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[Jane-Doe]

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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

As the young woman slowly walked down the street a slight pain shot up her leg causing her to wince in pain, her hand remained pressed against her leg hoping to stop the bleeding. In the distance a dark haired woman - whom she recognised as Clark - was standing not to far off, Alma right by her side and when they noticed she was slowly heading out the alley they started to head down. Smiling - revealing her pearly whites, she nodded her head at the duo who horried towards the pair. Feeling a warm yet wet feeling brush across the hand that was covering the gash on her leg - looking down at her canine companion the female smiled at the dog who quietly began to whimper "I'm alright boy" she reassured the dog, leaning down a little and patting the dog on the head and gently kissing his snout. Despite the slight pains running through the womans body she didn't make a big deal of it - besdies it was only a cut.

The sound of footsteps getting closer caused her head to suddenly turn - there in her face was Alma, chuckling she patted the dogs head then stood up. The two Shepherds stood licking at one anothers face - probably reassuring that one another were alright or to greet each other once again, eaither way it was comforting for Hunter. Allowing her eyes to drag from the dogs the blonde woman looked at the brunette and smiled, now being with the person she was paired with Kennedy and the trio began heading across the street to meet up with the others. As they exited the alley there wasn't a good sight.

For a few seconds the beaten woman glanced around the streets, the first word coming to her head was 'blood bath' which resembled what she seen. Scrambled around the jagged road was atleast 10 rotten bodies - their face all scarred with chunks missing, same goes for their body. Ripped clothes that revealed their dead, rotten flesh and an unwhelming smell floated around the area. And surrounding the bodies was the thick, black blood that belonged to the biters. The disgusting smell caused the 23-year old to have a sickening expression across her face for a split second until Clark questioned her "Oh yeah, I'm fine! Its only a few bumps and bruises.." she chuckled shaking her head "I can walk fine, maybe a slight limp - but that's no biggie." she shrugged with yet another smile as she hurried across the road.

Now, the group of four was reunited with the trio they had split from earlier - everyone appeared in an alright state which was a relef to her - she didn't want anyone getting hurt, but the story wasn't the same with her. Looking around the narrow alley she nodded her head, they hod done pretty good in killing off these beasts and this situation proved working in a team does you good - eventhough few might get hurt, its a good effort and good comes from it. Raising her free hand Kennedy rubbed a scratch that was across her head ridding it of any blood as she looked at the others with a smile.

Raising her hand for a second Kennedy scraped it across the wall trying to take off any blood that had begun staining her hand, but whilst doing so she felt a tight nip around her leg causing her to let out a quiet 'ah' sound that would only be audable to herself and Tonx - who she realised had wrapped her hoody around the leg, applying pressure which would quick enough stop the bleeding whilst they made their way towards the hospital. Smiling, Kennedy offered Tonx a hand up - seeing as the girl had fell "Thank you Tonx, are you alright?" she quickly asked as the girl fell - Kennedy still felt sympathy for the girl and was guilty of her using her hoody to help a gash she had stupidly earned. But she quickly turned to Alex "Yeah let's get going, I don't want to wait around here any longer." she spoke with a sigh - but looking at Tonx she smiled and shook her hand, offering help once again. Hunter stood near Alma and Trooper - ready to head off.

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Clark gives Kennedy a nod at her response. "Fair enough." she shrugs before walking over to Alexander and Tonx who had come into the middle of the street. Alma woofs happily as she trots up to Trooper, her shaggy tail wagging madly, glad to see her friend was safe and unharmed. She gives him a lick on his muzzle. She was bloodstained but didnt seem to care. Clark smiles at the pair as she gently pets Hunter on his head.

She looks at Alexander who looked tired but also unharmed by the beasties. The job of clearing the street of the horde didnt seem to take as long as they had expected and it was a good tactic. "Good plan, we should use that more often." She tells him with a smirk. The pan went well and no one seemed badly hurt much to Clark's relief. Strange how she had only met these people last night but she cared about them. But after a year of isolation, seeing anyone was a comfort.

Her eyes directed down to Tonx who was busy wrapping her hoodie around Ken's wound. The woman was glad to see the youngster was also uninjured but she looked exhausted and painful which Clark was expecting. She gives her a smile but it falters when she falls again and seems too sore to get up. She notices Kennedy offering her hand to help her up.

She looks ahead, seeing the hospital in the distance. She grabs her pistols and calls Alma over. It is only at that second she realises she is still topless and only wearing a black bra. She blinks but shrugs it off as she'd think about it later when the group was safe. She walks forward a few paces before stopping to check on the others.

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The younger girl looks up at Kennedy, seeing her holding her hand out. "I'm fine..."she says quietly as she uses the aid of Kennedy's hand to help her up onto her feet. She staggers a bit and almost falls onto her knees but is able to stop herself and get herself back upright. A dull ache seems to be pulling through her joints which caused involuntary tremors through her body but Tonx tries to ignore it as she walks away, stiffly to look around.

