What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

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What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:03 pm

You know the score, guys! Zombies galore!

In Summer, 2021 (a little under three years ahead from current gametime), a new virus emerged with some strange side effects. The government attempted containment, initiating city and statewide lockdowns to keep the virus from spreading. But when those that died from the virus or, indeed, other causes, started to come back to life with a taste for human flesh, the containment efforts proved futile - especially with mutant victims who seemed to retain many of the unique abilities they had in life.

Within a couple of months things deteriorated to the point of no return. All sign of government control or even local control disappeared and people were left to fend for themselves as the power finally went out. Some chose to flee the cities, others chose to hunker down and hope for rescue or for the situation to blow over. Rescue wasn't coming and rather than blow over, things kept getting worse. Cities now swarmed with the undead and any sound would draw them close.

What to do in a global zombie virus pandemic when you've been indoctrinated into superheroics? Try to help other people or just protect the ones you love? How in the heck are you supposed to headshot a zombie that's bullet proof? All these problems and more to solve in this brave new zombie apocalypse world.

((After initial stage setting posts there will be a timeskip to approximately a year after the start of the outbreak :) ))
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Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:09 pm

<Shinobi> They were still fighting, but it didn't matter because Obi couldn't sleep anyway. Locked away in the one bedroom in the small urban apartment, he instead looked out the window. The lights were still on, but all that did was illuminate the chaos in the streets below.

<Carol> Carol didn't even know what they were arguing about anymore but she was determined to win. Maybe she was just upset that they were rationing coffee. Though it seemed Joe was running out of steam. He was sitting down with his face in his hands. It was late... they were all tired. And worried. She sighed and went to sit beside him, leaning against him and falling into silence.

<Shinobi> He winced as the one car attempting to move on the road was swarmed and crashed into a light pole, sending it into the building across the street. "Fuck."

<Carol> The sound got Carol's attention too and she got up from the sofa to look outside. God she wanted to help but what could she do? Where would they go? She rested her forehead on the glass and closed her eyes.

<Joe> "Don't do that... you're just going to end up hurting yourself..."

<Shinobi> Obi opened the bedroom door, taking in the scene in the living room. Obviously, Carol had seen it too. He sighed.

<Carol> She turned away from the window at the sound of the door opening, "Sorry... did we wake you?" She pushed a hand through her hair and moved away from the temptation of outside.

<Shinobi> "I... wasn't asleep." He found himself mirroring her action, running his hand through his hair. "Too much going on, you know." He looked out the window and winced.

<Carol> "Yeah... I get that..." she went to lean on the back of the sofa behind Joe. "Really should try to sleep though... both of you."

<Shinobi> "So should you," he said, taking a good look at Carol. Even her hair looked tired. "I still say you can take the bed."

<Carol> "I'm fine... I'll just go play with an electrical outlet while we still have power...." she rolled her eyes.

<Joe> "If you're determined not to sleep in the bed... or at all, I guess I'll use it." He scrubbed his face with his palms before getting up from the sofa.

<Shinobi> Obi nodded and moved out of Joe's way. "Thank you for letting us - letting me - stay."

<Joe> Joe waved it off, "I like my limbs attached..." he closed the door to the bedroom behind him with a small sigh.

<Carol> "'Night, Joe," Carol called after him, moving around the sofa to sit down on it again.

<Shinobi> Not knowing how to respond to that, other than with a nervous chuckle, Obi just awkwardly scuttled further away and looked out the window again.

<Carol> Carol sighed, watching him for a moment, "Joe's right you know... you shouldn't do that..." she patted the sofa beside her, "Come sit...."

<Shinobi> She was right, considering that now he was hearing screams from the car below. After a moment, Obi followed her direction and sat down beside her with a sigh.

<Carol> She drew her legs up to the sofa beside her and leaned against him, "I'd suggest tv but...."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, no. Things are bad enough, we know." He relaxed, and after a moment slid his arm around her.

<Carol> Resting her head on his shoulder a little, she closed her eyes, "There's board games... but I should warn you about how competative I am..."

<Shinobi> He almost laughed. "Maybe later. I'm just..." he sighed, unable to articulate how he felt.

<Carol> "Yeah..." she agreed, knowing that problem well herself. She grabbed the blanket that was folded on the arm of the sofa and offered it to him in case he was cold.

<Shinobi> "Thanks." Obi took the blanket and laid it over his lap, even though Carol herself was more than warm. "This... is so fucked up."

<Carol> "Yep..." she sighed, "I wish there was something I could do..."

<Shinobi> "I never really got the whole altruistic thing you X-Men types had going on, but... yeah, I get it."

<Carol> "I'm not-" she sighed, "That isn't what this is...."

<Shinobi> He turned his head and bent to look at her. "Oh?"

<Carol> "My kid... she was with her dad..."

<Shinobi> "Oh." Obi tried not to cringe, but it happened anyway. Thank God - or whoever - that he'd never had kids with Hope.

<Carol> "There's nothing I can do... I know they'll protect her... I just... wish she was with me."

<Shinobi> "How old is she?" He looked toward the window, then back, biting his lip.

<Carol> "She'll be three in march..."

<Shinobi> He sucked in a breath. Well, she'd kept that quiet, not that he'd asked. "Um... who is her dad?"

<Carol> "I'm not sure if you ever met him..."

<Shinobi> Obi shrugged one shoulder. "Eh, try me."

<Carol> "His name was Chis Nord.... he was a teacher at the school."

<Shinobi> He barely stifled a snort. "Oh... yeah?"

<Carol> She sighed, shifting to sit up and running her fingers through her hair, "It was... after the Brood... I was drinking a lot..." she shrugged a shoulder, "Made a lot of bad decisions back then."

<Shinobi> "I think a lot of people did," he said, unable to stop that snort this time. "I don't know him personally, but I know of him." Obi smirked. "Hope dated him, before."

<Carol> She nodded, "Yeah... I know..." She leaned and rested her elbows on her knees, putting her face in her hands.

<Shinobi> Her reaction sobered him a bit and he rubbed her arm. "I'm sorry. I'm sure he is watching out for her. He's got resources."

<Carol> "And reliable powers... and a reliable Ex-wife." She sighed, "I know... I just... hate being trapped here..."

<Shinobi> "Hey, that's... don't." Obi leaned down to wrap his other arm around her.

<Carol> She gave a shuddering sigh, pressing her face into her hands to stifle a sob.

<Shinobi> Fuck. Shit. Fuck! "Carol... it's okay..." Oh, that sounded convincing. He shifted closer to hold her.

<Carol> She curled up, trying to will herself to stop. "It's not..." she pointed out. It was very far from okay. "I'm sorry...."

<Shinobi> "I know, but..." He sighed. "It's what you say. If I said everything is fucked it's impolite."

<Carol> "But it's the truth..." She wrapped her arms around him to return the hug. "I prefer the truth..."

<Shinobi> "Okay," he said with a small laugh. "This fucking sucks. All of it." Obi gave her a squeeze.

<Carol> "Makes me wish I didn't quit drinking," she agreed, heaving a sigh.

<Shinobi> "Makes me want to start," he said with a matching sigh.

<Carol> "Well there could be some hidden booze around if you wanna look for it..."

<Shinobi> "Nah, that's okay." Obi slowly leaned back against the sofa, taking Carol with him. Shit she was hot. Warm. She was warm.

<Carol> "I wouldn't blame you..." She cuddled against him, "Hell, I might say fuck it and start again myself."

<Shinobi> The cuddling was the best thing that had happened all day. "Eh, maybe later."

<Carol> "Planning on still being awake later, huh?" She pulled the blanket back up off the floor to settle it back over them both.

<Shinobi> Obi snorted. "Probably." He was quiet for a time, listening to the noises from outside. "I'll sleep when I'm dead."

<Carol> She winced, shaking her head a little, "Let's just... hope that's a while away, okay?"
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Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:10 pm

Since the shelter in place orders had been given out, Jessica had put the house into security lockdown. She was still speaking to patients but only over the phone or video chatting and had gone through all their food supplies to plan all their meals.

Viper had to hand it to her planning skills. Jess was very efficient. Her paranoia due to her immunity to drugs also meant that everything that had entered the house prior to the lockdown was fully sanitised and quarantined so they were safe from whatever this was. In theory. What she wouldn't give to study it though...

Being trapped in the house was nothing new to Viper. Since her deal with SHIELD she'd been pretty much housebound. But this was very different. And with Sebastian away on business when this whole thing started, a large portion of her usual entertainment had been taken away.

The childcare was relatively easy. Hand Miriam a colouring book and some pencils and she was good for hours. She was under instructions not to let Miriam out of her sight which... was a bit awkward for bathroom useage but simple enough. But she needed to do something. Normally she'd be content to draw with Miriam or read a book or prepare some meals but with the current climate outside the house, her brain wouldn't stop spitting out nightmare scenarios.

It was really no problem for her to disable the security and break into Sebastian's lab. Sure, it was a breech of her conditions but these were unprecidented times. She needed a contingency plan. For her own peace of mind if nothing else. Naturally, she brought Miriam with her into the lab because of her instructions from Jessica. She wasn't sure Miriam even registered the change of venue much after she plonked down at a table with her latest drawing.

**

Days later, the situation outside had deteriorated to the point where it was hard to see how things would recover. Jessica had closed all the curtains with views of the streets so Miriam couldn't look outside and see the chaos. Viper had her emergency supplies on her at all times now and was staying near to Jessica when she could. Jess was busy at all hours now with anxious patients calling her while they still had power and cell service.

Power and cell service was not going to stop all of the dangers outside, however. To keep herself busy, Viper had packed bags of supplies and hidden them in Miriam's room in case they had to go in a hurry. She had been hoping not to have to use them but...

The security system was a good thing. It was. But it didn't work so well when mutants who could knock walls down were trying to get into your house. Fortunately, one of the residents could also knock walls down without much effort and her survival instincts were strong.

Jessica's insticts to protect the other people in her life were also strong and, as the sounds of things breaking into the house woke her up, Viper found herself thrown bodily into Miriam's room and the door was slammed behind her. "Jessica!" Viper tried to pull the door open but found it wouldn't move. She hammered on it with her fist. "Jessica, open this door!"

"Take Miriam and go! I'll hold them off!"

"No you won't!" Viper pulled harder on the door as she felt Miriam come up behind her.

"I know you've been in the lab! Get out of here! I'll meet you in a couple of hours in the park!"

Damn it. "You better be there!" She turned and picked Miriam up then grabbed the supplies she'd hidden and teleported out of the house.

The arrival point was a house thad had been abandoned long before and had very obviously seen better days. She set Miriam - who was now making more noise than the people breaking in - and the supplies down and opened one of the bags to take out some clothing. Miriam had other ideas and ran to the far corner of the room, squatting down with her hands over her ears and crying for her mom.

Viper sighed and put her things down, "Miriam..." she headed toward her, with the intention of comforting her until she calmed down or risk attention being drawn to their location. But the floor gave out.

**

Urrrgh. Owww... Viper groaned as consciousness returned. What happened? She coughed - which hurt - then inhaled a bunch of dust - which resulted in more painful coughing. She rolled onto her side, feeling something dislodge itself from inside her back somewhere. Ouch. She coughed again and looked around, trying to get her bearings. Miriam.

"Miriam?" her voice was barely a croak so she coughed and tried again, "Miriam?" There was movement somewhere above her and she looked up, squinting in the light. How long had she been out? "Is that you, Mauschen?"

"Fifi okay?" Miriam's small voice came back to her.

Viper breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes for a moment. "I'm alright. Stay there. I'll come to you." Somehow.

"Okay..." She heard Miriam scoot back away from the edge of the hole in the floor. Good.

Now she had to get mobile. She pushed herself up to sit and did an assessment of her injuries. Remnants of furniture and the questionable flooring below had broken her fall so she didn't have any broken bones. That was good. The other wounds were healing so it was safe to move. She activated the teleporter again to get her back where she'd started.

This time, she moved around the edge of the room to fetch Miriam, picking her up and carrying her back to the bags. After setting the girl down and checking her over, she took out some clothes and helped her change then handed her a stuffed animal to cuddle while she cleaned herself up.

A change of clothes later, Viper was in the park hiding in some shrubbery with a sleepy but anxious Miriam. There was no sign of Jessica. She needed to look around but leaving the girl behind was risky and taking her along was hardly any better. She gave Miriam instructions to be very quiet and took her hand to begin a search of other hiding spots.

The search was fruitless. There wasn't even a sign that Jessica had been and had to leave. Nothing at all. She was worried but there was nothing more she could do now except to keep Miriam as safe as possible. She teleported them back to the run down house and settled down to let the girl sleep while she thought of somewhere to go for more of a long term stay.
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Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:11 pm

<Carol> It was weird. Since the power went out, the building had a whole new atmosphere about it and it was creepy as fuck. Fortunately her energy powers were playing today so they had light in the internal corridors but man the stairs..... Why did Joe have to live so high up?

<Shinobi> Obi's hand was sweaty. He hoped Carol wouldn't judge him too harshly on that, but even phased this shit was stressful. Every noise had him wincing. They knew many residents of the apartment building had fled (or died) in the last few weeks, but who knew how many remained.

<Carol> She paused at the door to the next level and glanced at Obi, "Ready?"

<Shinobi> "As I'll ever be." He edged past her and listened at the door for a moment, which was tricky since it was a thick fire door. Hearing nothing, he poked his head through the metal and looked up and down the hall. "Psst!"

<Shinobi> He waited for a reaction from any lingering ravenous loonies.

<Carol> Carol stuck her light through the door as a further inducement for the bitey folks then followed it with her own head. "We good?"

<Shinobi> "Think so." Obi readjusted his grip on her hand and phased them through the door.

<Carol> Oh she did hate that. "Left or right?" She peered down each hall, looking for the signs of light from open doors.

