WESTLAKE CENTER - PARKING GARAGE

[∆§Indea§∆]

The jerk laughed at him, the Christian wanker.

"No worries Doctor....
Do you REALLY want to piss off the guy carrying knives Wanktard Alex? I don't give a flying fuck what you think homeboy. Your head is shoved so far up your arse, it's no wonder your so ignorant and naive. Lucky for you, I think we need to start driving and kill those fucking zombies rather than continue this banter."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Five people in the car, Ben Driver & Patti shotgun, who is squished in the middle of the backseat? I think it's DocVic. Clowns to the left of you and gorillas to the right... Watch out!

[Gillsing]

     Ben was a bit surprised when everyone packed themselves into his car. Sure, it was safer than walking, but they weren't going that far, were they? And what about those zombies still stalking around down there? Were they just going to leave those?

     "Uh, guys? I saw a lot of movement on the lower levels. So I guess there's a zombie horde down there too. And when we're gone, who's going to stop them from opening that door you just closed? Don't you think that "Mary" woman might have some kind of control over them?"

     Ben then proceeded to accommodate Alex's request for very specific music, and put on God Knows... at a low enough level that they could still hear each other talk. For whatever good that would do.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Ben, don't forget that Patti said...
"Shotgun! I wish. Ben, I'm not going to be able to hit anything while we're moving, but if you can get me within a dozen yards and stop, that should be good. Let's get rid of these stragglers and head back upstairs so we can help them close the rolldowns on the main floor." She rolled the window down and leaned out. "Load up, boys!"

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

The stairwell door slammed open, and they heard a man's voice.

Man from upstairs -
"HEY! Still down here? We need help!"

The backseat passengers craned their necks to see, and Ben looked in his rearview mirror. Hm, that guy looked familiar...

A white man stepped forward from the door, chopping a zombie in the neck with a fire ax like it was no big deal.

Man from upstairs -
"HELLO! Hey, in the car! They're coming in both entrances!"

[DKender]

The urge to take a swing at Micah died once Alex saw the new man. He unbuckled and turned bodily in his seat to get a better look. It was pretty cramped, so Alex ended up pressing his shoulder and hip against the poor, squished doctor. He apologized quickly and squirmed into a less awkward position.

Whoa. Ax Man probably trained with Subachine Gun Guy in the University of Badass. Alex didn't know there were so many tough people in the world. Hm. His Coach was pretty tough. Maybe Ax Man knew Coach, or was a coach himself! They both had the same intensity.

"Watch out!" he shouted. "There are still monsters down here! We'll help you! UH. Is the demon Mary up there?"

[∆§Indea§∆]

Micah realised how odd it was, all of them in the car with nowhere to go. The atmosphere was stifling after losing his head at Alex. The boy was glaring smugly at him, as only those of Christian faith could and it made him sick.

" Yeah, zombie hordes is actually sounding pretty sweet right now. I think Patti and Ben can take on the rest down here. Christian boy, Doctor and I should help out the first floor. Alex, your welcome to stay down here."

He made his way out of the car, moving towards the gentleman from the stairs.

"Hey I am Micah, let's get those fuckers on the first floor!"

(NOTE: he left the bag in the car)

[Gillsing]

      Ben slowly backed the car up to where the axeman was standing. Hey, wasn't that Davin Faigenbaum? It was! Ben rolled down the driver's side window and turned his whole body so that it his face could be seen through the metal grid of the helmet.

     "Hey, Davin! It's me, Ben! We closed the entrance down here, but there are stragglers who could open it, and more zombies on the lower levels. Unless someone sabotaged the door control I don't think that door will stay closed forever."

     "But hey, you're the boss. So if you think that won't matter, we're ready to come upstairs," he then added.

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Davin nodded at everyone's concerns, squinting like the sun was in his face.

Davin -
"Let's just throw a chair down the stairs and block off the stairwell down to here, there's a bigger issue upstairs. Haven't seen that flying freak, but if we're distracted by those zombies we're at her mercy. The Olive exit in back is getting swamped, we need to get those doors closed and secured 'cause it's all glass and we're like a big shining beacon of tasty human flesh."[/blockquote]

Davin squinted at Ben as they returned up the stairs, squinting seemed to be his main expression.

Davin -
"Ben... oh yeah yeah, I remember. I hope everything's okay back at the apartment... We gotta get back there."

[Gillsing]

     "Uh... Okay?"

     Ben had no idea why they would have to get back to their apartments, but he didn't see much point in asking about that until it looked like they might actually survive the night. It didn't seem totally impossible right now, but maybe that was just what their enemy wanted them to think? Give them all a little hope before she came back to crush it.

[Suyoi]

Dr. Victor picked up the medical supply bag from the front seat languidly. He let his eyes close for a moment, enjoying the noises outside the car, imagining the muffled screeching "harajuku girls" smothered by a giant, soft, fluffy pillow. Giving a dismissive shoulder raise at the squinted man, he spoke.

"I believe this will hopefully die down at dawn. I saw most of them dodging the light from the flashlight, but it may be more instinctive than repulsion. But, in any event, a wall of glass isn't exactly, uhm, lockable against these things unless there's more roll-down gates. And I'm not exactly enjoying blocking out all means of egress for ourselves. I recall the roof access was also open... and since Mary floats or flies or is to prissy to touch the ground due to some additional neurosis, we might want to send Mr. Page up to lock it?"

He grabbed onto the stairwell with a heavy hand, making a groaning sound not unlike those which had echoed amid the gunshots earlier. In an immortal mental grunt, his voice held a husky tone. I hate stai'yurs.

[DKender]

Alex left the car after Micah and Dr. Victor. He nodded politely at Davin and said, in passing, "My name is Alex, Sir." He cleared his raw throat and hurried to catch up with the doctor.

"I can take that, if you don't mind," Alex said. He reached for the bag. "It's about time for my nightly exercises, anyway."

[Suyoi]

"Thank you, Alex. You are most kind."

Oddly the words of the good doctor weren't cold, only hollow from exhaustion.

[∆§Indea§∆]

The blood on his clothing had began to dry out, stiffening his clothes. It made going up the stairs slightly more awkward than it should have been. The crisp dryness of the clothes wasn't as bad as the Salty metallic smell that invaded his nostrils. The Doctor was rambling on as usual about something or other, mentioning closing up access to the roof.


"There is no point Doctor, the huge fucking hole in the third floor roof, makes locking the roof access pointless. It's just going to give us less places to run. I don't know about you, but I don't plan spending the rest of what looks to be a short life in the mall."

[Suyoi]

The good doctor took leave to grab onto Micah's arm for stability, mumbling something into his ear before pushing onto the next step.