It would be best if they rested here for a bit and then left in search of more food and a safer place. The last thing they wanted was to get trapped in here or worse. Leave and find there's no food left. Being eaten alive is one thing, but starving to death is even worse. I've heard stories about people who starve and start eating other people. We already had to deal with dead cannibals, he didn't want to deal with living. "I could still use that drink..." James sighed and I nodded. I could use one too, but not right now. I was already a recovering alcoholic and that last thing i needed right now was to get shit faced drunk all the time. One of Molly's men left to go in search for some drinks and I shook my head when he offered. I looked around at the others and then noticed that girl was missing. The one who had been sitting by the window. I looked towards Molly who was arguing with that one guy who had his feet on the table and a cocky smile on his face, and then to James who lounged back in his chair. He looked exhausted, but I could see no one noticed where she went. I walked back to the closed door and peaked out a window by it thinking maybe she went outside to get something from the jeep they arrived in, but I didn't see her. I heard a faint scream from upstairs and furrowed my brow. I hadn't heard her go up the stairs. I ran up the stairs and then heard a louder scream as she called for Molly and the Dr.. "Shit!" I said under my breath. I didn't think there would be any dead in here. I ran down the hall to where the commotion was coming from and pushed open the door. There was a thud and I feared she had been eaten. She looked too small to defend herself and I knew if I looked in the bathroom I would see her dead and the zombie feasting on her. I grabbed my knife out of my belt and crept to the door only to open it and find her just standing there looking at the dead thing with a plunger through its eye. I blinked and then burst out laughing. A plunger in the eye was one hell-of-a way to die. She looked up startled and I could tell she wasn't happy about me finding this situation funny, but I couldn't help it. I stopped laughing seeing that she had probably been scared to death. I handed her a towel and she wrapped herself quickly.
"You ok?" I finally asked. She didn't answer at first so I pulled her into a quick hug. I wasn't much of a touchy feely type, but she just looked so lost.

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Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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"You ok?" the new man asked after he was done laughing. Kira thought about it. Was she ok? She guessed she was. Kira was able to fend off herself on her own. She was about to answer but then the guy pulled her in a quick hug and pulled away as soon as he had. She could tell he was a bit awkward, but that he was trying to make her feel better. She smiled and nodded.
"I'm ok. Thank you." she said and he looked relieved. She started to think maybe he wasn't crazy as she originally had thought. His eyes now were more concerning than wild. She looked down at the knife in his hand and thought that maybe she should get one of her own. Glancing down at the dead she knew she wouldn't be able to find plungers everywhere she went.
"Can you help me put him outside? I... I don't want to just leave him here on the floor like this." she said looking down at her hands, which she had managed not to get bloody. The only blood on her body were from the new scratches, but other than that it was a pretty clean death. She was scared of these creature, but now looking down at the body she realized it once had been a man. Maybe a man with children and a wife. She felt a little sick to her stomach.

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"Can you help me put him outside? I... I don't want to just leave him here on the floor like this." the girl asked.
"Of course." I picked him up and threw him over my shoulder. It would go faster if I did it myself. I looked back at her and finally noticed the scratches and the blood. My heart jumped a bit.
"The scratches. You'll get infected!" I said shocked, but then I noticed how calm she was and cocked my eyebrow curiously.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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"His nails were clean. I'm ok." she answered his curiosity and he seemed relieved. He told her he would take care of the body himself, and that it would go faster and she thanked him. She didn't want to look at the dead man any longer than she had to. She was still getting used to the fact that she'd actually killed a man, or dead man. She was confused on how to feel and instead opened the closet. She found a white summer dress and pulled it on quickly. It was the least fanciest thing in the closet. She wondered if it once belonged to the owners wife. Or maybe he had a granddaughter. She came down the stairs and saw the others still talking amongst themselves. No need in telling them about her encounter with the undead. They had bigger things to worry about than something that was done in over with. She took an umbrella out from the holder by the door and decided to check the house for any more surprises while they discussed what we should do the next. It was the least she could do. She climbed back up the stairs and pushed open the first door. It was just another room. She searched the room and the closet and under the bead, but there was no undead. She did that to the next few rooms, which included an office and other rooms.