<Shinobi> "Right," he said though he had no idea. One way looked as bad as the other.

<Carol> "Right it is...." She sighed and started down the hallway. She didn't like this. Any of it. Breaking into peoples homes.... stealing food... creeping around the place.... it was all kinds of uncomfortable.

<Shinobi> "How..." Obi licked his lips and considered his words. "We're going to have to check all of them... otherwise there's no way we'll know which apartments are empty..."

<Carol> "Yeah.... we should find some way to mark them off...." Ugh.

<Shinobi> "Guess we should have thought that through." He spotted a sliver of light falling across the hall and gave Carol a nudge. "Open door?" he whispered.

<Carol> "Maybe we can find a sharpie or something in an apartment...." She nodded to the unspoken question.

<Shinobi> "Maybe..." They crept toward the apartment and Obi motioned for Carol to stay put while he checked.

<Carol> She frowned at the suggestion she was unable to defend herself but folded her arms with a roll of her eyes and kept a lookout in the hallway.

<Shinobi> Obi gave her a frustrated look and quietly flapped his arms in a shrug of protest, then phased into the apartment. Fine, she can be ridiculous.

<Carol> If she ever worked out how to channel her energy powers through her eyes, Obi would be in trouble. She sighed, pacing a little while she waited for him to give the all clear.

<Shinobi> He gave the small apartment a quick once-over, even checking under the bed. The place looked like they'd left in a hurry. Clothes were skattered, some food items left out on the counters as others were packed up as if ready to go.

<Shinobi> Obi popped his head back out. "We're good."

<Carol> She followed him into the apartment, "You know I'm still basically invulnerable, right? And I can still throw you into next week."

<Shinobi> "You know I'm intangible, right? You can't throw what you can't touch, and you can't bite it either." He solidified his hand just enough to close the door behind her, locking it for good measure.

<Carol> "No... but you can throw stuff through it...." she picked up a handy cushion to prove her point.

<Shinobi> The pillow bounced off the wall behind him and landed with a soft thump. "Cute," he laughed. "Anyway, looks like they skipped town in a hurry."

<Carol> "Yeah... I guess they figured it'd be safer...." She started poking around for something to mark off the apartments with. Duct tape would do... everyone had duct tape...

<Shinobi> Obi went straight to the kitchen and started checking the already-packed box. "Convenient." He added the cans on the counter to the box and started opening drawers and cabinet doors.

<Carol> Score! Duct tape! "I'll mark the door so we know we've been in here...." She headed to do that, "See if there's any bottled water..."

<Shinobi> Finding a marker in the junk drawer, he held it up, then shrugged. "Haven't seen water, but plenty of canned carrots. Looks like they didn't want to take them."

<Carol> "Why are there so many carrots? Are these people rabbits?" She marked the door with her tape.

<Shinobi> "You never know." He found some dry beans and tossed the sack into the box. "Do you think we should just move what we find into the stairwell and take everything up at once?" Obi continued searching, looking under the sink for anything of use.

<Carol> "Sure makes it a little less annoying that way..." She started looking through cupboards for useful items and maybe a change of clothes.... she headed toward the bedroom.

<Shinobi> Obi continued to ransack the kitchen, then stacked their haul by the door.

<Carol> At least Obi and Joe could share... they were a similar size. She opened a closet and started to look for tops that might fit. Stupid boobs.

<Shinobi> Turning around, Carol had disappeared. Obi checked the bathroom, then spotted her in the bedroom. "Anything good?"

<Carol> "Maybe..." she found a top with a bit of stretch in it and decided to try it out, forgetting to warn Obi that she was gonna take her own shirt off.

<Shinobi> "Nothing like shopping in-" Obi's brain screeched to a halt when Carol started stripping.

<Carol> She tugged the potential replacement down but... it wasn't a great option. She sighed and pulled it off again to put her own shirt back on. "Nope," she tossed the fail onto the bed and went back to rummaging.

<Shinobi> Obi swallowed, blinked and blew out a steady breath. After a beat, he turned to a dresser and started opening drawers. He made a strangled noise. "Well, I found her underwear."

<Carol> "... At least half of that might be useful...." she glanced over her shoulder at him. "What's the matter?"

<Shinobi> "Nothing," he said, just a bit too quickly, and was his voice higher?

<Carol> She laughed, "Anyone'd think you'd never seen underwear before."

<Shinobi> Obi cleared his throat. "No, I... have." Moving pointedly to the next drawer, he pulled it open. "Need socks?"

<Carol> "Yes. I need all the things. Gonna say the bras in that drawer are useless to me judging by the contents of the closet..." She went back to her closet spelunking. There had to be something for a 'fat day'. Everyone had them.

<Shinobi> "You, uh, want me to grab you some, oooor?" This could not get any more weird.

<Carol> "Sure," she replied from deep in the closet, "One sock is the same as another sock...."

<Shinobi> "Sure." He grabbed a few pairs and tossed them on top the dresser, then spotted another pair and laughed. "Want some rainbow shitting unicorn socks?"

<Carol> She laughed, "We can give them to Joe."

<Shinobi> "I'm sure he'll love them." There were more novelty socks in the drawer so he grabbed a few more and then looked back at the underwear drawer. Hmm.

<Carol> Woo jackpot! She found some hidden items from fatter times that would fit over her boobs and some sweatpants which would be more comfortable for sleeping in than her jeans. She missed just being able to sleep in a t-shirt.

<Shinobi> Obi tried to ignore the rustling clothing and parade of try-ons behind him and grabbed a few pairs that looked like they would fit her.

<Carol> She managed to find a couple of things for wardrobe changes which was nice. She added them to the small pile on top of the dresser. Spying the additional underwear, she smirked a little as she raised an eyebrow at Obi.

<Shinobi> With his hand still in the drawer, he returned the expression and pointed down at the impressively sparkly adult toy he'd also uncovered in the drawer. "If you're bored..."

<Carol> She laughed, "You gonna want to watch as a 'finder's fee'?"

<Shinobi> He managed a smirk, even though he could feel his face heating up. "Maybe."

<Carol> She laughed again, "Well then I'd just have to suggest cutting out the middle man." It was waaaaaay too much fun to tease him.

<Shinobi> "It would definitely be more fun," he laughed.

<Carol> She tugged at the corner of her lip with her teeth for a moment then gave him a grin, "Maybe later."

<Shinobi> He tried to hide his blink of surprise with a smirk. "Rain check it is then," he said, sliding the drawer closed.

<Carol> She found a pillow case and stuffed her ill-gotten gains inside. "Let's get back to grocery shopping...."

<Shinobi> "I didn't check the fridge. You think we dare?" His nose wrinkled but he was enjoying watching her walk back into the living room.

<Carol> "I don't know if that's a good idea... power's been out a while..." she glanced over her shoulder at him, "Unless you're feeling especially brave...?"

<Shinobi> "Oh no, you're the hero." He bypassed the kitchen and headed for the door to pick up the box.

<Carol> "Pfft, I'm not a hero. Just an awesome Air Force pilot that had the misfortune to get noticed by SHIELD, hired by them, and reassigned to a school full of crazy people."

<Shinobi> Obi just laughed and poked his head through the doorway. The hall looked much the same way they left it.

<Carol> She came up behind him and leaned over his shoulder, "Brains."

<Shinobi> "Fuck!" He jerked back through the door, nearly dropping the box.

<Carol> Carol laughed hard. Oh that had been brilliant!

<Shinobi> "Ha, ha, hilarious." He handed her the box and phased through the door without her.

<Carol> She put her pillow case on the top and balanced the box to open the door for herself, "Oh come on..."

<Shinobi> Obi was smirking on the other side of the door. He hadn't thought about the part where he was alone in the dark hallway. Nothing could touch him, but still, creepy.

<Carol> "I couldn't help myself..." she admitted with a small grin, "You're way too easy to fuck with."

<Shinobi> "In more ways than one." He offered her his hand again to phase them for the trip back to the stairs.

<Carol> She laughed again, taking his hand, "Yeah... we should talk about that."

<Shinobi> "Don't worry about it," he said, taking in her tone. "I know you're just fucking around." He was watching their path forward now, glancing at doorways they passed.

<Carol> "Oh you think so, huh?" She tossed a smirk his way, "Guess you'll never know."

<Shinobi> He nearly missed a step, but recovered. "Guess not."

<Carol> Adorable. She gave another soft laugh, "That's too bad."
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:12 pm

<Bobby> In theory, he could end all of this. Definitely in the city, probably in the state, possibly in the entire eastern seaboard.

<Bobby> Maybe the continent? The world? Nobody had ever been able to tell him for sure.

<Bobby> The parts of Bobby Drake that were still him knew this was a terrible idea. There were still live people here, fighting to stay that way. He wasn't a monster. He couldn't just destroy that. Not yet, anyway.

<Bobby> Walking the streets instead of drifting through air currents helped keep him connected to that humanity.

<Bobby> Plus, that way he could kill shit up close and personal.

<Jessica> Jess had somehow managed to fall asleep. She wanted to stay in her safe cocoon of covered up windows and blankets but that would be stupid. She sighed and shifted to sit up, looking through her supplies for something that resembled breakfast. She should be doing this with Miriam and Viper. Where were they?

<Bobby> Bobby had taken care of a large cluster of non-powered zombies several blocks back, but this area of the city seemed weirdly deserted. He looked up at the darkened buildings, knowing he probably didn't look reassuring to anyone who might be watching.

<Jessica> Cuddled in her blankets, she tried to make a plan. Should she go back and look for Viper again? It wasn't safe to land and wait or even hover for too long. Her flybys had drawn way too much attention. Stupid. It was a stupid plan. Well non-plan. At least Viper would take care of Miriam....

<Bobby> He'd lost track of time as he walked. No one was giving orders anymore at SHIELD, so he'd ditched his communicator.

<Bobby> There were burned out and abandoned vehicles everywhere, but one parked in a side lot gave him pause.

<Jessica> After eating something she felt a little bit better so she decided to take a peek out of the windows to see if she was still safe. One side good... other side also zombie-free. At least as much as she could see out of the tiny gap she was willing to give herself. Okay. Good.

<Bobby> That... there couldn't be more than one of those things. It was the tank. The ridiculous military-style vehicle Shaw paid way too much for after Miriam was born. Fuck. Why was it here?

<Bobby> He picked up the pace.

<Jessica> She found her shoes and put them on then grabbed a couple more layers and a jacket to put on the passenger seat for easy grabbing with her backpack of emergency supplies. Well. Time to move. She sighed, where was she even going to go?

<Bobby> Bobby crept up on the tank slowly, approaching it from the rear quarter panel and looking for signs of... trauma. A small inner voice told him to run the other way. He couldn't handle it if... no.

<Jessica> Jess heard... something outside and froze. Creeping to the back window via the ceiling she pulled the cover down enough to see outside. She stared for a moment in shock before dashing to the nearest door and flinging it open.

<Bobby> Was that a blanket in the back window? And did it just move? Before Bobby could process this, the thing rocked and a door opened. "Fu-" reflexively, he prepared to ice whatever came at him.

<Jessica> She didn't exit the car or shout because that was dangerous but she did grin broadly at who she found outside. She would have liked a hug but.... brr.

<Bobby> He dropped his hands immediately and stared. His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. "J-Jessie?"

<Jessica> "Hey stranger, long time no see," she smiled at him and opened her arms for a hug, hoping he'd take the hint to drop the ice. She could use a hug right now.

<Bobby> "S-shiiiit," he said, and forced himself to relax. How long had it been since he'd dropped the ice? Bobby blinked and concentrated for a moment before remembering how.

<Bobby> He took one step toward her, then another, stumbled a bit and then closed the distance to give her a tight hug. "Holy shit."

<Jessica> She returned the hug gratefully, "So good to see a friendly face right now, you've no idea..."

<Bobby> "It's probably not a great face right now," he said with a rough laugh, realizing his voice sounded rusty.

<Jessica> "Don't be silly!" She loosened her hold so she could look at him properly, "Come inside then we can talk safely...."

<Bobby> He looked around quickly, running his hand through his damp hair. "Yeah, good plan." He followed her, still feeling off balance after so long in his ice form.

<Jessica> She pulled the door closed as quietly as she could and sat back in the seat, curling up a little, "So.... what brings you to Boston?"

<Bobby> "SHIELD," he said, trying to recall how his legs worked to settle in. The tank was as spacious as always, aside from the blankets, clothing and supplies. "Been all over. D.C. New York. Here."

<Jessica> "Not going so well I take it...." she offered him some of the snacks because she figured she wasn't going to eat it all before it went bad

<Bobby> "It's like this everywhere." He sighed, shifting to make himself more comfortable. It took a moment of staring at the granola bar in her hand before he realized he was hungry. His stomach groaned and he took the bar with a faint smile. "Thanks..."

<Jessica> She sighed, "Great... so I suppose it doesn't matter where I go then...."

<Bobby> Ripping it open with his teeth, Bobby took a bite and then started to speak. He thought better of this and instead gave her an awkwardly apologetic look as he chewed quickly. "Um... are y-you a-a-alone?"

<Jessica> She nodded, looking away for a moment, "Sebastian's away on business... I was in the house with Miriam and Viper.... I held them off and told Viper I'd meet them later... but... I don't know what happened... they weren't there... I went back several times to check but... it wasn't safe to stay."

<Bobby> "Shit. Sorry, Jessie..." He looked at the granola bar but couldn't muster another bite.

<Jessica> "I know Viper will keep her safe.... she... she broke into Sebastian's lab... built some things... after the lockdown started...." she shrugged, "I let her because it eased my mind too..."

<Bobby> He chewed at his chapped lips. "Where did you say Shaw was?"

<Jessica> "He's in Europe... Belarus..." she ran a hand through her hair, "So he's not coming back...."

