One of the few houses on this road. Feel free to take shelter in here or try to see if there is any food or supplies. (Note, the inventory will sometimes actually have things in it so check often. Please don't have your character magically "teleport" here.)
Inventory:
✖5 bullets ✖Small Pocket Knife
Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 5:21 pm
Amelia 22 ✿ Wanderer ✿ Health 500
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Amelia, about a few blocks away, kept her eyes on the house. "So close", she said, rubbing her legs a little from the pain of walking so much. "I swear if I'm kicked out of this one I will go mad", she laughed a little as she walked even more fast, almost running to the house. As she reached the house, she stopped in front of the door. "Hello beautiful", she said as she sat down by the door, getting her strength back. There was no signs of people and this place was as good as any other. It wasn't in the best of condition, but she honestly didn't care. She stood up for a moment and examined the beast of a house she had come to. "Wow this place would make a great fortress if it wasn't so beat down", she smirked as she tried to open the door, finding that it was locked. She took a deep breath, "Great". She moved her legs a little and pulled her machete out, breaking the door open. As the door swung off its hinges and onto the wooden floor of the house, she slowly made her way in. "There goes that idea", she took an immediate right into what seemed to be the living room. She scanned the room, looking for any sign of supplies, with no luck. With a quick push, she moved the couch that had been pushed into a corner and found some bullets. "If I had a gun these would work wonders", she sighed and threw the bullets over into a small bowl that had been on the end table collecting dust. She smiled a bit as the dust flew up into the air. No one had been in this house for a long while and as she saw it, the house had a natural lighting from the moonlight. "I'll stay here for a while, that damn city isn't going anywhere...", she took her pack off and threw it on the couch, wandering up the stairs, using her left foot to press on a step before going onto it. As she got to the top, she started to slowly and softly wander the halls, finding two bedrooms, a bathroom, and what seemed to be a study room. One of the bedrooms was obviously for a teenager, possibly 14 or 16, it was hard to tell. The other room, of course was for the parents, or parent of the teen. "Yep, mine", Amelia said with a smile on her face as she sat on the bed, picking up the small pocket knife and moving it off the bed. "Nothing in this house is of use but this bed is sure as hell comfy", she laid back onto the queen sized bed, closing her eyes and resting for a moment before getting back up and wandering back down the stairs. The door was on the ground, which was a clear sign for "come right in" and Amelia did not like that. She immediately picked it up and fixed it so that she could get out whenever she would need but it would appear closed. She, then grabbed her pack and headed back up to the bedroom, shutting and locking the door so she could rest easy that night.
Walking along the road was Dave, normally one would not be walking about in the night but the man had one thing a lot of people didn't, a flashlight. Its cut a beam of light through the surrounding darkness allowing the wanderer to continue his journey to the nest town. His trusty rifle was slung over his shoulder ready to be swung off and used in a moments notice, his pistol was in a holster on his hip and his knife was in his boot. He had a hard stern look on his face as though he was both angry and disappointed at the same time, his eyes staring straight ahead into the night. Soon he came upon a large mansion like house, for a moment he stopped in front of the large house, "My feet do ache a bit." he thought as he looked down his feet. After a few moments deliberation he walked up to the door, which he found had been taken clean off its hinges and simply propped back into place. Instantly he doused his light quickly stowing it in a custom holder on his belt and taking out his 45. Pressing himself against the wall he slowly slid along the wall to one of the windows, he peeked inside but couldn't see anything, "Its possible whoever was here already left..." he thought. Reaching down he tested the window, it came open with a tiny squeak but was silent for the most part. Carefully he climbed inside eyes darting about for any sign of movement but finding none. Finally through the window Dave took a step and the sound of crunching glass immediately followed, he stopped closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He waited a few seconds but heard nothing and pressed on, in the low light it was hard to make out anything so he put his hand before him so he wouldn't bump into anything. Quickly growing tired of not being able to see he reached for his flashlight deciding to risk it, with a flick of a switch a beam of brilliance lit up the place. Now Dave could truly see how ornate and large the place was, he also found that he had nearly bumped into a table with a bowl upon. Something inside said bowl suddenly flashed as the light hit it, reaching down he brought what he now saw was a bullet into the light. Looking around once again he gingerly placed the round on the table, after a bit of looking he found the stairs. Slowly he climbed them, they made slight creaking noises as he did so and he winced every time. Eventually he got to the top of the stairs and shined the flashlight down the hall both ways, the pistol also tracked along with the beam of light. Now he walked to the first door and tried the handle, it opened and he peered inside, it looked like a room for a teenager, satisfied he closed the door and began to check the other rooms. Only a problem arose when he came to the last door, when he twisted the handle it wouldn't budge, at first he assumed it was due to its age and tried harder rattling it in the process.
