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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jul 26, 2011 17:50:19 GMT -5
*I hit the gas, and the car jolts over the rough ground before getting to the open plain on the outskirts of town. I see the helicopter lift off in my rearview mirror and it doesn't see to be following us, but I go the opposite direction at top speed anyway* So I guess that was a one out of three success, right? I guess 33 percent isn't too bad... not when we're dealing with crows anyway.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 27, 2011 14:46:29 GMT -5
Do you think she'll send the crows after us? I have a very bad feeling about this...
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jul 27, 2011 16:46:40 GMT -5
Maybe, maybe not. *I rummage around under the seats and come up with a first aid kit that I toss to Retro* We've got to assume they will, though. *While I'm talking, Z climbs out of my bag and heads straight for Angel, perching on her leg and staring up at her.* (to clarify, this is the type of rat he is: farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/1573899778_78b1a25ae2.jpg )
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 27, 2011 18:28:08 GMT -5
Thanks. *My leg stings a lot worse then when I got hit in the arm and back the other day. That's because those were only stun. This wasn't. Plus the shot hit my road rash. I look at the burn and blood is soaking into my pant leg. Not pretty. I grab the gauze and cotton out of the first aid. I press it tightly and wrap it tight, wincing and biting my lip in pain. When I'm finished I wipe my hands off on a rag then pop a few painkillers.*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jul 27, 2011 23:56:47 GMT -5
You guys have any plans as to where we're going now? Personally, I say we keep moving. Take shifts driving, stop for gas and supplies, but keep moving. Unless you know of a failsafe hideout.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jul 27, 2011 23:57:43 GMT -5
*I smile at Z* He likes you, Angel. *to Gear* I know of a lot of places, but none that are guaranteed to keep the crow away if they're set on finding us.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 28, 2011 0:15:41 GMT -5
*I shrug* I don't have any clue. We could try a few of your places Arson or we could just camp out in the desert. Or take turns driving.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jul 28, 2011 0:17:12 GMT -5
Let's at least drive until nightfall, yes? *I keep going deeper into the Zones, picking roads at random*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 29, 2011 9:49:43 GMT -5
*I wake up, drowsily, face pressed against the window. I rub my eyes and mouth and look around. It's dark outside.* Where are we?
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jul 29, 2011 11:11:36 GMT -5
Um... *I wait until the headlights reveal a mile marker* We're 32 miles to or from somewhere in the Zones.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 29, 2011 11:23:18 GMT -5
Hahaha, nice... *It's nice to laugh but I'm still tense. I look over at the sleeping Angel. We got her back but Bunny is still gone. Better Living is getting more and more dangerous. And I can't seem to shake the feeling that something very bad is about to happen.*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jul 29, 2011 11:26:31 GMT -5
Shut it, you. *I jab the back of Gear's head halfheartedly* If you're lost, just say so. *Retro seems uneasy, and I share the feeling. I automatically reach into my pocket for Z, but then remember he's sleeping on Angel.*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Jul 29, 2011 11:28:55 GMT -5
*I wave Arson off* I'm not lost, I just don't know exactly where we are in relation to anything else. Besides, it's not like we know where we want to end up. *I yawn* But I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open, so I think here - *I turn off the road, drive a couple hundred feet, and stop* - looks like a good place to camp.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Jul 29, 2011 11:37:25 GMT -5
*I get out and stretch, then start walking in a wide circle around the car, looking for cameras. I don't find any, but I do surprise a large snake in a patch of bushes and jump backwards.* Okay, so we don't want to lay out sleeping bags over there...
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jul 29, 2011 16:30:23 GMT -5
(psst, I just want to say: I think we have the prettiest forum. All of our avatars are colorful. haha)
Uh, yeah not so much... *I climb out of the car and limp on my injured leg. I pull out my sleeping bag and some matches.* Firewood?
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