<Bobby> "When was the last time you heard from him?" Bobby tried not to wince at the defeat in her tone. "I mean, he's a crafty old bastard, so if anyone can make it..."

<Jessica> "Days ago... before the power went out.... it was hard to get any calls through for a long time before that - people were busy trying to contact family everywhere.... the communication network kind of went to shit..."

<Bobby> "Yeah... I stopped getting orders... a while ago." He cleared his throat. "I don't think anyone is left to give them..."

<Jessica> "So that's it then..." she sighed. She'd suspected but... it really sucked to hear. "Not sure what to do now..."

<Bobby> He blew out a breath, playing with the wrapper of the uneaten bar. "Viper, you said? I-i'm sure Miriam is okay, then."

<Jessica> "Yeah... I hope so... Don't know what happened to them to make them miss the meeting but... Well.... no use dwelling on that."

<Bobby> "Could have been a dozen things," he rasped, pausing to clear his throat again.

<Jessica> "Yeah...." she nodded, shifting to put her things in the passenger foot well. "At least this thing'll get me out of the city..."

<Bobby> He was quiet for a moment. "To where, though?"

<Jessica> "I don't know...." she admitted, "Anywhere that's not here..."

<Bobby> "Fair enough." He sniffled and fell silent, staring down blankly at the crinkled wrapper in his hand. "W-want any company?" he said softly.

<Jessica> She turned and offered him a small smile, "Some company would be very welcome."

<Bobby> Bobby managed to return the smile, if a little jerkily. "Thanks, babe."

<Jessica> "Want to drive? I mean... I don't mind..." she started shifting things around to make sure nothing moved about too much if she had to take a few turns on the fast side.

<Bobby> "I'm... kind of out of practice. Might be safer if I don't yet." His voice was still doing weird things as well. "Also kinda dizzy."

<Jessica> "Then get comfortable in the passenger seat and take a nap... I'll try to drive safely..." She climbed into the driver's seat and buckled up. "Might be a little bumpy though......."

<Bobby> A bit late, he jolted into action and scrambled up into the passenger seat and looked for the seat belt. "Don't really need it, but ya don't want a hole in the windshield..."

<Jessica> "Definitely not..." She glanced in the rear view and realised she forgot to take the blanket down. "Balls. One sec." She unbuckled and climbed back to clear the back window.

<Bobby> Sitting up, he frowned and refocused outside, looking around for trouble.

<Jessica> She tugged the blanket down and dropped it on the back seat, "Okay. Take two." She grinned, climbing back into her seat and refastening her belt. "Let's go."

<Bobby> "Somewhere." He half-heartedly flashed teeth at her then slid lower into the seat.

<Jessica> "Need me to drop you off anywhere?" she turned the key in the ignition and pulled out of the parking 'space'.

<Bobby> Bobby snorted. "I got nowhere to be anymore, babe."

<Jessica> "Well... that makes two of us." She turned toward the edge of the city. "So let's just see where the road goes..."
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Sun May 10, 2020 8:16 pm

<Carol> Shopping was still.... icky. Especially finding the occasional victim. Their latest apartment exploration had netted them a hoarder so that was pretty.... interesting. Leaving their treasure outside the door to the stairs, they were on the way to the next door.

<Shinobi> They had this down by now, so Obi just stopped at the next door and stuck his head in without preamble.

<Carol> "How are we doing?" She glanced up and down the hallway.

<Shinobi> He started to answer, but instead screamed in surprise when a thing with a mangled face lunged directly at him.

<Carol> Carol yanked on his hand out of reflex at the scream.

<Shinobi> Jerked back through the door, he hoped the zombie on the other side was just as surprised as he was when it banged face-first into the door.

<Carol> "Okay so... that's a hell no..." She patted her pockets for the red sharpie.

<Shinobi> "Not unless we're feeling adventurous." He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed his face. "Fucker must have heard us out here and was just waiting on the other side of the door. Sneaky. I don't like it."

<Carol> "Well not that smart - couldn't figure out how to open the door." She let go of his hand for a moment to write 'hell no' on the door.

<Shinobi> "Thank fuck." He used both hands to scratch at his stubble. "Gah, its face went right through mine." Obi shuddered.

<Carol> "Gonna rethink letting me go first?" she would have given him a pat but she wasn't sure if her hand would go through his shoulder.

<Shinobi> He grimaced. "Nope, I'm good." After tilting his head to the side to crack his neck he offered her his hand again. "Shall we?" Obi even managed to arch a brow at her and smirk.

<Carol> She laughed at the eyebrow and took his hand, "Next!"

<Shinobi> At the next door, he paused to listen first. "Surely if there was anything else on this floor they'd be pounding on the doors after all that noise."

<Carol> "Or they're also stuck behind doors... or have terrible sense of direction." She decided to be the one to poke her head through this door to save Obi another chance to pee his pants.

<Shinobi> "Really?" He gave a dramatic little sigh at her shoulders.

<Carol> "What?" She asked, straightening up, "It's clear by the way." She opened the door.

<Shinobi> "I said I could do it." He followed her in and began the process of checking the apartment for surprises.

<Carol> "My head is phased. What's the worst that could happen?" She closed the door behind them. "I'm pretty sure I remind you several times per day I'm still super strong and pretty much invulnerable so even if I wasn't phased....."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, yeah, super woman, I know." Obi approached the closed bedroom door and instead of poking it with his foot to check for reactions walked straight through.

<Carol> "Let me know if you find anything good in there," she called after him as she bent to poke around in a cupboard for cans.

<Shinobi> After checking for boogie men, Obi looked around. This place must have belonged to a single guy. His shit was everywhere. Clothing on the bed, on the floor, on the beanbag in the corner. The dresser was basically a liquor cabinet.

<Carol> There was one lonely can of beans far back in the cupboard. She was pretty sure it was old enough that it would explode if they tried to open it. Better just leave it there. This may have been one of those people that lived on take-out. She followed Obi to the bedroom and knocked on the door to warn him she was coming before she opened it, "This guy didn't like people food."

<Shinobi> "Nope, he had a liquid diet." Obi was sniffing the contents of one of the myriad of bottles on the beaten-down dresser.

<Carol> "Wow..." she blinked at all the booze, "That... is impressive."

<Shinobi> "Most of it, not so much." He shook the bottle he held. "I think you could strip paint with this one." Obi put it down and moved to the next most interesting bottle. None of it was top shelf, certainly.

<Carol> "Alcoholic beggars can't be choosers." She sat down on the corner of the bed, "Why? Thinking you want a drink?"

<Shinobi> "If I find anything that I wouldn't regret drinking." He took a whiff and quickly set the bottle back down. "Shit, I don't think it was the zombies that got this guy."

<Carol> She laughed, "You're such a snob." She got up and looked through the bottles, tossing one his way. "Try this one."

<Shinobi> "I can't help that I have taste." He turned in time to catch the bottle and opened it up for a sniff. Whiskey, not aged bourbon. He shrugged and took a swig.

<Carol> "You have rich people taste. You gotta lower the bar a little now." She returned to her seat and ran a hand through her hair.

<Shinobi> He laughed and leaned back against the dresser to take another drink, rethinking his perch when the whole thing shook. Instead he plopped beside Carol on the messy bed and gave her a grin.

<Carol> She bumped him with her shoulder and gave him a small smile, looking away across the room. "So how drunk you planning on being before we continue shopping today?"

<Shinobi> He shrugged. "I don't know. How drunk do you want me?" He licked his lips and took another drink from the brown bottle.

<Carol> "Uh...." was that a trick question? She looked at him for a moment, "You okay with being the only one that gets drunk?"

<Shinobi> "What, you don't want any?" He smirked and sloshed the bottle. "You're the one who suggested I lower the bar here."

<Carol> "Because you wanted to drink it..." she shrugged, "I... don't drink anymore... I said that, right?"

<Shinobi> Obi paused, mid-sip, frowning. "Yeah, I guess it didn't process that you were serious."

<Carol> She sighed, "I... had a problem, so... yeah...." She looked down at her lap, "It's been... nearly two years."

<Shinobi> "Oh." He looked down at the bottle. "Shit, okay. I'll... we can get out of here."

<Carol> "No, it's okay.... I mean... the world's gone to hell... kinda makes it seem pointless now..."

<Shinobi> Obi blew out a sigh. "Nah, you're right. I shouldn't get distracted." He pushed himself up off the bed and returned to the dresser.

<Carol> "I'm sorry...." she pushed herself up and decided to go back into the main living area.

<Shinobi> He frowned at her back, taking another look at the bottle. Taking a shrug and another swallow, he set the bottle down and followed her. "You don't have anything to be sorry for."

<Carol> "Sure I do - I ruined your escapism." She looked back at him, "If you want to drink... just go ahead. Don't let me stop you... honestly, I don't blame you."

<Shinobi> "Eh, I might take something for the road. Anyway, it's good for more than drinking, right?" He leaned against the doorframe and shrugged one shoulder. "So nothing else here?"

<Carol> "There's a very questionable can of beans in the back of a cupboard but... yeah that's pretty much it for this apartment... Shall we try next door?"

<Shinobi> "Sure." Obi reached back into the bedroom and picked up a couple of bottles, then joined Carol at the door and offered his hand with a smirk.

<Carol> She moved back to him and retook his hand after marking the door, "At least we can light it on fire if you really don't wanna drink it...."

<Shinobi> "See, practical." Obi grinned.

<Carol> She laughed and bumped him with her shoulder, "Maybe we can find you some better booze in a different apartment."

<Shinobi> "I wouldn't argue with that, either," he laughed, returning the bump.

<Carol> "So... wanna take it in turns to do the doors? Compromise?" She suggested as they stopped at the next apartment door.

<Shinobi> "Deal," he agreed with a nod, pausing outside the next door and sitting his bottles on the floor to retreive later.

<Carol> "So I guess that makes this your turn..." she nodded to the door. "Hope it's less untidy than the last place..."

<Shinobi> Obi popped his head through, and though his phased state protected him from the worst of the smell, it still struck him. "Oh, fuuuuck."

<Shinobi> Just as fast he pulled back. "Nope! Not that one."

<Carol> "Okay..." she raised an eyebrow at him but let go of his hand again to write on the door.

<Shinobi> "It stunk. Bad. Something is dead in there, but I don't know what... or if it's mobile." Obi's nose wrinkled.

<Carol> "Ew..." she mirrored the nose wrinkle and wrote 'stinky' on the door for future reference. Straightening up, she continued to the next door.

<Shinobi> There was a clang from the stairwell and Obi straightened up from rubbing his nose. "Did you hear that?"

<Carol> "Yeah... we should check that out...." If it was one of the infected in the stairwell it was dangerous.

<Shinobi> Another metallic bang echoed up the hall from the stairs. "Fuck." Obi picked up the pace, heading for the door.

<Carol> Carol overtook him, trying to remember if they'd closed the door to their floor.

<Shinobi> Obi phased and worked to catch up, breaking into a run as the noises continued.

<Carol> All she could think about was Joe and how vulnerable he was on his own. She pulled the door open, only nearly pulling it off its hinges, "Hey! Someone here?" she yelled up the stairs to get the attention of whatever it was.

<Shinobi> She got its attention alright. The groans and raspy screams were almost instantaneous. The clanging more than doubled. "Fuck!" The first infected zombie lurched onto the landing just in front of Carol.

<Carol> "Well hi," Carol didn't miss a beat, flipping the infected former person and cracking their head onto the floor. Hard.

<Shinobi> Obi grabbed the pillowcases full of supplies they'd already moved to the stairwell and started up the stairs, pausing when a zombie overbalanced on the stairs above him and plummeted down the stairwell. "Shit they're already upstairs!"

<Carol> "Oh God... Joe!" She took the stairs two at a time, racing to get to their floor.

<Shinobi> "Carol!" He tried to tell her he could phase them through the crowd, but she was long gone. Swearing, he started after her.

<Carol> The zombie-folk were no match for her strength or her determination to get to her brother as fast as possible. "Joe!" She yelled again as she reached their floor.

<Shinobi> He was glad he was phased since there were... parts... flying.

<Carol> Making it to their floor, she discovered they had left the door ajar. Stupid! "Joe!" She paused for a moment when she heard a gun shot.

<Shinobi> "Fuck!" Obi gave up and started moving straight through the walls to get to their apartment.

<Carol> Fuckfuckfuck! She was at his apartment in an instant, her energy and flight powers kicking in suddenly and burning her way through the final obstacles, "Joe!"

<Joe> "I'm okay!" he called back.

<Shinobi> Bursting through the wall, he found Carol already inside... and on fire.

<Carol> Relief flooded her and she closed the distance to her brother to pull him into a tight hug.

<Joe> "Oof! Air! Air, woman!" He flailed a little bit.

<Shinobi> He solidified to slam the door and shoved a desk in front of it. "Okay, we are going to have to either clear this floor fast or get the fuck out," he called over the pounding on the door and walls.

<Carol> Carol loosened her hold on Joe, "All that noise is going to draw more... we should get out..."

<Joe> Joe sighed, "I knew you were gonna say that..."

<Shinobi> Obi raked both hands through his hair. "Yeah, she's probably right. No way to know how many are already in the building." He went to the window and looked down. "Shiiiiit."

<Carol> Carol followed him and looked for herself, ".... Well we're not going that way. We need to get some mobility... if I could rely on my powers to stay up I'd fly us out..." She chewed her lip.

<Joe> "You are not playing distraction while we run the other way," Joe told her, "That's not happening so stop thinking about it." He headed to a closet and took out their prepared emergency backpacks.

<Shinobi> "I can phase us, or for sure one of us. Get us out of the building at least?" Obi grabbed his backpack and started to shove more items into it.

<Carol> Carol groaned a little, "Joe, you're killing me. Just... go with him. Please? You're all squishy...."