Amelia had never been a light sleeper and honestly it would take the sound of a car crashing into her own house to awake her, however this time was different. As the door handle began to giggle and make the noises it did, Amelia sprang up and looked directly over to ensure she wasn't imagining it. As the movement became more violent, Amelia immediately bent over to grab her machete, holding it tightly. "********", she thought as she slowly made her way out of the bed without making noise. As her body moved from the comfortable bed to the wall along the door, she slowly began to slide over toward the door. With a quiet breathe, she leaned in front of the door, silently unlocking it, and positioning herself on the side she was on, preparing the machete to attack.
Dave continued to wrestle with the door handle deciding to stow his pistola and hold the flashlight awkwardly between his head and shoulder so that he could get a better grip. Still the handle wouldn't budge, on the verge of giving up and simply shooting the handle he suddenly felt it give. For a few seconds he stood there thinking about why the door had been locked, sensing a possible threat he back away from the door drawing his pistol as he did so and grasping the flashlight with his hand. Then he ran at the door and threw a solid and devastating kick at it sending it off its hinges and clattering to the floor of the room. Instead of landing on his lead foot Dave rolled with his momentum and rolled into the room, popping up and turning around back to the entrance. He saw a woman had been standing next to the door with a machete in hand waiting for him to enter, "Bet she hadn't expected this." he thought as he shined his light in her eyes. "Dont move!" he shouted as he brought the pistol to bear as well while still in an awkward crouched position.
AkHolic
Inventory
Health-500 Number of Bottle Caps: 43 Weapons and Amount of Ammo: ✖ Moissan Naggant Model 1893/39, Bolt-Action, 5 Shot Stripper Clip, 7.62mm Rifle- 50 rounds ✖ Colt 45. APC, 8 Round Clip, Semi-Auto Pistol- 33 rounds ✖ Combat Knife- Infinite Food/Water: ✖ 3 Bottles of clean water ✖ 5 bags of homemade jerky ✖ 2 cans of beans Medical: ✖ (1) Tylenol (50HP) ✖ (2) Ointment (25HP) ✖ Other Items: ✖ Flint and steel ✖ Compass ✖Flashlight
As the man burst in through the door, Amelia started to grip her machete harder. "Great", she sighed as the light began to blind her. She quickly pulled her goggles onto her head and over her eyes to help see through the light. After carefully examining the man, she smirked, "Put it down big boy". With her finger, she pointed at the flashlight, motioning for him to point it downward.
Dave kept the light steady, keeping it aimed right the girls goggled eyes, "Clever trick." he thought as he slowly got up into a standing position. When girl made the teasing joke, the serious look on his face did not change only his grip on the pistol changed, tightening as he drew a better bead on her. For a few moments he stood there in silence examining her, trying to see if he could discern her character but to no avail. "Alright." he said and ever so slightly lowered the pistol but not much, just enough to seem a little less threatening. Continuing to stare at her with unblinking eyes he asked, "What is your name and what are you doing here?" rather bluntly and in a monotone voice.
AkHolic
Inventory
Health-500 Number of Bottle Caps: 43 Weapons and Amount of Ammo: ✖ Moissan Naggant Model 1893/39, Bolt-Action, 5 Shot Stripper Clip, 7.62mm Rifle- 50 rounds ✖ Colt 45. APC, 8 Round Clip, Semi-Auto Pistol- 33 rounds ✖ Combat Knife- Infinite Food/Water: ✖ 3 Bottles of clean water ✖ 5 bags of homemade jerky ✖ 2 cans of beans Medical: ✖ (1) Tylenol (50HP) ✖ (2) Ointment (25HP) ✖ Other Items: ✖ Flint and steel ✖ Compass ✖Flashlight
Amelia blinked a few times, pulling her goggles onto her forehead as he lowered the light. "Shouldn't I be asking the questions sir?", she looked at him, rubbing her eyes a little. "I mean after all you did break into my fort", she joked as a bigger smile came to her face, "though company does seem to make this place a lot more fun". As she finished smiling, her eyes began to wander to the door he had knocked down. "What a waste of good wood", she said, sighing as she put her machete away and walked over to the door, picking it up. She slowly leaned it up against the wall. "So you're alone?", she said peeking out through the doorway.
Dave blinked a few times when the girl referred to the house as her 'fort' like this was some kind of castle, the girls rather airy attitude to the situation was beginning to unnerve him a bit. He was not a man to joke for he saw the world in black and white, there were no shades of grey to him just plain and simple. Finally he decided she wasn't going to be a threat and holstered the pistol though he still had a few reserved thoughts in the back of his mind. He kept the flashlight out since it was the only source of light in the house currently what with it being night outside. When the girl made mention of how the door he had kicked down was a waste of good wood he decided to play along as it were, "Yeah... I suppose it is." he said in the same monotone voice. Dave watched as she propped the door against the wall admiring her strength for a tick he knew a door like that probably weighed a fair amount. He responded to her next question like he had the other, "Yes I am alone, I prefer it that way." he said flatly
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AkHolic
Inventory
Health-500 Number of Bottle Caps: 43 Weapons and Amount of Ammo: ✖ Moissan Naggant Model 1893/39, Bolt-Action, 5 Shot Stripper Clip, 7.62mm Rifle- 50 rounds ✖ Colt 45. APC, 8 Round Clip, Semi-Auto Pistol- 33 rounds ✖ Combat Knife- Infinite Food/Water: ✖ 3 Bottles of clean water ✖ 5 bags of homemade jerky ✖ 2 cans of beans Medical: ✖ (1) Tylenol (50HP) ✖ (2) Ointment (25HP) ✖ Other Items: ✖ Flint and steel ✖ Compass ✖Flashlight
She looked over to him as he replied to her question, putting a plain frown on her face and wandering over in front of him. Once she aligned with him, she started to walk toward him, until she was about a few inches away, examining him. "Now that I can see you properly", she said putting a smile on her face, "you're kinda cute". A small giggle came from her, as she grabbed her bag and steadily walked out into the hallway. "By the way, my name is Amelia", she said with a loud voice as she went down the stairs, wandering into the kitchen.
