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8:00pm Feb 13 2012
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Jethro lie there in pain, trying not to scream in front of Annabelle. "Yes, I just took.... a shower.. and now I'm covered in zombie blood." He said, trying to smile and laugh to make her feel better. He caught a glimpse of Ayame running towards them with the two dogs. Airleas licked Jethro's face. "Airleas, girl... quite licking my face..." Jethro could hardly speak. He was at least thankful he wasn't standing, he was laying on the ground.
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8:04pm Feb 13 2012
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"I... I don't know what to do..." Annabelle looked around.... "Ah ha! I'll be right back..." Annabelle stood up and started walking in the other direction, towards a new FJ... New color too, but she knew they liked those, so she decided to check the gas on that one... Luckily it was unlocked, and the keys were inside. "Yes!" She ran back over to Ayame and Jethro. "I found a new car with full tank, and keys and everything."
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8:13pm Feb 13 2012
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Ayame got off one of the bodies of the zombie, yanking her knife out of it's chest and running over to Jethro. "I'll bring the car over while you keep Jethro protected. Don't move him, otherwise he'll bleed more." She said, slicing the shins of one zombie and kicking it to the ground, making a mad dash towards the car.
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8:15pm Feb 13 2012
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"Yes Ma'am Ayame." Annabelle looked down at Jethro. "Its okay. She is going to get the car, and we are going to get you in it." Annabelle was holding both dogs by their collars so they wouldn't take off... (Brain dead)
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8:19pm Feb 13 2012
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The car was easy to spot out among the hoards of zombies. It's shiny black paint job stood out in the sun as the roof just barely made it over the zombie's heads. Gradually, she began to slow down, catching the zombie's attentions as her shoes skidded on the rough dirt beneath her combat boots. As if they were clockwork, the zombies began to move in unison, marching towards her. Mumbling under her breath, Ayame flipped out her pocket knife and ran for the truck, a sudden fear gripping her heart as she realized just how many of them there were.
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9:45pm Feb 13 2012
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Jethro took his hand and pressed against his wound so he wouldn't bleed as much. Soon his hand became covered in blood. "Ayame better hurry up before the zombies smell my blood. Airleas growled at the hoard of zombies.
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10:48pm Feb 13 2012
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Annabelle looked at Airleas, "Hush girl, Ayame is fine. And Jethro, I am sure she will be back in a few seconds... She should have taken one of the guns though...." Annabelle looked over her shoulder to see how Ayame was doing...
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11:02pm Feb 13 2012
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"Annabelle... toss my gun to Ayame..... or she won't make it with that hoard." Jethro looked over at the gun in his hand and handed to Annabelle. He then put his head back on the concrete and stared at the FJ and thought he was going to die.
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11:50pm Feb 13 2012
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"Ayame! Take this!" Annabelle tossed the gun towards her. "Jethro, get ahold of yourself! Your not going to die!" Annabelle took hold of the dogs again...
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8:29pm Feb 14 2012
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Ayame took the gun gratefully, instantly firing off a few rounds at the zombies and running through the path she had created. Quickly she reached the car, sticking the keys in the ignition. Slamming her foot down on the gas pedal, the car launched itself through the large crowd of zombies, punting a few aside as she sped over to Annabelle and Jethro.
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9:13pm Feb 14 2012 (last edited on 9:13pm Feb 14 2012)
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Jethro heard the gunfire and he looked to see if Ayame was alright. Then he heard the other FJ speeding towards them. The zombies were following after. The y for sure were smelling Jethro's blood now. "Annabelle... I'm not going to make it. You guys won't be able to carry me into the FJ in time before the zombies get you. Just go, take good care of Airleas and watch after Ayame for me." He said, closing his eyes, prepared to die, because he thought he would. He thought of all his memories, his dog, his zombie-fide family back in Ireland. He also thought about all the times he was mean to Ayame and Annabelle. "Annabelle, I'm sorry for being so mean to you." A part of him wanted to tell Ayame he loved her, but he probably wasn't going to make it that long. |
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10:09am Feb 15 2012
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"Get ahold of yourself! Of corse you are going to make it!!" Annabelle took the other gun that she had set on the ground, and started firing at the zombies that were chasing the Fj... The fast ones were now lying on the ground... like actually dead this time... and the slow and dumb ones were being to stupid to realize that... So they started tripping on them and tried to get up... So Annabelle shot those, to make the pile bigger, to confuse the dumb zombies even more. "There, that will save us some time... Zombies are so stupid." Once the Fj was right there, Annabelle made both the dogs get in, then closed the door. She walked to the other side, and started trying to pick up Jethro. "Dude! You are heavy! What the heck are you eating now a days!! Ayame help me over here!"
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6:33pm Feb 15 2012
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"I actually have not eaten anything for days now... OUch!" said Jethro when Ayame tried to pick him up. "Annabelle, you won't be able to pick me up, just go!" he yelled. He looked up at Airleas... I will miss you girl, he thought in his head. He whispered to himself to where nobody could hear- "I love you Ayame". And he fainted, lightly breathing that was hard to notice.
(OK, I just thought about this at school... I mean Jethro was shot like right above where a girls' boob would be, not like, in the shoulder shoulder lol. Hope that wasn't to confusing. xD)) |
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7:01pm Feb 15 2012 (last edited on 7:03pm Feb 15 2012)
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7:17pm Feb 15 2012
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(Trololol)
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7:19pm Feb 15 2012
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OOC: Sorry, I took away my post because I decided I didn't like it. :P
BIC:
Ayame heard Jethro whisper something, too faint for her to understand or pick up. She felt his body go limp in her hands, becoming heavier as she continued on her trudge to the FJ Cruiser. Gritting her teeth against the weight, Ayame set him down gently in the back seat, tearing a piece of her shirt off and wrapping it around his wound. |
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7:46pm Feb 15 2012
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When Ayame picked Jethro up, he thought she was going to drop him until he gently reached the back seat. After she put the bandage on, he woke up. His shirt was covered in blood, and the white deadmau5 head on it now looked red. His bandage smelt extremely good.. almost like the Hotel spray... "Where... where did this shirt-ow- come from?..." He tried to lift his head but he couldn't. That made even more blood gush from the wound. He laid his head back in pain. He couldn't take much more of this, surely. A small tear trickled down his face, but it remained expressionless.
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8:29pm Feb 15 2012
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(I wanna join but......I'll feel like a noob with ya'll Lol.I join have the BEST typing and stuff like that.)
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12:24am Feb 16 2012
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(lol if u join I won't b the only one with a 'food' name anymore lol)
"Jethro. How are you doing back there??" Annabelle looked at him but quickly turned back around because of the blood.
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1:36pm Feb 16 2012
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(Taco- Join....! Pancakess- You will have to RP and find out! muhahahah No spoilers! -So evil-))
"I'm going to die, Annabelle, you should have just left me there for the zombies to get me. My death would have been... less painful..." Jethro struggled to speak, as it was hard for him to move anything. More tears trickled down his face, so he turned his head to face the seat so nobody would see him. Airleas laid down beside him. If dogs could cry, Airleas would be, too. |