<Shinobi> "Joe?" Obi shouldered his overstuffed pack and held out a hand. "It's perfectly safe as long as you're in contact with me. We can go down a few buildings? Maybe across the street. Meet up over there." He pointed to a tall building down the block.

<Joe> He looked between them for a moment. He could see he wasn't going to win this one. "Fine..." he rolled his eyes, "You better show up in one piece!" He grabbed his own bag and Carol's.

<Carol> "I promise. Be careful, okay?" She held out a leather jacket to him, "Look after this for me."

<Shinobi> He waited for them to get their gear together and say their goodbyes, looking out of the window one more time to judge which way to go.

<Joe> He took the jacket with a nod before going to the other man's side. "Just... long enough for us to get away, okay? Then come find us."

<Shinobi> "There're a lot coming from that way, so let's go this way." Obi jerked his head toward the wall and again held his hand out for the other man.

<Carol> Carol watched Obi and Joe disappear through the wall then, with a sigh, picked up the sofa and threw it through the window. She followed it outside and was pleased to see she'd gotten the attention of many infected - which had been the plan. Excellent. Now.... what was the rest of the plan?

<Shinobi> The next apartment was empty, and after a glance at the closed door he looked at Joe. "You okay? I know it's weird."

<Joe> "You have met my sister? I'm used to weird." Joe cringed at the crash from next door. He'd really liked that apartment.

<Shinobi> Obi managed a huffed laugh before the crash. "Okay, well better get moving. I'm going straight through. Anything comes after us can't touch us. It'll pass right through, just as long as you keep hold. He squeezed the other man's hand in illustration.

<Joe> He nodded, "Okay. Better make this fast then... the wall thing is... I don't even have words - I'd hate to imagine what it's like with people."

<Shinobi> "Yeah... try not to think about it too hard." Obi tightened his hold on Carol's brother and got moving.

<Carol> Meanwhile, Carol was taking pot shots at the zombies far below while they were helpfully clustered in the street. The zombies in the building had broken into the apartment by now and were following her out of the window and helpfully splattering their brains all over the pavement. It was oddly satisfying taking them out this way. Shame it wouldn't last.

<Shinobi> The apartments on their floor had already been cleared, but when Obi ascended through the ceiling they quickly discovered the zombies had made it all the way through the building.

<Joe> "They must have been filling up this place for a while..."

<Shinobi> "We heard them in the stairwell first." They passed through a group. "Don't look! It's better for your sanity!" The zombies could see them but couldn't touch them, whipping them up into a clawing, confused frenzy.

<Joe> Nope. Nope. Nope! This was not a fun way to spend an afternoon! He just hoped Carol was doing okay wherever she was and made it back in one piece.

<Shinobi> It wasn't fun for Obi either. He felt like he was sweating with the concentration of keeping them both phased while moving quickly through the building. He broke through the outer wall and into the open air. "It's fine, I promise! Just don't look down!"

<Joe> "You know my sister flies, right? As long as your powers don't randomly crap out on you, we're fine." He glanced back at the sound of an explosion from the street. What was she doing?

<Shinobi> "No, my powers are stable." He took a look down just to see the situation. It wasn't good. And there was shit exploding. "I get she's distracting, but she better get to the meet-up point before hers do."

<Joe> "She will. She's too stubborn not to." Joe decided, "Stubborn streak a mile wide. Takes after dad.... don't tell her I said that."

<Shinobi> Obi smirked, taking them through the wall into the next building, which had clearly not been cleared of zombies. "Fuck!"

<Joe> "Uh... try the next building?"

<Carol> Huh... they really liked the exploding car even though it took out a bunch of their buddies. Well she could provide more of those. Once the zombies were running for their new distracting shiny piles of fire, Carol headed off to find Obi and Joe while her powers were still fully functional.

<Shinobi> "We'll just hurry. Hold tight!" He went up a floor, but it was worse, so he went down and the crowd thinned.

<Joe> Joe looked at Obi, "You alright?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah, I'm fine." He looked over at Joe, cutting it short when a creature with a mashed face lurched at him and overbalanced, falling on its already ruined nose with a juicy spurt. "Why? You okay?"

<Joe> "Yeah just... you didn't sound sure about making it so far earlier. Just checking."

<Shinobi> Obi frowed. "I think finding this stressful is perfectly normal, thank you." They broke into open air again and he craned his neck to check out the landscape.

<Joe> He laughed, "Fair enough." A few loud bangs from the other street signalled tire explosions from all the fires. "I hope our target building is empty..."

<Shinobi> "Shouldn't matter. We're headed for the roof." Obi tried not to wince at the explosions, but the bonus was that they distracted the monsters that were zeroing in on them.

<Joe> "Well that's fine but we gotta come down sometime..."

<Shinobi> "Yes, but after we meet up with Carol, yeah?"

<Joe> "That'd be preferable..." there was no telling what state she'd be in when she got to them though.

<Shinobi> After passing through another building he decided to turn and cross the street. That left them moving across a substantial chunk of open air. Obi looked down.

<Carol> Carol took the scenic route around the rooftops in case she got any unwanted attention from the ground. Once she was sure anything that had spotted her was running in the wrong direction, she circled back.

<Shinobi> Obi airwalked them to the roof of the office tower across the street. He kept hold of the other man's hand until he checked the roof access door. Locked.

<Joe> "Guess we'll wait here then?" Joe looked around.

<Shinobi> "Yeah." He dropped his bags, ready to give his shoulders a rest. Stretching, he went to the edge of the roof and leaned over the cornice. The zombies were moving away for now.

<Joe> Joe set his bag down and draped the jacket over it to keep it off the ground.

<Carol> Carol was starting to feel tired which was a bad sign. She put the rest of her energy into a little more speed to get the rest of the way to the roof. She landed hard, losing her energy powers the moment her feet hit the ground and her knees gave out.

<Shinobi> "Fucking hell!" Obi scrambled out of her way, then back to Carol. "You okay?" He pulled her into his lap, trying to move her hair to see her face.

<Carol> "I'm fine," she waved him off, attempting to lean on him a little to push herself back up onto her feet and failing. She crumpled back down again, "Just gonna... sit down for a sec..."

<Shinobi> "Sitting is good. I'm fine with sitting." He wrapped his arms around her.

<Joe> Joe held out the jacket to her, "Here... put this on so I know you'll stay out of trouble."

<Carol> She managed a smirk despite her exhaustion and pulled the jacket on, "Yes, boss."

<Shinobi> Obi smirked, leaning back and watching the siblings. "Okay, so, once we take a break... do we have a plan?"

<Carol> "Get the fuck off the roof and find a car I didn't blow up so we don't have to walk." She sighed and slid sideways to lean against Joe. "That was so much fun..."

<Shinobi> "Fun?" He laughed. "That is the last thing I would call this."

<Carol> "I haven't been able to let loose like that in ages.... missed it."

<Joe> "Adrenaline junkie...."

<Shinobi> "Okay, so tell me when you're good and we will move."

<Carol> What she really needed was a nap but... there was no time for naps. "Gimme five minutes then we'll move."

<Joe> He sighed and handed her a candy bar from his bag, "Here... best I can do."

<Shinobi> He watched her open the wrapper, chewing his lip. "I can go scout a vehicle."

<Carol> "Be careful okay? And, for God's sake don't honk the horn."
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Tue May 19, 2020 3:40 am

13 Months Later. November 2022...


<Bobby> The tank was, if nothing else, a fucking tank. Bobby rolled right through the skeletal woman on the road, laughing when its head popped off and rolled over the hood. "Oh, that's gotta be worth a good ten points!"

<Jessica> "Pfft! Barely five! She was skin and bones!" Jess peered out of the side window at the corpse. "Get a fat one to do that and I'll be impressed."

<Bobby> "But the fat ones get all juicy on the windshield and we're all outta squeegees." There was an overturned car blocking the right lane and he steered around it.

<Jessica> "Maybe we can stop at a gas station and get some more....?" She offered him some candy from their stash.

<Bobby> "Ooo, we got any cherry left?" It wasn't like there was a lot of traffic to worry about as he picked through the bag.

<Jessica> "I think so..." she'd already picked out the grape. She dug around and found some, "Got it! ... Tree!"

<Bobby> He dropped the candy and swerved. "Motherfucker!" Bobby overcorrected, the tank fishtailing across the roadway.

<Jessica> Jess used her sticky powers to adhere her hands to the roof and steady herself in her seat, "Fuck!"

<Bobby> Don't crash, don't crash! After one more hard swerve he straightened out, only then taking a deep breath. "Wooooo, shit. Okay. Oooookaaay."

<Jessica> "Maybe next time we slow down for candy.... or let me look for it." She reached over and gave his leg a reassuring pat.

<Bobby> He popped out his lower lip. "I dropped the last one."

<Jessica> Jess sighed, unhooking her seatbelt, "I'll get it...."

<Bobby> He glanced down at her searching the floor and then the center console. "While you're down there..." Bobby gave her a shit eating grin and wriggled his brows.

<Jessica> Jess laughed, "That'll be way more distracting than looking for candy. Probably should pull over for that." Candy! "Winner! What's my prize?" She held up the candy in triumph.

<Bobby> "You get the gift of my company every day, isn't that enough?" He eyed the candy and opened his mouth for her to toss.

<Jessica> She obliged and sat up in her seat again, pulling her seatbelt back around her, "Hmmm I don't know..."

<Bobby> He happily chewed, then spit out a bit of lint. "Awww, c'me on! I'm a prize!"

<Jessica> "But I'd still have you even if I didn't get your floor candy...."

<Bobby> "Yeah, but I wouldn't be as much of a joy to be around."

<Jessica> "Aww you're always a joy."

<Bobby> "Thank you, babe!" He batted his lashes at her, finishing off the candy and sucking the remnants off his teeth.

<Bobby> They rode in silence for a while, occasionally bobbing and weaving around zombies, wrecked vehicles and some truly impressive potholes. He sighed, leaning forward to flick the gas indicator. "We're gonna have to go a'huntin soon."

<Jessica> "Nooooo! That's my least favourite apocalypse chore!" she whined, picking out more candy and stuffing it in her mouth.

<Bobby> "Well, we gotta have the go juice if we wanna go, and man does this tank suck it." He smirked, thinking that it sucked about as much as its previous owner. Bobby knew better than to say this aloud.

<Jessica> "Yeah.... I told him it was bad for the environment but it's good for the apocalypse... if only it was solar powered or something." She sighed, "Probably should have nagged more..."

<Bobby> Bobby shot her a wide-eyed glance. Did she get new powers?

<Jessica> She blinked at him, "What?"

<Bobby> "N-nothing!" Smooth. "I mean, um, are solar cars even a thing? If not, they should be. E-especially now..."

<Jessica> "I think they built one way back.... but it was shit.... but then technology got better and no one tried again. Bet they feel stupid now."

<Bobby> "Definitely," he said with a laugh, that came out higher pitched than necessary. Bobby cleared his throat, shifted position in the seat and dialed himself back.

<Jessica> ".... Maybe you should lay off the candy."

<Bobby> "Imma blame the floor lint," he said with a wink.

<Jessica> She laughed, "Well I guess we'll see if it wears off."

<Bobby> Bobby laughed, breathing a sigh of relief. "Okay, so I guess we'll have to keep our eyes peeled."

<Jessica> "Mine are always peeled but I guess I'll add sources of gas to the list of things I look for."

<Bobby> "Thanks, babe." The next few miles went by in silence and he watched for fuel sources as well. Then he saw a mile marker... there was a town ahead.

<Jessica> Jess chewed her lip, eyes on the marker as they passed it. "Want to try in town or....?"

<Bobby> "Well, I haven't seen any other options yet..." He looked down at the gas gauge. "I hate to push the tank too far."

<Jessica> "Then we'll go shopping in town... we might get lucky and score more cherry candy."

<Bobby> "Motivation! That's all I need!" He gave her a bright grin and stepped on the gas.

<Jessica> She grinned back, "Well if I'd known it was that easy...."

<Bobby> "I'm always easy for you, babe." He giggled.

<Jessica> She laughed and gave him a playful shove, "You're awful."

<Bobby> "Not what I've heard," he said, rocking with the shove until a dead man lurched out from behind a wrecked car. "Whoa shit!"

<Jessica> "Gonna be a lot more of those in town probably!" She decided it was a good time to climb into the back seat and start arming herself. Never hurt to have things to sever some limbs with in an emergency.

<Bobby> The zombie was just out of range of the tank, so he concentrated, freezing it in place.

<Jessica> She picked up empty bags for shopping with and started attaching weapons to herself. Bobby didn't need any and neither did she if she stayed close but... things happened.

<Bobby> Entering the outskirts of the town, he cruised down a side street, leaning to look toward what must be the downtown area. "Traffic looks bad..."

<Jessica> "Wanna take the scenic route? Or just try and go around....?" She patted herself down to make sure she had everything then climbed back into her seat with the bags.

<Bobby> He blew a raspberry. "Hate to burn another gallon. Maybe we should hoof it? Or... airborne reconnaissance?" He leaned forward to scan the skies.

<Jessica> "I can go have a look," she opened the window to climb out of it.

<Bobby> "Be careful, babe." He cracked his own window, just in case.

<Jessica> "Yeah, yeah." She rolled her eyes but gave him a small smile, "Back in two shakes." She climbed out and took to the air.

<Bobby> Bobby squinted up, keeping his eyes on her as he rolled forward a little in the tank.

<Jessica> Jess didn't like to move too far out of sight of the tank but there were some tall buildings blocking her view so she had to get up above them. Flying zombies were a rarity but they were a pain in the ass so she kept her eyes and ears open.

<Bobby> "Fuck," he muttered as she flew out of sight. Something thudded into the rear quarter panel and he jumped. Dammit, not again. Twisting, he looked over his shoulder at the ....oh, that was an ugly one.

