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Post by Laurell Kenson on Jan 2, 2007 14:23:14 GMT -5
Laurell grinned at Hunter 'you dont want my help with this matter?' she asked him her voice soft and whispery as she licked her lips slowly. she kept her head tilted on one side as she watched him try to fight off the zombies, laurell giggled with glee and clapped her hands before her eyes glazed and she stopped her body still. she nodded once and slowly withdrew her revolver, pointing it at the zombies and Hunter, she giggled as she let one round off watching as the head of the zombie next to Hunter exploded in a cloud of blood and brain matter, she sang a sweet and childish tune as she skipped through the door to the bakery 'Good Luck Hunter' she called as she swung the door shut and locked it from the inside.
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Post by Hunter Davies on Jan 3, 2007 16:14:34 GMT -5
"Awww gross!" he shouted as he was spattered with blood. "All over my new jacket too.". Turning, he heard Laurell bid him fairwell and skipped into the bakery shop. "Whatever.....I think Id be safer with these zombies than with you" he mumbled to himself. HUnter backed up, so that he had enough time to think before the slow moving zombies could reach him. "Ok think, think, think. Where.....could I go, to be away from crazy people and..zombies.? In this mall...NOWHERE!" he shouted
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Post by Laurell Kenson on Jan 3, 2007 16:21:54 GMT -5
Laurell watched hunter through a patch of cleanish glass of the bakery window, the voices in her head were whispering to her to help him before he got turned into one of them, she closed her eyes and bit her lip 'he doesnt want my help he just said he dont want my help' she whispered softly to herself as she watched him backing up further, his eyes looked wild and scared. laurell closed her own eyes and turned her back to the window, 'he doesnt want my help he can deal with them' she told herself as she tried to control her breathing, she listened as the voices in her head whispered to her softly of more zombies approaching fast, Laurell shook her head, 'no he said he can do it he dont need my help' she insisted to herself. the voices in her mind wouldnt stop whispering, 'how am i to help him if he dont want my help' she asked softly, her eyes opening as she turned back to the window again. a slow smile spread on her lips as an idea came to mind, she drew her knife and silently opened the bakery door stepping out slowly and noislessly her eyes fixed on the zombies
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Post by Hunter Davies on Jan 3, 2007 16:25:47 GMT -5
"You zombies are sooooo slow! Come on, come and get me would ya? Maybe being a zombie wouldnt be so bad......except for the whole part about me being chewed alive and ripped apart savagly. Ouch....hmm. Ok how long have I been talking to myself and your still not even close guys. All you do is moan and groan. Though, your pretty dangerous up close and personal. Hey....stairs?" he said looking over to his right. They were pretty far away, but with the rate these zombies were going, he could make it. Hunter was just worried that the psycopath would follow.
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Post by Laurell Kenson on Jan 3, 2007 16:29:46 GMT -5
Laurell croached in the doorrway and watched listening to hunter voice as he taunted the zombies 'and he said i was pysco' she mused softly before drawing her knife and slowly running it down her arm and across her palm, the blood oozing slowly from the wound before running faster laurell closed her eyes and squeezed her hand into a fist to draw more clood from the wound, before wiping it all over the front wall of the bakery, she watched Hunter as he turned towards the stairs and smiled, maybe he would get away and live to fight another day or maybe not. Laurell grabbed the end of her shirt and wrapped it tightly round her sliced arm and hand before slipping silently behind the shop corner, knowing full well that the zombies would smell her fresh blood and follow, she was fast, much faster then they were and she knew places they couldnt follow.
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Post by Hunter Davies on Jan 3, 2007 16:32:26 GMT -5
As most of the zombies turned sharply and started trudging toward the bakery, Hunter knew that Laurell had done something. "Always trying to help.....I TOLD YOU I DONT WANT YOUR HELP WOMAN!"he shouted, hoping she could hear. Turning back around, he sprinted up the stairs to try and find more suvivors.
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Post by Laurell Kenson on Jan 3, 2007 16:38:33 GMT -5
Laurell giggled as she heard the soft shuffles and moans of the zombies, she cradled her arm against her body as she ran towards the safest place she knew, she dodged round corner after corner turning left and then right losing herself in the maze of shops before she skidded to a halt and turned her eyes to the hatch, set in the wall 8 foot above her, the open vent wasnt easy to reach but safe once you was in, Laurell crouched beneath the opening and using all her strength flung her self upwards her hands grabbing for the rope she left dangling at 6ft her fingers snagged it and she pulled before climbing her way up to the safety of the hatch and dragged the rope up after her, giggling softly slightly out of breath, she peeked out of the hatch and watched for the zombies secretly hoping that it had given Hunter enough time to get away from them.
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