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He gave a glance to Mark and headed off to Daniella with a knife in his hand. "Why don't you take the lead." Tommy said as he gave her a little nudge with his arm, not roughly at all.
Mark opened up the bottle of vodka and took i drink. "Days like these I swear" Mark screwed the cap back on the bottle and he began to walk into the bus. "Hey Daniella can you get everyone back here when you're done, I have something to show you all." Mark said not worried about her much as he walked back in the bus. Even if Daniella was lying she had three other people with her.
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Danniella tried her hardest not to smile, grin or laugh, but it was quite difficult. She did need a haircut, too. "Look, I really don't care about Mark. Making me watch you kill him would just be a little gross." She lead the way back to the supermarket, not looking back once. She had been told never to look back as it may look unconfident or just snobby. And snobbyness gets you no-where in situations like these. Especially when a.. 'Man'... is holding a knife at you.
"Hey, guys! Can this guy get his friend back?? He's got a knife!" She yelled out into the supermarket, alerting everyone. She knew her voice didn't tremble at all and that was great because this kid- Sorry.. 'Man' wasn't going to hurt a girl anyway. It was the other guy who scared her a little. The one who had held her hostage.
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Before pointing her hand not weilding a knife at Elena, to show he could go ahead and take Elena to whatever godforsaken little hole they called their home.
Adam:
He had finished his large and expansive drawing, and was now only making small final touches and amendments. He watched the scene below with mild interest, still stuck in a world of his own creation. He did not know that Elena was in the supermarket, but Tommy seemed pretty angry at something, he'd probably kill that drunken bus driver soon, which was not something that bothered Cur in the least.
He figured they had to eat that night, so he went down a ventilation shaft that led into the mattress store they lived in. And retrieved his wooden hunting bow, a leather quiver full of broad tipped arrows, along with a leather archery glove to protect his right hand and a hunting knife that he tucked into his belt. It was time to search for game, perhaps there would be a stray deer searching for food among the foggy town of Glenshire, or another Goose blinded by the mist and forced to touch down upon a roof of one of the numerous buildings.
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Elena turned when she heard one of the newcomers yell out that someone had a knife on her, "Cur..." She growled as she looked back at Adrian. "Hold on." She said as she walked out and saw the woman that Cur held hostage earlier with Tommy holding a knife out. "Tommy what the hell are you doing?" Elena grabbed Danniella roughly and pulled her away from Tommy and gave a push to her back towards Adrian. She looked at Tommy and looked a bit angry, "Tommy, seriously what the hell is wrong with you!? Between you and Cur, does everyone have to be pointing their knives at everyone?" She hated doing this, but if she had to talk down to Tommy like he was a child which he technically still was then she would. "Leave Tommy, now! Go home Tommy, I'll deal with you when i get back." She liked the kid to death, but sometimes like Cur he made some idiotic decisions when coming to situations like this.
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The Hunter waited for Mark to make a wrong move, to give him an excuse to loose an arrow and splatter his brains upon the pavement.
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By the time Mark finished it was early afternoon because he did an all around check up on the rest of the bus which seemed perfectly fine. Mark moved into the bus and put the key into the ignition. "C'mon baby, Mark wants to go back to his mediocre life" Mark said as he spoke to the bus. Mark twisted the key of the bus and the engine roared as it turned on. The red line bus was now operational. Mark ran out of the bus and headed to the supermarket "Guys! Guys! We can leave! Hey!" Mark yelled as he ran, forgetting his medical condition for a moment, but this much wouldn't be enough to trigger it.
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"Guys...the bus,,,it's working. We can get out of here. C'mon let's go while we can" Mark said motioning them to hurry up. Mark was out of breath and almost looked like he could pass out at any minute. Tommy who had passed Mark turned to him "take me with you" Tommy said softly. Mark took a moment to think about this because he'd just thrown a knife at him. Tommy was still a child though, so he couldn't say no. He knew if he did it would haunt him forever "Sure thing kid, you can tag along" Mark said hesitantly. Tommy looked over at Elena and then walked towards the buses.
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(OOC: I'm going to be gone the whole weekend. Sorry guys. I'll be on Tuesday.)
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He shook his head with a sardonic smile and exhaled sharply "Drive out into the fog...Never come back...Never get home." Cur sat back and observed waiting for the get away attempt. He figured they would not get very far, and expected there would be a few extra blood puddles in the fog, perhaps the mist would even turn red for a short time.
Elizaveta:
"What?! Bus work?" She grinned for what must have been the first time and ran towards the vehichle. If the bus could just hold out until they got to a non-creepy little town where they could call for help, the group would be home free! Elizaveta truly wanted to get back to LA, perhaps there would still be enough time to get to the ballet company without them having cast another in her role. She beamed at Mark, rows of white teeth in plain sight "Thank you for fixing."