<Jessica> Jess landed on the roof and peered down at the town, looking for signs of useful supplies. A bunch of cars that might have gas... couple of stores that didn't look too looted. She decided to recon on some of those stores before going back so they didn't waste too much time.

<Bobby> It was banging an oozy stump against the back window now, working its way to the one Jess had left open. Wrinkling his nose, Bobby flash froze the thing and slammed the tank into reverse.

<Bobby> Unfortunately, he'd frozen its slimy feet to the ground and just broke off its arms when he reversed. "Eeeeeew." The thing wobbled in place and he shifted to drive and lined up his run.

<Jessica> Flying was a nice silent way to travel, not that she was exactly noisy when she was walking. She peeked in the stores as she flew by and sniffed around for fuel. Having enhanced senses was useful but took some getting used to in this world of walking corpses.

<Bobby> Bobby revved the engine and stomped the gas, hitting the thing with a satisfying spray of flesh.

<Jessica> Ugh it was gonna be a long walk sloshing petrol cans.... but there was gas in a few cars. So yay gas. She headed back to the car keeping as low a profile as possible.

<Bobby> He watched the bits slide off the hood with a smirk and rolled forward at a more reasonable pace, resuming his search of the skies for Jess... or anything else.

<Jessica> She stuck herself to the side of a building to listen a little more for zombies. She tuned out the sounds of the approaching truck for a moment and listened past the wind.

<Bobby> After repeating his trick with two more zombies, Bobby was bored. He looked up again and did a double take, spotting something too large to be a bird. "Fuckity fuck..."

<Jessica> Fellow flying things were as silent as she was which meant she didn't notice the flying thing until it was around the side of the building and heading straight at her. "Shit!"

<Bobby> "Shit, shit, shit!" Bobby gunned the tank, jumping a curb and rounding a corner directly into what looked like an equal to the tank. An armored car that had crashed through the front windows of an office building.

<Jessica> Jess was on her feet in an instant, now happily stuck sideways out of the side of the building. She drew her katana and sliced the head off the zombie in one motion, once again thanking her lucky stars that they didn't build them all as indestructible as Carol.

<Bobby> The back of the armored car was open, with probably more money than Bobby had ever seen trailing from the door and across the ground. He whistled, but couldn't take too much time to consider looting.

<Jessica> Slicking the blood from the blade with a flick and a wipe with a cloth, she sheathed the sword and decided it was time to go back to the truck. She circled around behind and landed lightly on the roof, "Found some good places to loot." She smiled at him through the open window.

<Bobby> "Sweet!" He rolled down the window the rest of the way to poke his head out and grin up at her. "Look, somebody robbed a bank for us," he said, pointing at his find.

<Jessica> "Yay free kindling!" she laughed, "I could make little critters out of it I suppose..."

<Bobby> "...that's actually a fantastic idea." Bobby was suddenly taken by the idea of the tank filled with origami made up of hundred dollar bills.

<Jessica> She grinned, "I'll go pick some up. Take the next left if you can to get to the treasure."

<Bobby> He shifted the tank into gear and wound his way around the mess.

<Jessica> Jess stuffed some bunched notes into her bag then flew off to catch up to Bobby in the tank.

<Bobby> After parking the tank and jumping out to the slightly bloodstained parking lot Bobby paused to stretch. His back popped alarmingly. "Oh, shit... gettin' old, babe."

<Jessica> She landed beside him and slid her arms around his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "Nah just means you need to get off your ass more often, lazy."

<Bobby> "Lazy!" He leaned his head against her and snorted. "Why else do ya think I offer to drive?"

<Jessica> "Because I hate driving the tank?" She suggested, then ruffled his hair. "So I think we should get gas first just in case we need to get away quick for some reason after shopping."

<Bobby> Bobby laughed. "Sounds like a plan to me." He looked around, noting a few friendly neighbors shuffling around a block or so away.

<Jessica> She headed to the trunk to get their empty petrol cans and their petrol stealing supplies. "Alright. This way." She inclined her head for him to follow her.

<Bobby> "You're the boss, babe." He fell into step with her and kept an eye on their new friends.

<Jessica> "Yes, I am the boss," she agreed with a nod, "Because I have the boobs."

<Bobby> "Ha! That you do." He couldn't stop from laughing.

<Jessica> She gave him a grin, "Did you forget I have boobs?"

<Bobby> "That'd be an impossible feat, considering." He winked and skipped ahead to freeze a shuffler who was getting a little too close for comfort.

<Jessica> She laughed, "Yeah... they're pretty big."

<Bobby> Nearly choking, he wrangled it into a laugh as he kicked the frozen corpsesicle and watched the chunks fly.

<Jessica> Jess' nose wrinkled at the chunks, "Lets be far away before those defrost...."

<Bobby> "That reminds me, we never had lunch today." He circled back to give her a wicked grin.

<Jessica> "We can have lunch when we're done shopping..... away from chunks."

<Bobby> Bobby cackled and joined her at what must have been their first target of the day. The older truck reminded him of his own beater. "Sure this thing has gas?"

<Jessica> "The nose never lies," she tapped her nose for emphasis. "You seriously doubting my fuel-fu?"

<Bobby> "I am merely your grasshopper, oh wise one." Bobby unscrewed the fuel cap and started to slide the hated rubber hose inside.

<Jessica> She laughed, "I'll find a spot to keep watch."

<Bobby> Distracted by trying to feel out the difference between water in the air and potential water in the gas tank he just nodded.

<Jessica> Jess stuck herself to the side of a building and closed her eyes to listen for a few moments before opening them again to keep an eye on the skies. Damn flying zombies.

<Bobby> The nice thing about his power was he figured out how to get the gas started without sucking on the hose. Soon enough he had a few gallons of questionable fuel pouring into their jug... which frankly made him have to pee.

<Jessica> At least the weather was nice.... easy to see if something was coming.

<Bobby> Bobby looked up and around for Jess, giving her a wave and pointing to the side of a nearby building. After finishing off the tank of this beater, he screwed the cap back on the jug and headed for the alley.

<Jessica> Jess dropped from the side of the building and flew on the way Bobby had indicated.

<Bobby> Fuck, why didn't he have telepathy for times like this?

<Jessica> Landing on the wall, Jess waited to see what Bobby was flailing about.

<Bobby> "Sorry, babe... false alarm." He jerked his head toward the alley. "Nature calls."

<Jessica> She gave him a grin and held out a hand for the petrol can, "I'll take that."

<Bobby> "Tag out!" He handed off the can and hose and headed off.

<Jessica> She headed back out to the street then remembered she'd seen a pet store. Maybe.... It was worth a look.

<Bobby> The alley's paving had seen better days even before the apocalypse. Bobby walked partway down the alley and looked around. The overgrown weeds didn't instill him with a sense of comfort, but there was nothing upright shuffling around, so he found a wall to water.

<Jessica> No one was looting pet stores it seemed. She sighed and broke the door open as quietly as she could then headed for the aquarium supplies.

<Bobby> That was soooo much better. He closed his eyes for a moment, then paused when he heard a rustle, cutting off mid-stream and looking around. Nothing.

<Jessica> Woo! Jackpot! She pulled several different designs of fish tank syphons from the display then looked around. Hmm.... dried fruit. It was technically critter treats but.... fruit was fruit.

<Bobby> This was definitely less awkward than trying to piss in a gatorade bottle while Jess was asleep. Just when Bobby thought he had emptied his bladder fully for the first time in a month, something moved by his feet.

<Bobby> Pigeons burst from the eaves of the building when Bobby screamed.

<Jessica> Jess probably didn't even need super hearing to hear that. She dropped the petrol can and ran for the door, stuffing her treasures into her bag as she burst onto the street and drawing her sword.

<Bobby> In the alley, Bobby was doing the dance of a man with a zombie hand wrapped around his ankle, attached to a zombie arm but no zombie. "What the FUCK?!"

<Jessica> Jess slid to a stop and stared, lowering her weapon. ".... Do you want me to get that?"

<Bobby> "H-how? It's... I mean... brain? Where?" He looked around as if there was an answer. Now that he was over his initial shock - and had zipped up his pants - he was more fascinated than alarmed and shook his foot. The hand held on.

<Jessica> She shrugged, "No idea. Not the mad scientist one."

<Bobby> Bobby grabbed the wrist and after a good tug brought it up for inspection. "Eeeeew." He held it out to Jess. "Ew!"

<Jessica> "Yes. Now stop playing with it!" She flailed at him.

<Bobby> "Maybe we should keep it as a pet?" Bobby flapped it.

<Jessica> "Nooooooo it's stinky."

<Bobby> He gave it a sniff as the fingers clawed the air. "Yeah, I guess you got a point there. Too bad, fella. We gotta let you go." Bobby winged the arm further down the alley.

<Jessica> Jess sheathed her sword, "I'm gonna go get the gas I abandoned when you screamed like a girl." She thumbed in the direction of the pet store as she turned back that way.

<Bobby> "You would have screamed like a girl too," he said, not feeling particularly ashamed of himself as he followed.
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Tue May 19, 2020 3:41 am

<Tigra> Hunting was fun. Getting the kill back up into the trees afterward, not so much. Greer dropped the deer onto the platform with a sigh then caught an enthusiastic Thomas before he could tear into it. "At least let daddy skin it first..." she chastised the growling five year old.

<Christopher> "I'd say and cook it... but I know better." He shook his head a little. "I'm glad I brought veggies and found some wild stuff for me and Astrid." Chris rummaged through his bag to grab some veggies for him and his daughter and his stuff he needed to clean the deer. "Can one of you get a fire started in the fire pit so I can cook?"

<Tigra> Greer nodded, "Yeah I'll go do that," She gave him a smile, "Better me than this fuzzy rage ball."

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little. "Apple doesn't fall far from the tree luv." He stuck his tongue out at her and then realized he insulted himself too. "Forget I said that." Chris took out his best knife and started to gut the deer and then skin it. "We should probably think of something to do with the organs and stuff... You want the heart babe?"

<Tigra> "Heck yes all of it except the poopy parts." She tossed him a grin before she let Thomas go so he could watch his father. "Astrid napping?"

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little. "Alright I'll work my biology teacher magic and carve this guy up well for you two." Chris was already pretty skilled at skinning animals especially after how long they'd been in the woods. "Yeah she's in the hammock crib thing, whatever you want to call it."

<Tigra> "Baby hammock," she nodded sagely, "She'll be hungry when she wakes up so I guess I timed that well."

<Christopher> "We're getting better at this whole raising kids during the apocalypse huh?" He shot her a smile and tossed Thomas a choice slice of meat before holding his finger to his lips so it'd be their little secret.

<Tigra> "Well, we've had a while to get used to it by now..." she shrugged, "Got a good routine going." She got a fire going and sat down to keep an eye on it. "Routine is good for everyone."

<Christopher> "Mmmhmm, we should probably try moving again soon though. The bunker will be a lot safer than a tree fort." He sighed and took the skin off to start tanning it. "No eating while I'm gone little man."

<Tigra> "I don't know if it's a good idea to travel in winter with the snow and everything... it'll be hard for the kids."

<Christopher> Chris got his hands cleaned off a little and ran them through his hair. "If we're going to hunker down here we'll have to figure out keeping it warmer. Astrid and I will need more heat. We've done pretty well with deer skins and the fire so far... but i'm worried if we get a hard winter."

<Tigra> "Well, you're welcome to use me as a furry blanket," she offered with a smirk, "Thomas'll happily curl up with his sister.... but I suppose I could run to the nearest town and look for blankets or something.... might be worth getting them some bigger clothes too."

<Christopher> Chris frowned a little. "I don't like the idea of you going into town alone... There's not really any zombies out here in the wilderness, but going into town... There's going to be a lot..." Chris went over to the fire to stand next to Greer.

<Tigra> "I can handle it, you know me." She leaned against him a little, "And I'm faster than you...."

<Christopher> Chris wrapped his arm around her and gave her a squeeze. "I guess, should we make a list of what we need?"

<Tigra> "Sure," she smiled, "Not sure what we'd write it on or with but a list would be helpful."

<Christopher> "You do remember I was a boy scout right?" Chris rested his head on hers gently "I have paper, but really, I think we should keep it simple so you're not searching for too long and carrying too much back."

<Tigra> "I'll prioritise blankets and clothes for the kids. We can manage for pretty much anything else."

<Christopher> "Yeah, some extra tarps would be helpful too for wind proofing." Chris let go of her and went back over to the deer to start cooking it up. "What do you two want me to leave out?"

<Tigra> "Leave out the liver... unless you want some, obviously," she offered him a fangy grin as she fed the fire, her ears turning toward the shelter to listen for Astrid.

<Christopher> "You two can have it. I prefer the legs and rib meat. I'm also going to cure some it so it will keep in case we ever need it." He carefully put the grill over half of the fire pit and went to cut some meat off to cook. "I'll probably make some into soup for Astrid. Make it easier for her to eat."

<Tigra> "Go ahead," she smiled, "Want me to see if I can find something to season our food with when I go into town?"

<Christopher> "I've got salt, but that's about it. If you want to that's fine. I didn't think you or Thomas would want me to cook or add anything to yours." He returned the smile and went to find a pot and some stuff to make soup for Astrid.

<Tigra> "Well, he probably doesn't but only because he's not used to it.... I'd like for him to eat a variety, you know.... for the future.... it'll be easier for him then."

<Christopher> "Yeah, that's probably smart. It won't be fun trying to get him to eat his greens." He laughed a little. "But isn't that most children?"

<Tigra> "So I hear," she laughed with him, "Apparently the key is persistence."

<Christopher> "And you know, not making them taste like ass." He shrugged. "I never had a problem with veggies. But... I was a rich kid with a personal chef."

<Tigra> "Yeah my dad's a chef so...." she gave him a lopsided smile, "It'll be fine. If Astrid eats hers he'll know they're not poisonous."