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Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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I dumped the body a little ways away from the dead ones I killed earlier. Flies had already begun to swarm around the lumps in the grass which had once been sane humans turned crazy after being bitten. Only the body I recently dumped smelt rotten which I thought was ironic considering the time of death... or re-death that is. I wiped my hands on my pants even though the body was clean, maybe it was the thought of wiping away the death. I came back inside and saw that the girl was gone again, and rolled my eyes. If she just kept going off on her own she was going to end up in more of these situations. Yeah, she defended herself from one dead zombie, but she got lucky. I saw her upstairs coming from one room and going in the other. I climbed the steps and pulled my knife out, twisting it my hands, and just liking the feeling of safety it brought.
"Hey." I said coming up behind her in one of the rooms. "Take this. I saw you looking at it earlier, and I want you to have it." I took her hand and put the knife into it. Her hand was small and I stepped back a bit rubbing my neck.
"You should talk to the doctor guy in getting those scratches treated. Just to be safe you know?" I mumbled and then left the room, but I only went to lean over the banister over the stairs. I wasn't going to leave her up here alone. At least this way I could listen in on the others while watching out for her and any more zombie surprises.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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Kira tested the weight of the knife in her hand and was pleased with the safe feeling it gave her.
"You should talk to the doctor guy in getting those scratches treated. Just to be safe you know?" the man said and left the room. She looked back down at her scratches, which had begun to bleed through her dress a little. She hoped they wouldn't leave scars. Most of them were just scratches, but a few were pretty deep. She shook her head as to wipe away all thoughts of the dead zombie man. She would have to face these types of things now. They all would have to, and they couldn't be held up by every death they made weather it be a zombie killing or accidental human death. She stepped out of the room and saw the man was still hanging around the banister. She still didn't know his name, but he seemed to be focused on other things. She would just have to find out later.
Kira took the stairs two at a time and leaned up against the door frame to the room the others were in.
"So what's the plan?" she finally asked, interrupting Molly arguing with the other guy. It was also more than she's really said to them when she first arrived here. Also more of an actual involvement, even if just a little, into what they would do.

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Character Portrait: Molly Carson Character Portrait: Kira Ray Smith Character Portrait: Dr James Wishbeck Character Portrait: Cameron Gates (Gates)

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Molly placed her hand under her shirt, causing it to hike up to her stomach so she could scratch between her breasts. Paul shot her a look of disgust but amusement. "Bitch please, you scratch your balls then pick your nose." She pointed out and James laughed behind her as she pulled her shirt down over her stomach and raked her fingers through her hair. Unlady like. Her mothers voice echoed in her head, followed by her fathers gruff, playful voice, I have a daughter?! Holy shit! A daily conversation in the growing up life of the Carson family.

Molly watched as Kira and Gates bounced down the stairs. "So, what's the plan?" Kira asked, she looked shaken but fine.

She shrugged. "You alright?" Molly's voice kind, she didn't actually know the young women but she didn't wish harm upon anyone. "We'll get some sleep tonight, I think we are safe enough for now. Tomorrow, we'll figure out if we want to move out or build up camp." She looked at Paul, who placed his feet on the table again and shrugged. "If we do stay, then we'll use his lazy ass to lure the walkers away so we can fortify the gate and hunt for supplies."

Paul sneered, "Fuck you." He was a jackass but Molly loved having him around, it made things interesting. It was fun to constantly bicker with her commander. He never made her do anything she didn't want to and always did the dirty work. They didn't like each other, but kept close together. It was like having that annoying bigger brother, the one were no one was allowed to pick on you because he always said you were 'his victim.'

Molly just laughed. 'Bitch, please. You wish you could tap this." She dry humped the air, making Paul's face red. She was being her useless cocky self, trying to lighten up the apocalypse mood that hung like smoke in the room. She stopped and placed her hands on the small of her back and shrugged. "I don't care what we do or were we go, as long as it's safe."

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"You alright?" Molly asked Kira kindly and she nodded. "I think I'll live."
"We'll get some sleep tonight, I think we are safe enough for now. Tomorrow, we'll figure out if we want to move out or build up camp." Molly looked at Paul, who placed his feet on the table again and shrugged. "If we do stay, then we'll use his lazy ass to lure the walkers away so we can fortify the gate and hunt for supplies."
Kira couldn't help laughing slightly. They fought like siblings. Her and Karen used to-
She frowned and looked down at her feet. She had to quit doing that or she would go insane. She looked over at Dr.James and wondered if he knew hypnotism. He seemed like someone who would. She laughed at her own thoughts, but then realized how ridiculous she must look and stopped.
She looked back up at the sound of Molly's voice again: "I don't care what we do or were we go, as long as it's safe."
Kira nodded and smiled. "I have nothing wrong with that plan. I'm so tired. With everything that's happened everywhere... it can really take a tole you know?" she sighed and stretched. She was happy to feel her back pop.
"I think later someone should help learn how to use this." she said holding up the hunting knife and twisting it in her hand.