Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 17, 2006 18:03:06 GMT -5
Twas a bright day, the sun was shinning and everything was peaceful, except of course hungry little man eaters outside... I am really getting fed up with those corpses, Everyday its the same thing, get some food, run from moaning people, Sheesh, I never heard so much moaning, not even from someone who was really into... yeah lets not get into that...
But ANYWAYS, I was walking around the food court, my stomach was B*tching at me like it normally does these days telling me to eat. So, I was stalkingly through, hopefully nothing nor no one sees me. A gun in a shoulder holster, I so grifted that from a dead guy, and a pocket knife under my wrist bands.
I take a look around, no one in sight. "good." I spoke aloud as I stepped from out of the shadows walking cuasualy up to the food court.
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Rainne
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Post by Rainne on Dec 17, 2006 18:28:04 GMT -5
It had been too long since Rainne had found herself sitting down and actually having a decent meal. Days, actually. Before she even found herself getting locked in this God forsaken place, she had not had a full meal in a few days. Thats just the price to pay when you are a teen living on your own. But now a days, living on her own with friends just making ends meet was better then this. Better then this hallow place she has been forced to be locked away with. All the annoyances, all the troublesome people begging for medical attention and help from everyone and anyone they could find. Rainne Snorted at the thought -- No one is left here to save them from themselves. Pity, now we watch them go insane, just like us.
Muzzling her way over to the food court, Rainne made her way past the many people still lingering around with nothing to do with their time. Listening to the groans of people outside, and the yelling of the people inside. Welcome to Paradise. Sighing as she passed, Rainne pushed a stray piece of blonde hair from her crisp blue eyes, they making their way around the Mall as she slowly approached the food Court. Her pistol resting in her belt, Rainne was perfectly armed and ready to defend herself, no matter what decides to Stalk her Today. Whether it be Horny men or medically deprived survivors, she could handle herself.
Finally Reaching the Foot court, Rainne found it to be completely deserted, except for one person. A boy, possibly younger then she. She grunted, not liking the thought of someone else being here, but hell if he was going to stop her. this was the first semi-quiet place she had found, and who knows when she will be able to eat again. Entering the food court she took a gander at the food that was available, before making her way to one of the restaurants -- keeping a wiry eye on the boy. [/font][/size][/color]
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Frosty
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[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 17, 2006 23:36:20 GMT -5
"I spy with my little eyes... Ooo Chinese... Zoom!" he spoke aloud to himself as he rushed over towards a Chinese place. He soon placed his head agianst the glass simply staring at the glistening and nearly glowing chicken, Or what he though was chicken...
Shaking his head to stop himself from salivating he reached into his pockets and his face dropped. "Son, of, a, BITCH! I hate being poor!" He cursed and kicked around and sat his ass right infront on the resturant floor. Hopefully someone will give me a dollor... In the mean time... He spoke to himself in his head pulling out a pack of cigs he also stole and lighting it with his lucky lighter he had since he began smoking.
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Rainne
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Post by Rainne on Dec 19, 2006 14:33:38 GMT -5
Rainne, now sitting at one of the tables kept her blue eyes focused on the pool that was in front of her. She was not paying attention to the boy at the moment; the only thing reflecting in her eyes was the red blood that was on the table she was sitting at. Her reflection, staring back at her. Had someone died here --? Oh yes, that’s right. Harmony had operated on a survivor here before. And the result was rather messy -- hey, at lest they where still alive. It was a pointless operation however; they just had to get shot in the end. The virus and all. She sighed a bit, pushing a stray piece of blonde hair out of her eyes [though it was pointless, her hair was parted to the side, and it fell right back into place].
Her gaze looking up, she noted the boy was having a rather nice time sitting in front of the Chinese food. He needed money, no doubt in her mind. She wasn't going to give it to him either -- she only have so much money, and she needed it for herself, and anyone else she saw fit to need it. He hasn't seen us yet. Good -- now he wont try to muse a dollar out of us hissed a voice in her head. Rainne was Greedy, no not at all. But in a time like this, it’s eat or be eaten. Literally. But, the moment he lit up his cigarette, Rainne stood from her seat.