<Christopher> Chris gave her a playful shove. "Hopefully he doesn't think we'd poison him." He put the pot on the grill and started adding the few ingredients they had.

<Tigra> "You never know!" She laughed, getting to her feet, "Astrid's stirring, I'll go get her up."

<Christopher> "Alright, I'll keep an eye on fuzzball." He stuck his tongue out at Thomas, playfully. "Sis is waking up why don't you go play with her and mom while I get dinner ready for all of us."

<Tigra> Thomas grinned and scampered after his mom, batting at her swishing tail, "Thank you...." Greer called back, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

<Christopher> "What is two kids too much for the great and powerful Tigra to handle?" He blew a raspberry at her.

<Tigra> "These two? Definitely. It's a two person job." She gently lifted the still slightly sleepy little girl from her bed and cuddled her.

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little. "Alright Thomas, come back. I'll show you how to cook your sister's dinner and you can try some too if you want." He beckoned his son over to him.

<Thomas> Thomas stopped chewing on Greer's tail and headed back over to his father, giving the fire a wide berth.

<Christopher> "It's okay bud if you're careful it won't hurt you. You saw mom doing it didn't you? Ya just can't play with it." He gave him a smile and ruffled the hair on top of his head.

<Thomas> Thomas grinned at his dad, putting both hands on his head to flatten his hair down again, "Hot." he agreed.

<Christopher> "Mmhmm, it is pretty hot that's why we use stuff that won't burn us when we cook with it." He handed Thomas a wooden spoon. "Okay bud, I need you to slowly stir that pot so it doesn't boil over."

<Thomas> "Okay!" He took the spoon and stir stirred, "Helping!"

<Christopher> "Good man." He gave Thomas a smile and went back to the steaks he was cooking for them and sprinkled salt on them before giving them a flip. "You're definitely helping."

<Thomas> "I'm a good boy," Thomas determined.

<Tigra> Greer laughed softly, nuzzling Astrid's blonde hair and purring quietly. She was still sleepy and rubbing at her eyes.

<Christopher> "Mmhmm, I'm sure your sister will love the dinner you're making for her." Chris opened a can of green beans and added them to the soup.

<Thomas> "Yep!" Thomas agreed, as though it was a sure thing.

<Christopher> "Careful there, go a little slower. Don't get too excited and spill it everywhere. The pot and the soup inside is hot." Chris gave him a smile and threw a few more pieces of meat on the grill a bit further from the flame so they'd cook slower.

<Tigra> Greer sat down on the other side of Thomas, holding Astrid in her lap and tucking her tail around herself, "You're doing a great job."

<Christopher> Chris put the cooked food into another pot and put it next to the raised fire pit to keep it warm. "Yes you are buddy. How much of this do you want me to cook Greer?"

<Tigra> "Cook what we're not going to eat now so we can store it easier...." She shifted as Astrid sat up properly, finally waking up.

<Christopher> "Yeah." He grabbed more of the meat and put it on the grill. "Hey there cutie pie." He leaned over and gave Astrid's head a kiss.

<Tigra> Astrid giggled and snuggled against Greer. "Woke up just in time for dinner. Smartypants."

<Christopher> "She knows how to be awake for the important things. Like food." He seasoned the food a little more.

<Tigra> "Something she has in common with her parents," Greer gave Chris a grin.

<Christopher> "Meal time, most important times of the day." He smirked a little.

<Tigra> "Mmhmm," she laughed softly, "So how much longer til it's chow time?"

<Christopher> "I mean there's a decent amount to eat right now. Astrid's soup will need a little longer though." He looked into the pot and added a little more salt. "So the meat will be tender."

<Tigra> "You take her, I'll sort Thomas out..." she picked Astrid up and passed her over to Chris.

<Christopher> "Hey there big girl." Chris took her from Greer. "Smells good doesn't it." He carefully took more of the done food off the grill and put it in the pot for Greer to take. "We'll get you sorted out in a few."

<Tigra> Greer pulled Thomas into her lap, "Remember to blow on your food. It's hot." Thomas pulled a face but blew on the piece offered to him by his mother anyway.

<Christopher> "I made sure to at least cook them rare for you little man." He gave his son a smile. "Hopefully when we get to the bunker I'll be able to cook some really good stuff."

<Tigra> "In the mean time, we have all the dead stuff we can eat," Greer snuggled her little boy.

<Christopher> "Careful, keep making me think we're eating unhealthily and I'll break out the kale!" He stuck his tongue out at them.

<Tigra> "Ewwwwwwww!" Thomas and Greer said together.

<Christopher> "Kale for days! Kale soup, kale muffins, kale juice! Mwahahaha." He couldn't help but laugh a little as he worked on finishing up Astrid's soup and cooking the rest of the meat.

<Tigra> "Say it isn't so!" Greer went full melodrama.

<Christopher> "Well then, you better save room for some of the carrots and mushrooms I found." He stuck his tongue out at them and put those on the grill too, planning to add them to the soup once they cooked a little.

<Tigra> "Pfft we take all our vitamins in liver form," Greer poked her tongue out at him.

<Thomas> "Yeah!" Thomas agreed.

<Christopher> Chris shook his head. "You fuzzballs are impossible." He shook his head. "Fine we'll eat all the best tasting stuff won't we Astrid?"

<Astrid> "Mmhmm!" Astrid nodded, "Soup!"

<Christopher> "That's right baby girl, they don't know what they're missing." He carefully cut and added the mushrooms to the soup.

<Astrid> "Soup!" Astrid said again because daddy had clearly forgotten what they were eating already. Silly daddy.

<Christopher> Chris waited for the carrots to soften up over the heat of the fire and then cut them up and put them in the soup as well. "It'll be done in a second and we'll have our soup."

<Thomas> Thomas offered Astrid some of his dinner because she didn't have dinner yet.

<Christopher> Chris helped Astrid with the piece of meat. "Make sure you chew it up good."

<Thomas> "Blow on it!" Thomas reminded his sister, "Is hot." He leaned to show her how to blow on the food.

<Christopher> Chris smiled down at them. "You're a being a good older brother Thomas." He stirred the soup a little.
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Tue May 19, 2020 3:41 am

<Viper> Viper sat in her nest watching the street through the scope on her rifle. It was quiet in the city today which was good because it was about time supplies were sought. She glanced over to where Miriam was still sleeping and sighed. She hated leaving her alone.

<Viper> She decided to watch the street for a while longer, at least until the girl woke up so she didn't wake up alone. Then she could check she knew the instructions for what to do if there was an emergency. It was a routine by now every time she had to leave.

<Shaw> The motorcycle was running on fumes, and attracting attention from the few zombies still staggering down the streets of Boston. If - if they were still at home, by some miracle of luck, he didn't want to draw a horde to their door.

<Viper> Viper frowned as the sound of an engine cut through the air and swung the scope in the direction of the sound to investigate. It seemed she wasn't the only one interested in the sound however as a still surprisingly spritely zombie burst from a building barrelling for the rider. Largely because she was bored, Viper dispatched the creature.

<Shaw> Sebastian had braced for impact and steadied himself to draw his weapon when the human zombie came roaring toward him. When it dropped, Sebastian wasted no time in cutting the bike into the closest alley. Sniper.

<Viper> More zombies trailed after the person on the bike so she took those out too.... but then Miriam woke up.

<Shaw> He killed the engine and concealed his bike as quickly as he could near a dumpster. Drawing his sword, Sebastian crept toward the entrance of the alley to check the situation, his battered body armor creaking. Two more zombies had fallen to the sniper. He frowned behind the darkened visor and concentrated, checking for minds nearby.

<Viper> Viper put the safety on and set the rifle to one side to give Miriam a hug, "Good morning, Mauschen," she pressed a kiss to the girl's forehead. "Time for breakfast, hmm?" Miriam grinned as Viper picked her up.

<Shaw> Sebastian sucked in a surprised breath as he touched his daughter's sleepy mind. "Miriam..." He leaned against the wall, overcome with relief.

<Viper> Viper set Miriam down at the scavenged table and smoothed her hair down before fetching her breakfast. "I have to go outside today," she said softly, sighing at the pout that followed. "I will bring you back something nice," she promised.

<Shaw> An armless zombie lurched around the corner and forced him from his shock. Snarling, he removed its head. Surely Miriam wasn't alone, but he could not feel Jessica, or Michael, or anyone else. He closed his eyes. Miriam, he tried.

<Viper> Miriam paused in her eating and looked around for the source of the voice. Viper cocked her head on one side, "What's the matter?" Miriam shrugged.

<Shaw> He sighed, giving up for the moment to check his surroundings. More zombies were coming, so he turned back down the alley, resolving to approach his home from another angle.

<Viper> She frowned a little, going to the window again to collect her rifle, but not before another peek outside while Miriam ate.

<Shaw> As he ran, with powers boosted from a melee this morning just enough to enhance his speed, he tried to reach out again. Miriam, love, it's daddy.

<Viper> Miriam paused in eating again to look around, "Daddy...?" That drew Viper's attention away from the street for a moment before she looked back out the window. Hmm... could it be?

<Shaw> He missed a step, tripped, stopped. Yes! It's me. Are you safe? Sebastian had to pause to hamstring a walking corpse and split its skull. Where is your mother?

<Viper> Viper moved to the other window to get a better view of the intersecting street, raising her rifle again. The arrival of the motorbike had drawn the zombies out of hiding so she took advantage and started clearing them. "Daddy's here!" Miriam bounced in her seat excitedly. "Where exactly?" Viper replied, taking out another zombie. "Um..." Miriam frowned.

<Shaw> The report of the gun was hard to pinpoint, with the sound echoing off the buildings. So far, the sniper wasn't targeting him. Small blessings. Sebastian approached the old church building from the addition he'd had added when Miriam was born.

<Viper> She watched the figure go toward the building and sighed, "Miriam, stay here, okay? You know what to do if something bad happens?" "Mmhmm!" Miriam assured her with a nod. "And what is that?" She had to check. "Sit in the circle and press the button!" "Good girl." Viper shouldered her rifle and picked up her bag.

<Viper> With a small sigh, she tossed a rope out of the window, made sure everything was fixed correctly onto it then rapelled down the side of the building at speed.

<Shaw> With the power grid down and his backups long dead, Sebastian couldn't get any of his security codes to work. He might have to do this the messy way.

<Viper> Viper switched to a handgun while she was on the same level as the zombies but mostly ignored them if they ignored her and the mystery figure with potential. It wasn't a long walk to the corner of the building and she paused there to watch him for a moment.

<Shaw> He tried telepathic contact once more, but other than Miriam sensed nothing. Circling to the side of the building, he inspected a second floor window. Breaking a window on the first floor would be counter productive.

<Viper> Viper watched him for a little longer, head cocked on one side then raised her weapon to take down a shuffler that was getting too close for comfort.

<Shaw> Hearing the shot, Sebastian decided the time for dawdling was over and used the last of his power reserves to jump, catching the ledge of the window and pulling himself up. Once he was secure enough to free one hand, he punched through the glass and swung inside.

<Viper> Viper sighed and decided it was worth the risk, going into the building with style via teleportation. "Excuse me, but do you live here?"

<Shaw> The prickle of energy stopped him short as he brushed himself free of broken glass. The voice made him look up. "Sarkissian?" His voice sounded rough but faced with her he straightened up quickly. "As a matter of fact, I do."

<Viper> She couldn't stop the smile at the familiar voice. Holstering her weapon, she dropped her bag onto the floor and moved over to him, pulling him into a hug.

<Shaw> Sebastian was too shocked to react for a moment, then awkwardly found himself returning the gesture. "I never knew you cared," he said.

<Viper> "You're the first living adult I've seen in some time..." she sighed. "Miriam told me you were here..."

<Shaw> He moved back and held her at arm's length. "Jessica?"

<Viper> She looked away, shaking her head a little, "I don't know..."

<Shaw> Sebastian sighed, feeling himself sag.

<Viper> "She... made me take Miriam and leave when they got into the house... we agreed to meet up with her later but we were... delayed." She turned her gaze back to him, "I looked for her where we were supposed to meet and waited as long as I could but.... there was no sign of her.... it wasn't safe to stay... not without endangering Miriam."

<Shaw> Nodding, he swallowed and fumbled with the catch on his helmet, then paused to pull off his gloves first, then his helmet. "Where is Miriam?"

<Viper> "She's safe... waiting for me to come back." She looked around the room, poking some debris with her foot. She hadn't been back into the house since she'd left with Miriam, afraid what she'd find. It sure was a mess... "I told her I'd bring her something nice."

<Shaw> Looking up at her, he smirked. "Nice is in short supply in this world." He dropped his gloves into the helmet and set it down, running both hands through his hair and surveying the damage in the room. Did the whole house look like this?

<Viper> "Well... I have something in mind." She headed for the door and the stairs to Miriam's room.

<Shaw> Sebastian followed, slowly, taking in the remains of his home.

<Viper> There were bodies everywhere, bits of furniture sticking out of some of them, scorch marks on others. Jess had put up one hell of a fight. Viper smiled a little, patting one of the scorch marks on the wall absently as she passed it.

<Shaw> He frowned at that pat. She was still odd. Some things never changed. Sebastian stopped walking when he passed an unbroken mirror.

<Viper> Viper found the door to Miriam's room after she removed some more debris and finally unlocked the door. Miriam's room seemed to be the only place that escaped the damage. A little dusty but otherwise... She sighed and picked up the little blue spider plush from the bed, dusting it off a little bit before she put it in her pocket.

<Shaw> On the road, his appearance didn't matter, but he didn't want to terrify Miriam. Smoothing back his overgrown scraggly hair and finger combing his beard only did so much.

<Viper> She picked up Miriam's favourite blankie too and tucked it under her arm to put it in her bag. First, she was going to check the kitchen but she found a Sebastian blocking her path to the stairs. "You can probably trim some of that in the bathroom...."

