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13 June 2013, 03:47 AM   #1
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16 June 2013, 04:21 AM   #2
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"Aunt Alena!? Uncle Bobby?!" She peered into the house, seeing it empty and looted. Shit. She thought to herself. She had walked here from Chicago, in full cosplay. Do you know how hot it was? Anyway, she then thought to herself. "Anyone?" She inquired, her lilting British accent inquisitive. She walked inside sat down, noticing the gore on the walls and floor, the stench of death now permeating everything. It seemed pretty silent and peaceful, free of the dead. Her pea coat was still in pretty good shape, the shirt below it in not much worse of a condition. It's been a year, three changes of clothes, and being careful, but she's thankful that she wasn't among the dead yet. She wondered if Benedict Cumberbatch was alive still, but then shook her head. Suddenly, a moan sounded out behind her. Thud! It was dead before it could see her. She shut the door and twisted the deadbolt and the other lock. It was a start, but she needed plywood. And an actual gun.

16 June 2013, 03:34 PM   #3
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It was nice to get out of the city sometimes, to go looking for small
civilizations. A quick couple of barks towards a farmhouse from Rotti and Bear had set of
running, six dogs bounding behind and on the same level as her, but never in front, not
without command. She approached the front door, sniffing it cautiously and throwing her
entire weight against it. Didn't budge- someone might be in there.
"Arsenal," She took her handgun from her hollister and tapped a huge American Bulldog on
the nose clicking and pointing to a window around the other side. Another attempt at
bashing the door down and she grunted angrily, calling the rest of the hounds and going
around to the barn to look for another way in.

16 June 2013, 10:28 PM   #4
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Ellie cursed under her breath. There was only one entrance, her uncle had the other one boarded up years ago. They were probably looters or bandits, judging from what she knew about the apocalypse. She ran a hand through her curly brown hair, thinking this through. Her baseball bat was ideal for knocking someone out, if she was able to pull out the nails. Too bad the hammer was in the barn and there was no crowbar. She cursed again, thinking up her last words.

16 June 2013, 10:38 PM   #5
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The barn yieled nothing of worth for Bear who gave a yowl of anger and went around
the front and giving the door another swift kick. "Get your ass on out here! I know your
in there," She paused. "We know your in there!" She said after, delivering another kick in
chorus with of the barks and growls of the dogs around her. The boots had barely made a
dint in the door when she ran at the guttering running along the side of the house,
attempting, successfully I might add, to climb up and try a top window. "Comin' to
getcha."

16 June 2013, 10:50 PM   #6
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"I'm coming out!" yelled Ellie. The deadbolt slid out and the tall British girl walked out. She had no weapon in her hands. "Don't shoot, I don't have anything on me." She slowly looked up to see the ugliest girl she'd ever laid eyes upon almost to the attic window. She stopped in her tracks. "I'm down here." Her voice was lilting, a Southern British accent.

16 June 2013, 11:15 PM   #7
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A german shepard growled at the girl in the doorway, hackles raised and jaws
foaming with saliva, as if to attack when Bear jumped and landed in a crouched position.
She stood, a gun still in her left hand and her right wiping her nose. "S'not what you've
got on you," Bear purred out, blue eyes glinting madly. "It's whats in the house. Don't
mind if me and the boys," She motioned to the six sitting dogs. "Take a look around? Got
my family to feed above all," She spat on the ground. "And if ya don't mind me sayin',
you're kinda outgunned,"

16 June 2013, 11:46 PM   #8
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"Just checked the house. Aunt Alena and Uncle Bobby took everything when they left. All that's here is furniture and a few old photo albums." said she. She never lied. That was a fatal flaw. "Unless you want my baby pictures, you're SOL."

16 June 2013, 11:54 PM   #9
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"Well that's a dang shame ain't it sugar," Bear brought her gun back up, shining
the edge and pointing it straight at the curly haired woman in front of her. "Could just
kill ya, these boys ain't fussy wit what they eat, and neither is I," She gave a twisted
grin, blue eyes lighting up with excitement at the possible prospect of meat. "Unless you
know of somewhere else we could get some food," An alternative, something Bear always gave
for she was not without mercy. Didn't mean she'd spare whoever showed her fresh stuff.

17 June 2013, 12:02 AM   #10
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"The garden, maybe. Please don't kill me." rushed Ellie. "And, there's a city, just eight or so miles up the road. You hit the 'burbs first. A few mom-and-pop stores, a Wal-mart." said she. "Dunno if they're looted but they might not be." She herself hadn't eaten in three days. "There's an apple orchard, if the bugs haven't gotten to it. Fifteen miles straight south."

17 June 2013, 12:09 AM   #11
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"A Wal-Mart ey? Haven't been in one of those since Atlanta," Bear gave a grin,
knowing that something would become edible pretty soon. "One moment please," She said to
Ellie, crouching down next to her dogs who circled her and sat around. Bear whispered to
them, a few tails wagging and barks issued and she gave a laugh, petting each one of them
before turning back to Ellie. "The boys say that's great! Now show us where these things
are," It was a demand, not a request.

17 June 2013, 12:13 AM   #12
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"The orchard's too far...but I can show you to the town." She shuddered in the breeze, pulling up her pea jacket. It's been getting colder every day. She brought them around to the back, scared for her life. "T...there's carrots and a few apple trees here, the apples look ripe enough." They were just getting red, but they wouldn't be too sour. "Pick 'em and keep 'em."

17 June 2013, 10:19 PM   #13
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"Awesome!" Bear ran straight for the apple tree, climbing up it with ease and
sitting on one of the branches. A whistle and her family gathered around, each sat with
tongues lolling out of their mouths and tails beating against the floor rhythmically. "Who
wants lunch? You guys!" She jumped up, steadying herself out and picking a few from the
top, throwing them down to the dogs below who barked and fought over them and Bear watched
and laughed, content after shaking the bottom dry- yet she did not take one for herself.
The gun had been holistered for now, and the blonde approached Ellie again and put on the
tough girl approach as always. "Ya gotta bag? These apples won't fit in my pockets,"

17 June 2013, 10:23 PM   #14
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"Yeah, I think." She had found another backpack in her house, and all her supplies were transferred to it. She slung the ratty old one up. "This is the only one I have." She lied smoothly, she is really good at it.

17 June 2013, 10:39 PM    #15
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Bear snatched it, sniffing the bag forlornly and deciding it would do only a few
seconds later. Walking back over to the few remaining trees, she simply filled the bag
half with apples for herself and her dogs, and then the other half with carrots- fresh
fruit and veg was hard to come by, and she knew she could trade this stuff with the right
people. Or shoot them up and take their stuff, whatever worked best in the situation. When
content with its filling, she called over a Great Dane with patchy fur, securing the bag
down on the great animals back and kissing its forehead affectionately, like a mother to
their child. "So like, wanna come with us?"

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