Dave was about to ask for the girls mane again when she started to slowly walk up to him eventually coming within a few inches of him. He knew that she was examining him though the way she proceeded to do it made him slightly uncomfortable which translated into him tensing a bit. He especially felt uncomfortable when she suddenly said he was cute out of the blue, all he did was stand there and look back at her. Although to be honest he did think she looked a bit attractive herself, there weren't many good looking women left in the world today and she would definitely make some man happy. As she walked out of the room and into the hallway Dave followed grateful that he finally knew her name. "Amellia, interesting name." he said as he went down the stairs behind her, "Mines Dave, pleasure to meet a friendly face around here." he said in his monotone voice.
AkHolic
Inventory
Health-500 Number of Bottle Caps: 43 Weapons and Amount of Ammo: ✖ Moissan Naggant Model 1893/39, Bolt-Action, 5 Shot Stripper Clip, 7.62mm Rifle- 50 rounds ✖ Colt 45. APC, 8 Round Clip, Semi-Auto Pistol- 33 rounds ✖ Combat Knife- Infinite Food/Water: ✖ 3 Bottles of clean water ✖ 5 bags of homemade jerky ✖ 2 cans of beans Medical: ✖ (1) Tylenol (50HP) ✖ (2) Ointment (25HP) ✖ Other Items: ✖ Flint and steel ✖ Compass ✖Flashlight
"So Dave", Amelia said, turning around to face him, "want to join me?". An even bigger smile came to her face, the smile showing complete and total happiness. "I'd love to have a companion, if you don't mind", she looked directly into his eyes, doing a bit of a pouty puppy dog kind of face as she did.
For a few moments Dave considered the girl's offer, he placed a hand in his chin and stared at the ceiling, "I don't normally pair up with other people but I've heard these roads can be dangerous." he thought. Opening one eye he looked back to the girl with her puppy dog act, unfazed he then looked directly at her, "Ok, we can travel together but only if you promise not to do anything stupid." he said. The man knew that might have been a bit harsh but past experiences had made him wise and it was that wisdom he had to thank for his life. He lifted his hand to shake hers saying, "May our travels be uneventful." he said reflecting upon the irony of the statement, the situation at hand was eventful enough for him.
AkHolic
Inventory
Health-500 Number of Bottle Caps: 43 Weapons and Amount of Ammo: ✖ Moissan Naggant Model 1893/39, Bolt-Action, 5 Shot Stripper Clip, 7.62mm Rifle- 50 rounds ✖ Colt 45. APC, 8 Round Clip, Semi-Auto Pistol- 33 rounds ✖ Combat Knife- Infinite Food/Water: ✖ 3 Bottles of clean water ✖ 5 bags of homemade jerky ✖ 2 cans of beans Medical: ✖ (1) Tylenol (50HP) ✖ (2) Ointment (25HP) ✖ Other Items: ✖ Flint and steel ✖ Compass ✖Flashlight
Amelia kept up her puppy dog look, giving it as much as she could until he finally answered. The lines connected within her head and she immediately sprung forward, hugging him tightly and kissing his cheek repeatedly. "Yay!!! I won't do anything stupid!!!", she continued to kiss his cheek and hug him as excitement exuded from her body. A spark within her head switched on and she stopped, stepping away slowly and looking away to blush a little as she deeply took a breath, "S...sorry". Calming herself down, she grabbed her book and put it back into her bag, closing the bag once more.
Dart pulled out his knife and pistol as he stepped within shooting distance of the house. He had his knife in his left hand and his pistol in the right, in a cross-armed fashion. He went to the door, and saw that it was only propped up, off the hinges. He couldn't risk taking the door off, it would make noise and leave him open without any defenses. Whoever got in had to have entered from somewhere else.. He looked across the building and walked around the side, seeing a beam of light come from an open window. As he got closer, he realized that it was broken, not open. Where is the glass? he wondered, and peered inside on the floor. He picked off the remaining pieces of glass from the bottom of the frame with his gloved hand, and stepped over. He avoided the larger piles of glass and stepped onto a sparse patch with an almost silent crunch. He paused, and waited a moment to see if any one would come running.