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"Does anyone else want to leave this damn town?" Mark hollered as he waved for everyone to get in the bus. Suddenly something had dawned to Mark. He glanced over to the blue line bus that had a full load of unconscious people. Mark had to make a decision to stay with these people and protect them or leave the town and abandon them. Mark turned away from the bus and decided that he wanted to leave. This might be his only shot out. He told himself that he'd come back for them with help to comfort himself, but even Mark knew the possibility of that would be slim to none.
Mark walked on the red line bus and sat in his seat. He began to drive and stopped in front of the supermarket to see if anyone else wanted to come along with him.
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"I'm telling you, don't go on that bus. IT won't let you leave." Elena pleaded with him and he saw their was a look in her eyes that wanted him to believe her.
"What are you talking about? This is a chance to get out of here, a chance to go home. If this chance is not taken, then perhaps another chance will never come." Adrian looked right back at her.
"It doesn't feel right." Elena pleaded back, she saw with sad eyes in seeing Tommy board the bus. She would never see the kid again, she figured.
"Well I have to go, I can't stay here." He replied back to her and started to walk back to the bus. Elena looked around for anything to try and convinced him to stay. Her eyes widened when she saw what she could use. She hated to do this, if she was right then Adrian would be spared a terrible fate. If she was wrong, then he would be stuck here along with her, Raine, and Cur.
"I'm sorry." She said as she picked an empty wine bottle from the ground and slammed onto the back of Adrian's head. The force of the impact was strong that he collapsed onto the ground, knocked unconscious. Elena looked around and saw the others were distracted by the red bus driving up, and she wrapped her arms under Adrian's and started to drag him away from the others.
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"What the hell are you doing?!" She demanded, pushing her shoulder and away from Adrian. "What sort of person are you?" Falling to her knees beside Adrian, she pressed a cool hand to his forehead. "Adrian, can you hear me?" She asked, supporting his body on her knees. Glaring up at Elena, she practically hissed. "Back away right now before I call the others. There are more of us than there are of you."
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Regardless he’d protect Elena, Cur slid down from the roof on a drainpipe that came down to the street, his beat up converse sneakers making a slight grinding noise as he went. They were the shoes he’d worn for years having donned them on the fateful trip that led him to Glenshire, combined with his cuffed jeans and black leather jacket he almost seemed like some kind of 1950s greaser which was an odd look when paired with his hunting bow and quiver.
He drew back an arrow, aiming it at Rainie's forehead, “Leaver ‘er alone.” Cur’s light Romanian made the words seem thicker, as if they hung in the misty air long after being uttered.
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Tommy stood beside Rainie and stared at the both of them. Tommy now completely upset with his family's action as of late throws the knife in his hand quickly at Cur's bow, aiming it at the ropes that pulled back the arrow. If it hit, the bow would be rendered useless.
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Cur had to restrain himself from running at Tommy with his fists, he wasn't going to fight a boy, instead he spat "You little rat...This is how you repay your family? See that arrow your knife rendered useless? That shot your dinner just last night." He leaned down and picked up Tommys knife, before throwing it far behind him.
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"Wouldn't you want to go back? Sure the last person to go through the fog died, but were they on a bus? No!" Tommy said as the tone in his voice grew more irritated. "So what you're going to do is let that man return to where he belongs, where we belong and if you're to stubborn to even try to go home than so be it. But don't you try to hold us back, more importantly don't try to hold me back because you people are not my family!" Tommy screamed at them with his eyes now tearing, he turned to Elena. "You're not my mother!" He yelled to her, then turning to Cur. "And you sure as hell aren't my father" Tommy yelled at him before walking closer to Cur before spitting in his face.
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Cur swung back and dodged the salivia missle, his face was more malicious in nature than shocked or somber at that moment, “Heh…Well go on Tommy then, I’m not going to beat you or anything and I wasn't tryin' to stop those people from leavin' just protecting my family. You know...The worst thing I can possibly do is kill or maim you, and that’s what I’ll be doing by letting you go with those people on their big, red, motherfucking, bus. So go on now little Tommy..." He sneered "Anyways, You'll already be dead in my eyes the moment you get on that bus." He face fell into a glower once more.
The Hunter turned around and strung an arrow in his bow, looking back as he did so “But I will kill you myself if you try to make me go, I may not love this life, but I don’t wanna suffer a gruesome death at the hands of some creature in that mist."
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"Elena, release the outsider, he is leaving with us" Tommy said as he turned to her and now completely ignoring Cur.
Mark beeped the horn of the red line bus to hurry everyone on. "C'mon people lets go!" Mark hollered from inside the bus. He opened up his bottle of whiskey and took a quick sip, before placing it under his seat.
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Is that too much to ask?
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She waited patiently for Mark to begin driving, casting tentative glances at the rough looking young boy every so often. Despite the fact he was going with them, she still found the child a bit dangerous and thought him savage in some ways. Elizaveta did not like the fact that he was armed either.
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