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Post by Dr. Jar on Sept 21, 2013 15:46:23 GMT -8
Jeraito- "He's gray and brown with white marks. And about this big, and he has an ear that doesn't go up all the way. And he looks really muscular, but he might have gotten skinny." The man shuffles away sheepishly after giving them another small smile, He had his hopes up."Thank you for your help."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 21, 2013 18:53:34 GMT -8
It was hard not to feel sorry for the guy. Rob sighed, then smiled friendfully at Jeraito before he shuffled too far away."Look, if you don't have anywhere else to stay, we've got plenty of room. I'm sure Breg won't mind..."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Sept 21, 2013 19:09:29 GMT -8
"That offer's always on th' table, but 'm thinkin' maybe you need to stay where you were when the guy went missin'', 'ncase he comes back lookin' for ya." Wolf smiled friendfully and it didn't seem at all like he was trying to get rid of their guest.[/i]
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Post by Dr. Jar on Sept 21, 2013 20:03:17 GMT -8
Jeraito- "Thanks guys...I should..go look for him..." He gives him a tentative look, and then moves on down the street towards the appointed spot to look for his dog.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Sept 21, 2013 20:31:26 GMT -8
"Keep your head down and remember not to knock at the third door on the left." After Jeraito had left, Wolf headed towards the back of the house, then out through the garden. As he passed Breg, he stopped for just a second to speak.[/i] "Molly and I are going to make a quick supply run. I know the place pretty well, it shouldn't be any trouble for the two of us. We'll be back in an hour or two."
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Post by DKender on Sept 21, 2013 20:57:50 GMT -8
Molly followed fearlessly. If a man like Jaraito could hold his own on the streets by day, she stood a pretty good chance.[/i] "Don't let Sylvia pitch a fit. She can come along next time. Bye bye, now!"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Sept 21, 2013 21:48:05 GMT -8
Sylvia- "What do you mean about me pitching a fit? I'm right here and I'm coming too. I brought my gun." She carries her shotgun and steps out after them. "I hope three isn't company. What is with you two looking thick as thieves today?" She puts her other part-arm on her hips and looks back. i118.photobucket.com/albums/o95/jarahamee/VIUIeCXxREDXjtTT2AuKyEjEfq4S75Zsyml1vLSGy34_zps31a097ef.jpg [/img] Breg- He had to admit, they did look like they had some kind of conspiracy, but maybe it was just some kind of romantic tryst or another. He supposed that if they were causing trouble, he'd find out about it sooner or later. For now he shook his head."I'm always worried about longer trips, but you've been more than able, Molly. Be safe, both of you."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 22, 2013 0:09:37 GMT -8
Natalia Mendez saw a few battle ready folks walking from a barricaded building up ahead. She mulled it over and decided this was potentially a good place to join the forces against the monsters. She rapped out "Shave and a Haircut" on the front doors. Natalia had found that "Shave and a Haircut" got houses to open up to her with less fear and weaponry.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 22, 2013 9:55:28 GMT -8
Breg- A large, somewhat husky man had been tossing up dirt about a hundred yards away, though he stops and hails Natalia when he notices her knocking.
He had been hard at work in the relative shadows for some time previous to this digging a deep hole with the help of a rather large shovel, which he wields with all the grace of a weapon. When he stood, his contour was decidedly ox-like, with wide shoulders and a hip area that did not significantly narrow from them. The frumpy clothing he wore over it was dark, and made him less visible in the gloom.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 23, 2013 3:47:37 GMT -8
Natalia turns her body to face him. "Oh, hey. What's the digging for, big guy?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 23, 2013 11:36:24 GMT -8
Breg- "I'm digging a grave for this man. No one deserves to be left outside to rot." For his size, his voice was surprisingly soft and small. He leans his weight on the shovel, and flicks back his loose ponytail. He had the kind of large features and drooping, dark eyes that gave him a permanently sad appearance. His cheeks were etched with pitted scars. "I'm Breg. I live in there. Do you need something?" He smiled slightly and the expression was awkward on his face.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 23, 2013 14:12:20 GMT -8
Natalia looked down at the corpse. There that was. Well, she didn't think the guy was planting a tree. "Actually, I was wondering if you people wanted some help with anything. If you have a second shovel I could lend a hand. You'd still probably smell it for a few days when standing right above the makeshift grave, but it's good to bury bodies deeply. You don't want the aroma to attract unwanted visitors." Natalia thinks for a moment and remembers that this person has been living in a monster infested world for just as long as she has and probably doesn't need any pointers. She hopes that she didn't sound too patronizing.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 23, 2013 15:23:51 GMT -8
Breg- "They don't really decay normally, but any help would be appreciated." The hole was already sizable but by now, the sun was sinking low in the sky and night was threatening. It was never a good idea to be out without good reason these days. Breg looked up at the stranger from his crouched position."Help? Help is always appreciated. What's your name?" From the expression on his face, not many people offered to help these days either. He seemed more surprised than suspicious thankfully.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 23, 2013 17:59:20 GMT -8
Natalia mentally shrugged. From her experience the dead stunk whether they were supernaturally influenced or not. She puts that thought aside and smiles at her new ally. "I'm Natalia Mendez. What's your name?" She finds herself a shovel and begins to dig, happy she had the right kind of shoes for this.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 23, 2013 21:41:33 GMT -8
Breg- "Breg Laydon. It is good to meet you Natalia." He smiles, and continues to dig. It would take them a good long while to dig a hole deep enough to bury the zombies, but the deed is done long before the sun goes down. "...I think we have dinner on the horizon inside."
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