Cigarettes. She hated them, and pretty much hated anyone who smoked around her. Hence why she made Bobby and Heather quit -- in her opinion, there are cooler ways to die then of cancer. Descending from her seat, Rainne walked up behind him -- silently and with the stealth exceeding even ninjas [[bwahaha. XDD]]. Standing over him she leaned over his head and ripped the cigarette from his mouth and placed it on the ground before stepping on it. Reaching into her pocket she took out a $5, and placed it in front of his face. What a Prat...[/font][/size][/color]
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 19, 2006 14:40:46 GMT -5
"HOLY SHIT!" He sprung up and turned around really fast. He looked at the crushed cigarette and had a mixed face of mad and pouting. He then saw the five dollors. "Oo yay! Thank you, Yoink!" He said as he quickly snatched the dollor from her hand before she could pull it back to tease her. Walking to the counter he order the seseame chicken, a large box, and some rice. He got the change back as well as a plastic forck and chopsticks. He handed her the change back as he sat at a table and open the take out box. Looking over at her before digged in, "Want some? I mean you gave me the money, It's really only fair..." He responded taking the Chopsticks in hand.
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Rainne
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Post by Rainne on Dec 19, 2006 14:58:59 GMT -5
Rainne -- one who has been friends with many smokers -- was surprised to see that when she removed the cigarette from the boys mouth and stomped on it he didn't turn around and try to kill her. She remembered doing that with The other two, and how much they flipped on her when she did so. She smirked at the thought, knowing she would have just pwned his ass if he tried anything. She watched him get up and get his food, the stale taste of the now cigarette smoke air around them Made Rainne give a slight cough, and most likely smell like cigarettes. We should make him take a bath in bleach -- thats a better way to die snickered her other Half, Rainne giving a twisted smirk.
Ick. China Food.
When Rainne came here, China food was not what she had in mind for her Din-din. But now, she was no longer hungry. It was odd, how she never did like China food. Never did strike her fancy. Following him to the table Rainne remained silent, and took a seat across from him, a wiry eye on the surrounding area. He ordered enough china food to fill maybe about 1/4 or her -- but that doesn't mean she would eat it. So Naturally, when he offered her some she shook her head. Changing her sitting position so she was sitting Indian style on the chair, Rainne removed the gun from her belt and paced it on the table, no longer wishing to have it resting uncomfortably on her side. She leaned back, just watching him eat. This moment was Awkward, to say the least. [/font][/size][/color]
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 19, 2006 15:04:17 GMT -5
His eyes widened some. "Shiney..." He shook his head and began to dig into the chinese food as his stomach roared for it. by fifteen minutes time, half the chicken and half the rice had vanished, now being diegested as he burped and then went back to eating, Frosty was never one for table manners. After he had eaten he pulled his knife from his back pocket and set in on the table infront of him. "So... you are...?"
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Rainne
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Post by Rainne on Dec 21, 2006 18:07:13 GMT -5
Watching him inhale is food, Rainne couldn't help but arch her eyebrow. Was he even tasting it? This boy was a human garbage disposal. She shook her head a bit in disgust, looking back to him after a few moments when he ad addressed her. He wanted a name. Hell if Rainne was going to give it anytime soon. Keeping herself from speaking a word to him, it was going to take more then that to get the pale girl in front of him to talk. Besides, it was common curtsy to tell your name first before asking for the name of another. A smug grin on her face, Rainne sat back in her seat and awaited for him to either introduce himself or say something else before she was to say anything.
Looking around the food court, Rainne felt a small grumble in her stomach. She flushed a bit, before looking around for a proper place to eat. I'm starving. Feed us -- we are living on nothing but dust over here Ordered a voice in her head, and Rainne couldn't help but agree. but at the moment, she had to entertain a fellow guest, even if she wasn't saying anything. So she remained seated -- Indian style, that is -- and just watched the boy silently. [/font][/size][/color]
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 21, 2006 18:11:08 GMT -5
"My names Frosty incase your wondering..." He said standing up and pocketing his knife. As He stood up one could see the Shoulder holster Strapped to his chest.
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