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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 12:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 1:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:03 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:18 pm
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"Hey Nilla, nice job conserving ammo," Rayde said. "If you know you can't make a shot, save it for when you need it most, right?"
Nilla nodded. It was common sense, really.
"Maybe when we get to LA," Rayde continued, "I'll teach you to shoot."
Nilla nodded again. She needed to learn how to shoot. She'd fired off four shots, and only one of them had hit anything. She needed to learn how to hold a handgun properly, how to line up a shot, how to hit a moving target. She definitely needed to learn how to shoot.
They rode on. Shane said something about survival skills, something about how you needed to learn some if you wanted to survive. Rayde laughed at him, mocked him. "Come on," she said, "Relax Shane. It's not like we're the few survivors of a zombie apocalypse or something." An awkward silence settled in after that, because it was true. Well, mostly true. Nilla doubted that they were the only living, breathing human beings left on the entire planet, but, based on what she'd seen in the last few days, they were almost certainly a minority. Shane broke the silence by listing his "survival skills," and things returned to some sort of normality.
Nilla stopped to consider her own survival skills. She didn't know how to shoot, so she dug deep into her mind to see if she could find any useful information. She'd discovered that she could remember a lot of random things, but nothing significant, nothing that could help her figure out who she was. All she could think about was human anatomy. The muscles, mostly, and how to stimulate them, how to relieve tension. She wondered if she had been a physical therapist, but she had no idea.
"Hey, you guys ready for a break?" Rayde asked, "I need to stretch before I get into the big city."
Nilla nodded eagerly. She needed to stretch, as well.
They stopped at some campgrounds just outside of LA. Rayde checked the area for zombies while Shane tended to the wounded. Nilla climbed out of the backseat and walked around a bit. Her body was sore and stiff, so she started to stretch, rubbing her arms and legs gently to relieve pain and pressure. She soon discovered that she was abnormally flexible. She was even capable of touching the top of her head to her back.
She smiled and giggled softly. Stretching was fun.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:48 pm
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