<Shaw> "Mmm, yes." He stepped aside for her, then moved past, down the hall toward the master bedroom.

<Viper> "I'll be in the kitchen...." She headed back down the stairs, going into the living room first to pick up her bag and putting the blanket inside.

<Shaw> Sebastian stopped inside the room he'd shared with Jessica. Closing his eyes, he drew a shakey breath and walked past the photos on the dresser without looking, heading for the closet to get a few of his own clothes.

<Viper> Jess' carefully rationed supplies were all still neatly sectioned off in the cupboards, Viper sighed as she started to pack what was still safe to eat into the bag.

<Shaw> He wasn't going to change yet, but with an overnight bag full of clothing he could at least feel more like himself with Miriam. Next he went into the bathroom to scavenge for his razor and Jessica's scissors.

<Viper> Well, that was all the food.... She put her hands on her hips and looked around for inspiration. Well the tea and coffee could go in the bag.

<Shaw> Unfortunately, the only water in the bathroom was a few inches in the back of the toilet. It would have to do.

<Viper> She wandered around, adding the knife sharpener to her bag and a couple of knives too. Never hurt to have more of those.

<Shaw> A few minutes later, and after tucking a few family photos into his bag without looking at them, Sebastian emerged and headed to the kitchen.

<Viper> Viper was seated on the dining table having found her sketching supplies right where she'd left them. She looked up when she heard movement in the doorway and offered Sebastian a smile, "Ready to go?"

<Shaw> "Have you heard anything from Michael?" He frowned at the state of the kitchen, then looked away back to Viper before he could dwell on it.

<Viper> She shook her head, "Nothing... Before the stay at home order was issued I think he was visiting Carol... but we didn't hear anything after that...." She hopped off the table and put her sketching supplies in the bag.

<Shaw> He nodded. "Hope? Tony? Anyone else?" He adjusted the collar of his armor. "And I don't suppose you have any spare water? I would hate to offend you ladies with my stench for any longer than strictly necessary."

<Viper> "Nothing from anyone... but when the phone was working, Jessica was tied up with work calls often..." she picked up her bag and shouldered her rifle, "I have a water catchment system, you're welcome to make use of it," she offered a small smile.

<Shaw> "Thank you." He smiled a little himself, the expression feeling unfamiliar.

<Viper> "Miriam will be pleased to see you," she assured him, reaching into her pocket and taking out the spider plush, "You should be the one to return this to her, I think."

<Shaw> He looked at the toy, too surprised to take it for a moment. Swallowing, he accepted the little spider and closed his eyes and swallowed back tears again.

<Viper> She gave his arm a gentle pat, "Come, I think there's enough charge to get us both into the building if we get close enough." She gestured to the window he'd come in by.

<Shaw> "I'll need to fetch my bike and pack. Later." Sebastian went to the window and picked up his helmet, gloves still tucked inside.

<Viper> She nodded, "Of course. I can watch your back as I did before..." she looked outside for signs of trouble. Seemed quiet... She picked up a bookend and threw it down the street to bounce off a car. The shufflers nearby shuffled off to investigate and Viper took the opportunity to climb out of the window and drop down to the street.

<Shaw> Tugging his gloves back on and replacing his helmet, Sebastian followed, his landing much harder than Sarkissian's.

<Viper> She headed for the building, trusting that Sebastian would follow her. She kept her eyes on the area around them in case of any surprises and stopped close to the wall of the building.

<Shaw> Sebastian had drawn his sword upon landing and skirted the edge of the building not far behind Sarkissian, watching her braided hair swing behind her.

<Viper> When they were near as possible to the landing spot, Viper gestured Sebastian close to her, "It's going to be tight..."

<Shaw> He arched a brow at her and straightened, resheathing his sword to move in close. Looking down at her, he smirked.

<Viper> She sighed and stepped into his space, wrapping an arm around him before activating the teleporter and hoping that everything made it.

<Shaw> Well, that was as unpleasant as he remembered.

<Viper> She stepped back from him, checking herself over. All present and correct. Good. She dropped her bag and headed around the corner to the living space, an excited squeal of "Mommy!" preceeded Miriam's hurried footsteps and Viper gave a heavy sigh before crouching to catch her and pick her up. "Did you eat all your breakfast?"

<Shaw> Sebastian paused in checking to ensure he had all of his bits when he herd Miriam's voice. And what she'd said. His nose wrinkled.

<Viper> Miriam's assurances that breakfast had been consumed seemed believable so she tickled the girl and made her giggle. "Would you like to see your surprise?" "Yay!" Viper leaned to put the rifle down against the wall and shifted Miriam's weight in her arms before turning back the way she'd come to take Miriam to her father.

<Shaw> Hearing Miriam's excited chatter brought a smile to his face and he hastily removed his gloves, reaching for his helmet.

<Viper> "Here we are," Viper turned so Miriam could see her dad.

<Shaw> Miriam gave the man a blank look until he removed his helmet and then she lit up. "Daddy! Mommy, mommy, it's daddy!"

<Shaw> "Yes, little love, it's me," he said, giving Sarkissian a look and holding out his arms for his daughter.

<Viper> Viper gave Miriam a smile for her excitement, "Yes it is." She passed her over to Sebastian who received an apologetic look, "I tried... but she is very young..."

<Shaw> "I know," he sighed, holding Miriam close as she chattered at him.

<Viper> "Come..." she gestured for him to follow her, "See the nice home we made."

<Shaw> Miriam patted his badly shaved cheek. Hoisting her higher on his hip, Sebastian followed, fishing in a pocket for the plush spider.

<Viper> "Are you hungry?" She picked up the bag she'd left behind and the rifle along the way.

<Shaw> "Of course, if you have enough to spare." He found the toy and showed it to Miriam, who squeaked happily and grabbed it with both hands.

<Viper> "Of course," she offered him a smile, "Take a seat," she gestured to their scavanged dining table and chairs. After setting her rifle down near her nest, she opened up the bag to take out the supplies she'd picked up from the house, sparing a moment to inhale the scent of the tea. David's tea.

<Shaw> Sebastian set Miriam down and dropped his own bag by the table. She was still chattering and he looked around while he fumbled with the buckles on his body armor.

<Viper> "Would you like some help with those?" Viper asked, glancing over at him as she shrugged her own coat off to start preparing food.

<Shaw> It took him a moment to answer. "Yes, please." He hadn't had someone to help or cause to take it off for... "I make no promises on what's beneath." Sebastian shrugged one shoulder. "I frankly can't remember the last time I removed it."

<Viper> "Noted..." oh the joy. She put down her things and went to help him unfasten the body armour, "How on earth did you get here?"

<Shaw> He straightened and squared off with her to give her access to the buckles. "As you can see by my... ensemble, it's been a long way from Belarus."

<Viper> "And you came all the way back here.... I'm sorry I couldn't give you better news..." she finished with the clips and loosened up the armour to lift it off him.

<Shaw> He lifted his arms and helped wriggle free. "Let's say I was forced to return to fluency in Russian under tremendous pressure. It took some time to get across Europe, and the escort I hired did not last. His gear, however, has served me well." Sebastian gestured to the breastplate, where he hadn't quite managed to cover the cyrillic Belarus police banner.

<Viper> "Well you made it... I'm glad...." she gave him a smile, "You may not consider me excellent company but, after a year of having no one to talk to but a small child, I think I could be doing a lot worse than you."

<Shaw> "I made it. Far too late it would seem." He inspected his undershirt, which was stuck to his skin with dirt, sweat, blood and who knew what other horrors.

<Viper> "Not too late..." she nodded to Miriam. "Just in time..." she could have forgotten Sebastian too. It was some miracle she hadn't. "Wait here...." she headed for the door across the room.

<Shaw> "Just in time, for her. Yes." He sighed, unstrapped his sword belt and started locating the catches on his chaps. "I brought some of my own clothing, so I can clean up and change, then see what I can do to clean.. these." He motioned at his rank body armor.

<Viper> A little while later, Viper returned with a couple of gallons of water and some company. She headed for their cooking area with the water but her company got very excited and morphed shapes to better climb up Sebastian.

<Shaw> "Sharky!" Now with one leg free and the other trapped by armor and Miriam, his now long-armed dog was scampering up to enthusiastically lick his face.

<Viper> Viper poured water into the largest pot and set it on the camping stove to heat up. "I was surprised to find him myself... apparently Jessica taught Miriam to wear him under her pajamas..."

<Shaw> "Sharky's warm!" Miriam blurted, climbing up herself with her pet's assistance. Now he had an armload of child and silver dog, neither of which seemed to mind his stench.

<Viper> "Mmhmm. Why don't you and Sharky draw a picture for daddy while he has something to eat, hmm?" Viper gave the girl a smile, "He can't eat with you climbing all over him."

<Shaw> Miriam whined, but Sebastian spoke quietly to her and she settled while he untangled Sharky and let him transfer to the girl. "Thank you love." Now he could finish removing his armor and boots and see about getting cleaned up. And food. Actual food. Amazing.

<Viper> She finished heating up the water then poured it into a basin which she carried over to the table. She returned to her bag and took out some soap and a wash cloth which she put next to the basin then went to put Sebastian's food onto a plate. She took the plate over to the table with a fork and set it down, "Shirt."

<Shaw> He arched a brow at her. "Ah, we're multi-tasking are we?" He peeled off his shirt, more than a little disgusted himself. Sebastian couldn't help but laugh when Miriam wrinkled her nose at him. "Daddy's stinky!"

<Viper> Viper laughed too, "Yes he is. Don't worry I'm going to fix it." Armed with soap and the wash cloth, Viper got to work on cleaning the grime from Sebastian's back while he ate.

<Shaw> It was awkward, but he was starving and, well, they were correct in their assessment.

<Viper> She had to apply quite a bit of pressure to get the muck to come off. It was just as well she was helping because there was no way he'd be able to clean all this off his back without assistance.

<Shaw> Sarkissian was trying to rub the skin clear off his back, but he worked his best to ignore it and marvel at the use of a fork after so long.

<Viper> "When was the last time you bathed, incidentally?" There was an impressive difference between the dirt line and where she'd already cleaned.

<Shaw> "I was rained on just yesterday." He turned his head just enough to raise a brow at her, still chewing. "Honestly, I don't recall. I did once since I made it to Canada."

<Viper> "Well, it shows," she replied with an amused smirk. She took his free hand and wiped a clean line across it with the cloth.

<Shaw> He extracted his hand, unnerved by her closeness. As it was, the attention and pressure felt a little too enjoyable. "Indeed."

<Viper> Viper continued her progress on his back, "In the future, we have a rule about washing hands before we eat. You get a reprieve for today."

<Shaw> Miriam piped up, singing the alphabet song and miming washing her hands. Then she reached over and stole a bean from his plate.

<Shaw> His laughter distracted him from his discomfort for a moment.

<Viper> "She's remarkably easy to train," Viper tossed in, "She listens much better to me than Sharky does."

<Shaw> He snorted, taking another bite. "Sharky listens only to himself, and occasionally Jessica." The thought made him look down to study the plate.

<Viper> "Oh, he listens to Miriam now. When he's not following her around he goes to check the water." Finished with his back she moved up to his neck and behind his ears.

<Shaw> Sebastian drew in a surprised breath when she hit a sensitive spot. He needed to eat faster, or shove her off. He had questions to ask about Jessica, but not in front of Miriam.

<Viper> "I suppose you didn't check... but I broke into your lab." She decided to come clean.

<Shaw> "I did not, but I'm not shocked." She'd moved her hand away from the danger zone, so he took another bite. "I would imagine I was... assumed dead."

<Viper> She shook her head and sighed, "No this was... before everything went completely to hell. I needed some peace of mind in case someone attacked the house..."

<Shaw> "And you felt the need to reprogram my security systems, I'm sure." He took another bite, but didn't bother to pause to speak again. "Is Widget still active?"

<Viper> "Actually, I wanted a contingency plan in case the security failed due to zombies coming through the walls. So I built one... it came in handy." She paused at the mention of Widget, "I have no idea where that funny little robot is."

<Shaw> "How did they get in?" He paused to chew, contemplating the fate of his favorite AI creation. When he returned to the house to scavenge he would have to do a more thorough search.

<Viper> She shook her head, "I don't know, we were upstairs sleeping when it happened. I was hardly awake when Jessica threw me into Miriam's room and locked the door."

<Shaw> Sebastian sighed, lost in thought as he ate. That sounded like his wife, alright. He absently patted Sharky with his free hand, watching Miriam draw.

<Viper> "She told me to take Miriam and go... I argued, of course, but she refused to open the door... we agreed to meet up later." She sighed, pausing with her hands resting on his shoulders, "Miriam... was terrified... she ran from me when we arrived in the building I'd selected... I went to comfort her before I really looked around and the floor... it wasn't good."

<Viper> She looked over at Miriam for a moment, "By the time I woke, the sun was up."

<Shaw> Sarkissian seemed uncharacteristically affected by all of this. Interesting. He tried to quash his own reaction. "And so you missed the rendezvous..." Sebastian hesitated for a moment before he raised his hand from Sharky and covered hers on his shouder.

<Viper> "Yes... I looked for signs that Jessica had been and had to leave... but we couldn't linger too long... I didn't want to endanger Miriam..."

<Shaw> "Thank you for that," he said, squeezing her hand. "As she so often said, Jessica is capable of taking care of herself." But, for her to be missing for a year... he shook his head.

<Viper> "If she did make it out.... I'm sure she's armed. When I was packing supplies to store in Miriam's room, I couldn't find her katana so she must have hidden it somewhere else... I packed yours instead."

<Shaw> Sebastian shifted to look up at her. "You have my katana? Perhaps now I can relieve myself of that broadsword I picked up in Helsinki." She was far better with a sword than he, but it had kept him alive.