She could see the hospital further away and thankfully no zambies. She looks behind her at the others, it was good seeing them unhurt. Although she was still worried about the wound on Kenedy's thigh, even though it didn't look that bad and Ken didn't seem too bothered about it. Tonx smiles a bit but it falters as she sits back down, breathing shallowly. She knew that she had been more reserved and quiet since the events of the night before but the last thing she wanted was to cause more problems and cause friction within the group.

She still couldn't help but wonder about where Theo and Chris were and if they were ok. No one else seemed to be concerned about them anymore but Tonx couldn't help it. She felt responsible for them leaving, if she had kept her mouth shut then that wouldn't have happened. She didn't want to repeat that experience so she wouldn't do anything for it to happen again.

The girl looks behind her, still in her sitting position at the others as they prepared to leave, Clark and Ken seemed ready and Alex was not far behind. She huffs through her nose as everything felt like it was made of lead and heavy, making her reluctant to move. She sighs, feeling her abdominal muscles contract tightly before relaxing, letting out a long rumble. Tonx shakes her head as she attempts to get up again but fails. She stays put, she would wait a few minutes before trying again. She looks behind her, waiting for the others as she pets Alma between her ears as she came over to greet her.

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[RastaForLife]

Reverie hides behind a dumpster, an infected was chewing on the carcass of a dead dog. Her and Calixo had split up to kill it considering there was a hug of jug of unopened water laying on it's side next to the dog. Taking in a breath, she nods over to Calixo who was hiding across him her. The two silently counted down before Reverie threw a rock further away and towards Calixo. The infected's head shot up and a low growl escaped it's grotesque and decayed mouth before it stood and stumbled away from the dog carcass and towards were the rock landed.

In a swift moment, Calixo rose from his spot, the infected locking target and making a long howling noise before it shot forward. Calixo rose his katana and waited for it to get closer before swinging the katana to were it hit the infected in the head. The infected fell to the ground twitching before it went still. Reverie rises from her spot and pats her friend on the back, "Nice going Hugs and Kisses," she smiles, holding her bow in her hand, the arrows in a holder that strapped across her back, pistol in a holster around her waist. Walking forward, she steps over the deceased dog and to the jug of water, lifting it up and examining it. "We did good," she chuckles softly, putting the jug in her tattered and worn backpack that hug loosely over her shoulders.



After killing the infected, Reverie calls him by his long term nickname and he makes a face. "Yeah, yeah." He smiles at her, following her to the jug of water. Calixo stops though instead of following her the full way. Crouching next to the dead dog, he sighs sadly. It was a fairly large dog, most likely a German Shepard mutt. One of it's ears curved down while the other stayed pointed up, it's eyes were now dull and gray. The dogs fur was matted with blood and dirt, it's abdomen and hip ripped open. "Would you stop worrying about a dead dog and get moving?" Reverie's voice invades his head and he shakes his head, standing up and following her without a word.

The two walk a little ways, seeing a small overhang in an alleyway were they decide to rest for a bit. "Verie, we'll need to find shelter soon. It's getting dark," he comments, watching her as she pours some of the jug into two tiny plastic cups that they gathered from a store. When she hands one to him and keeps one to herself, he takes a couple sips, savoring the refreshing taste and feeling. Of course, she did the same, it was what they learned to do. It was part of their nature at his point. "I have a surprise for you," Reverie says with a smile after she finishes her water and puts the cup back in her bag. "What is it?" He asks quickly, handing her his empty cup.

Putting her hand in the bag, she pulls out two small bags and hands one to him. Taking it in his hand, he opens it and looks inside to find a big chocolate chip cookie. "Rev! Where'd you find this?" He asks, taking a bite and smiling at the amazing taste. "Well while you were gathering supplies, I saw a bakery shop and went inside and found these." She smiles. Calixo grins and gives her a hug as the two sit back and enjoy their cookies, knowing soon they would have to get up and find a place to sleep.

[Jane-Doe]

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

Alexander remains silent, only giving the group a quick, small nod. He was just worried about Kennedy's wounds, as well as Tonx's arthritis problems- which, really couldn't be helped. Nevertheless, he was proud of them. They were a small group, but they could more than handle themselves. A soft smile tugged at his lips. For once, in this hellish world that they lived in, Alexander felt grateful, almost. It was a funny way to feel, but it was genuine. He felt like he actually had a small family, with people he could rely on.

Seeing as the group began to surge forwards once again, Alexander offered out his arm to Tonx, to see if she was still in pain- and wanted to lean on him for support. It was a kind action, considering Alexander normally kept to himself, and towards the back of the group- watching the others like a hawk. As Alma licked Trooper- the action nearly foreign to the ex-police dog- Trooper wagged his tail and sniffed and nuzzled Alma, letting her know that he was okay, and wondering if she was too.  Alexander then rubs Trooper between the ears, chuckling. "Hey, looks like you've made a new friend." Alex teases, and the German Shepherd gives a small yip, before running his panting tongue over his muzzle.