<Viper> "Why not keep both? Never hurts to have a spare," she offered a smile, "I'll get it for you... when you're clean."

<Shaw> "True, as a backup." Sebastian didn't think he had ever seen Viper smile quite so much. He studied her face.

<Viper> She raised an eyebrow at the extra attention he was suddenly paying her, "Is there something on my face?"

<Shaw> "No," he responded quickly, then lifted the corner of his mouth in a half smile. "Thank you for watching over Miriam. I can tell you have taken excellent care of her."

<Viper> "Well, I was doing it anyway...." she shrugged a shoulder, "It's much easier than it was with Brooklyn...."

<Shaw> That made him chuckle. "I can imagine." He squeezed her hand and let go, turning back to finish his food and escape to clean up. Alone.

<Viper> She finished cleaning all the bits he'd struggle to reach on his own and picked up the basin to tip the very black water out of the window. "I'll heat up some more water... you can manage the rest yourself, I presume?"

<Shaw> "Yes, thank you." He wrinkled his nose at the water he saw flow from the basin. Perhaps he should locate some new armor.
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Re: What if...? Another Zombie Apocalypse!

Post by Svartfreja » Tue May 19, 2020 3:42 am

<Carol> Carol groaned and rolled over to put her face in the pillow. Why was she awake? .... What was that thumping sound? She lifted her head a little to listen. Uuuugh. She sighed and gave Obi a shake, "Hey... wake up... there's a zombie on the roof again...."

<Shinobi> "Hmm?" He didn't want to leave this dream, it had a beach and a pineapple daiquiri. Carol was even wearing a bikini, although her hair was red and that didn't seem right... "Huh!" Obi snorted himself awake, pushing himself up to stare blankly at Carol, then upward. Thump, thump. "Damn apocalypse."

<Carol> "I can get rid of it.... just get me up there." She leaned over the side of the bed and felt around on the floor for her t-shirt then thought better of it. Didn't want zombie guts on her good nerd shirts.

<Shinobi> "Okay," he yawned. "Give me a sec..." Obi sat up, realizing that the dream had been a really good one.

<Carol> She ran a hand through her hair, it was almost long enough to tie back by now. Almost. She eyed the ceiling as the thumping became a heavy thud and a clatter. "I think it fell over...."

<Shinobi> "At least it's a slow one then." He yawned again, climbing out of their cozy bed to stand up and stretch. "It's impressive how they keep doing that."

<Carol> "I know, right? I wonder if something's dropping them on there..." she frowned, "Zombie cannon?"

<Shinobi> Obi's mind went to a different place with that praise and he chortled. "Zombie cannon, huh?"

<Carol> She shrugged, "I don't know. Seems like a good deterrent...." She got to her feet and pulled the curtain back a little to look through the gap in the planks, "Well... I guess it counts as a reasonable hour if the sun is sorta trying to be up...."

<Shinobi> "Eh, we can always take a nap, later." Since she was looking out their excuse for a zombie proof window, he crept up behind her to slide his arms around her waist and place a kiss on her neck.

<Carol> She smiled, leaning into him and turning her head toward him a little, "Planning on sleeping any during that nap?"

<Shinobi> "Eventually." He bent further and leaned in for a kiss, ignoring the scraping and shuffling over his head.

<Carol> She returned the kiss, shifting in his arms to face him and sliding her arms around him, "Gotta deal with the roof zombie first.... kind of a mood kill...."

<Shinobi> "You sure?" He grinned and kissed toward her ear. "Can always see who can make more noise?"

<Carol> She laughed, "That's pretty tempting.... but we really shouldn't leave it up there..." She gave his cheek a soft kiss, "The sooner we get rid of it the sooner we can shower...."

<Shinobi> The idea of a wet Carol did nothing to encourage him to get on the roof. "Aw, but-" Dust filtered down into his hair and nearly into his eyes after a harder thump. "Fuck," he said, blinking it from his lashes.

<Carol> "Come on... it's one little zombie. Won't take long. I'll just throw it into the woods...." she couldn't help herself and gave his butt a pinch, following that with a grin.

<Shinobi> "Fiiiine." He returned the grin and gave her a swat, finally moving back to a more comfortable position to phase.

<Carol> "It'll be worth it," she assured him, taking his hand. "You not putting any clothes on? It's cold, you know..."

<Shinobi> He shrugged. "I'll stay phased." Squeezing her hand, he winked. "Besides, it'll give you a better view once you chuck our guest." Obi phased them both and started the climb up the invisible steps to the other side of the roof, giving them some distance from the flailing roof zombie.

<Carol> "Oh well, thank you for that then." She laughed, "Okay rooster zombie. Time to move on." She let go of Obi's hand once they were on the roof and went to apprehend their intruder.

<Shinobi> Crossing his arms, he inspected the zombie, which luckily was just a garden variety one. It wasn't wearing pants either. "Hey, at least we're not overdressed to meet him!"

<Carol> She laughed, "Apparently...." She grabbed the back of its tattered shirt, "Kinda wishing it was wearing pants.... makes them easier to pick up." Oh well. She flung it out into the trees, shielding her eyes from the sun to see how far she'd managed to get that one, "Huh... not bad considering the lack of pants."

<Shinobi> "If he comes back again it's time to pike him." He carefully moved across the roof and phased enough to take her hands and inspect them for zombie slime.

<Carol> "Homing zombie? Part pigeon? That'd explain how he got on the roof...."

<Shinobi> "Maybe he's a flier with bad aim?" Deciding her hands were clean enough, he brought them to his shoulders and stepped in closer to lean down and kiss her.

<Carol> "If he comes back on the roof I'll shove him off and see how that goes...." she mumbled against his lips before returning the kiss, completely oblivious to the appearance of a ladder on the other side of the roof.

<Joe> Joe had been making breakfast when the roof zombie landed. He'd waited to see if one of the not squishy people would get up and get it but, hearing nothing in the way of a yell of 'I'll get it', had eventually decided to deal with it himself. A decision he was now regretting. "For the love of God! Put some clothes on!"

<Shinobi> Obi pulled back quickly, which didn't help to hide his feelings about the situation. He yelped and covered his crotch.

<Carol> "Fuck!" Carol hid behind Obi, "What are you doing up here?!"

<Joe> "I was going to get the zombie since neither of you were kind enough to tell me you were going to do it!" Joe was resolutely looking the other way now.

<Carol> "You were awake already?"

<Shinobi> With Carol hiding behind him he was definitely giving Joe a view, hand or not. "How about we discuss this inside!"

<Joe> "As long as you have clothes on!" Joe headed back down the ladder at an impressive rate.

<Carol> Carol burst into laughter.

<Shinobi> He turned around and laughed. "Hoooly shit. Okay." He shook his head and offered her his hand to get back inside.

<Carol> She took the offered hand, "Oh God, I don't know who was more embarrassed, you or Joe."

<Shinobi> "Me, because my dick is out," he laughed, sinking them back down into their small room.

<Carol> "He just saw his sister naked and your dick," she pointed out, still laughing. Oh too funny. Once they were in the room, she let go of his hand to put her t-shirt on finally and find some pants.

<Shinobi> "So I guess the shower is gonna have to wait..." He popped out his lower lip and went to find his pants.

<Carol> "Apparently... but we can make up for it." Pants located, she pulled them on, "And this way we can get breakfast out of Joe so it'll be actually edible."

<Shinobi> He pulled his up and located a shirt, giving it a sniff. Clean enough. Now that he was back inside and solid, he was chilly and searched out an overshirt.

<Carol> "I'll go on ahead... try and smooth things over...." which really probably meant she was going to mock mercilessly.

<Shinobi> "Smooth," he snorted, knowing exactly what that meant.

<Joe> Joe was busying himself with adding more things to breakfast now that he knew the others were actually conscious. He suppressed a shudder. At the sound of feet on the hall floor he poured a cup of coffee and put it on the end of the counter.

<Carol> "Sorry about that... thought you'd be asleep...." Carol gave her brother a sheepish grin and picked up the cup of coffee.

<Joe> "I've been up for two hours."

<Carol> "Oh.... sorry. Well, look... at least you know zombie alarm clocks are effective now...."

<Shinobi> Obi ran his hands through his hair and came out into the main room. "Effective, but not very smart."

<Carol> "He had no pants." Carol added helpfully.

<Joe> "Was that a prerequisite for the roof party and no one told me?"

<Shinobi> "Apparently so." He grabbed a cup of coffee and gave it a sniff. Not bad.

<Joe> "Well I think I'm going to impose a moritorium on any more naked zombie hunting... just for my sanity."

<Shinobi> "Don't blame you," he said, holding up the cup in salute. "Frankly we were just trying to make it fast and go back to bed."

<Carol> "I didn't wanna get zombie juice on my favourite nerd shirt..." Carol sat down at the table.

<Shinobi> "I don't really feel the cold so much when I'm phased." He shrugged, sipping his coffee

<Joe> He wrinkled his nose again. "No more nakedness. Only in the bathroom and behind a closed bedroom door. Nowhere else." He pointed between them then frowned in confusion when there was the sound of someone knocking on the door. "Uh... zombies knock now?"

<Shinobi> "Maybe the zombie cannon launched one at the door this time?"

<Carol> "I'll go check it out." She got to her feet, "Stay here..." With a sigh, she headed to the door and opened it a crack to peek out. "What the...?"

<Maria> "Hi, not-Mom!" The door was barged the rest of the way open by a low-flying Maria and Carol was flattened on the hall floor in her surprise.

<Shinobi> "What the fuck!" Obi was on them in a flash, phasing Carol and pulling her away from this looney not-zombie.

<Maria> Maria found her face suddenly on the floor and she blinked in confusion, "Where'd you go?" she looked up, "Oh... hi!" she grinned.

<Carol> "Maria?" Carol stared at her, "Is that you...? You look.... different...."

<Maria> "I had a growth spurt..." she got to her feet then hugged Carol again... or tried anyway. "Huh...?"

<Shinobi> Obi wasn't letting go of Carol any time soon. "You who?"

<Carol> "It's okay, she's a friend," Carol assured him, "You don't have to phase."

<Maria> Maria stepped back so she wasn't standing weirdly inside Carol and Obi, "Oooooh that's you," she gave Obi a grin, then peered over his shoulder, "Hi not-uncle Joe!"

<Shinobi> "Yeah... that's me." Obi moved them just a bit further back from this odd enthusiastic girl and unphased. He slid his arms from around Carol, but kept her hand.

<Joe> Joe waved back awkwardly, "I'll.... find more breakfast." He headed back into the kitchen.

<Carol> "What are you doing here?" Carol asked, "Not that it's not great to see you..."

<Maria> "Oh there was a thing with Stephen and a machine dad told him not to touch but it was making a fun noise.... magic and technology boom." She shrugged, "It's fine, they'll figure out where I am eventually."

<Shinobi> Obi just stared. First at Carol, then at this girl, then back.

<Carol> "She's okay, really. Remember that other reality? The me in that reality.... that's her kid."

<Maria> "I can always find my mom. It's a talent.... even when her powers are wonky like yours, apparently."

<Shinobi> "Oh." He remembered hearing about the other reality, but seeing it was something else. "I suppose I understand complicated family trees..."

<Maria> "Mine is super complicated. It's okay I drew a picture." She pulled up her sleeve and pressed a few buttons on a device attached to her forearm. A blue holographic screen popped up with her family map on it. "Faster than trying to explain it."

<Shinobi> Obi blinked at the display, and then again at the network of names. "Riiiiiight." He turned to look at her, giving her the once over. He supposed he could see the resemblance to some of those names... "I'm a clone. Sort of."

<Maria> "I know." She grinned, pressing another button and pulling up a different display of the people stood in her range. "They tell me all kinds of useful junk."

<Carol> "Come and have some breakfast with us," Carol inclined her head toward the kitchen, "Where'd you get those from anyway?"

<Maria> "Space.... well and dad added stuff because he couldn't help himself."

<Carol> "Yeah, sounds about right."

<Shinobi> Obi was still looking between the two women and then at Joe. He shrugged.

<Maria> "Can I just have some water? I'm not allowed coffee." She plonked herself down at the table.

<Carol> "Trust me, she shouldn't have coffee." Carol picked up her own cup, "Be good to have her help though. One with not busted powers." She raised her mug in toast.

<Shinobi> "I could see how that wouldn't be fantastic." He went back to his own coffee. "What are your powers?"

<Maria> "They're like mom's... but different... I can do stuff she can't do like what my other mom does with her energy but I can't teleport which sucks." She demonstrated by making a small blue cube out of her energy channeling ability. "Mom can make like a pocket dimension. It's super useful I wish I could do that."

<Shinobi> Obi could only nod over his coffee. Did this girl ever pause to breathe?

<Carol> "Well you're officially more useful than me so you have that going for you," Carol gave her a smile then turned it on Joe when she was presented with eggs. "You braved the chickens!"

<Joe> "Hunger is a wonderful thing.... but never again. They're vicious."

<Shinobi> Obi reached over and squeezed Carol's hand, then thanked Joe for his eggs.

<Maria> "I'll do it!" Maria volunteered herself, "We have chickens at home! Mommy-Phy doesn't like them either.... well mostly just the rooster."

<Shinobi> "Well, chicken wrangler is definitely an open position. I'm not crazy about them myself, unless I'm eating them." He took a bite of egg.

<Maria> "Aww they're not so bad... but I guess they're less scary when you're scratch proof," she offered a grin.

<Carol> "Wanna volunteer for roof zombie duty while you're volunteering for stuff?"

<Maria> Maria blinked at her, "Roof...? Zombie...?"

<Shinobi> "Roof zombies," he said with a nod. "It's a thing."

<Carol> Carol sighed, "Welcome to the zombie apocalypse." More coffee. She was really regretting giving up the alcohol.
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