Zombie Apocalypse RP

Finally able to see some progress, Yanta looks at the door to his hut. "Just a few more." He continues on, holding hope that there was still something for him to do outside of his door. He quickens his pace slightly, wanting to finish this paperwork as quickly as possible while still giving his honest answers to the problems concerned in the different papers. This is the one thing he hated about being the leader of so many people.

"Good," was all Luke said. With that, he turned and left, walking out of the hospital and to the gate, where the others stood waiting. He had suited up before he went to speak with Yanta, so he was already carrying all of the weapons he would need. "Alright. Claire, the Medic, and Luna will be here soon," he said, looking at those around him. "When they arrive, I'll explain our mission."

Luna sighed, watching as Luke left. "Thank you, Claire," she said softly, smiling as she knelt to pick Ryn up. Ryn was obviously getting tired, for which Luna was thankful. "I'm going to take her home- I'll meet you at the gate." With that, she turned and walked home. She tucked Ryn into bed, explaining that she had to stay while Luna and Luke went out. Ryn didn't ask questions, she knew better than that, and, after a song from her makeshift mommy, was asleep. Luna left then, joining the group at the gate.

"Glad to see you," Luke said to Claire as she came jogging towards them, her equipment on her belt. "Now then," he said, turning his attention to the group as a whole. "We're going out to get basic supplies- medicine, food, ammunition, clothing, etc. We also need a few specialized items- baby formula, some woman products, soap, and that sort of thing. I'll be splitting us into teams, so things will be finished sooner. This means, though, that you'll have less cover. Anyone that's uncomfortable with that, leave now." He looked around, satisfied when no one did. "Good. Now, Claire, you, Luna, and Issac will be heading out with Kyle and I. The rest of you can pair up too. Grab anything you think you'll need." He started to turn away before stopping. "And remember- don't waste ammo. If it's a single, and it's an easy one, take it out with a knife or something. Noise attracts them, so stay quiet. Good luck." With that, they began their journey..

Luke glanced over at Isaac as the boy spoke. It was obvious how excited he was, which was kind of funny, since they could all die. "Well, Claire need medicine, we need food and formula, so.." he said, looking around them, "I was thinking a country mart sort of area. We all know the bigger businesses are cleared out, so I thought we should start small." With that, he fell silent, raising a hand to halt the group. A faint shuffling sound had reached his ears, which meant walkers, or a hurt human. The sound grew closer, so he backed them up against a wall, that way they had a better chance of staying hidden. Luke hoped it was just some animal or something, but soon enough, one of the dead came walking past. It's left foot was twisted at an odd angle, as though it had broken or sprained it just before it was bitten. Luke said nothing, praying that everyone else knew enough to stand still and silent.

Kyle had been happy, just walking in the middle of the group. He wasn't really up by Luke and Isaac, but wasn't standing beside the girls, either. He was stuck somewhere in between, and that's how he wanted it. He listened to Luke's explanation, nodding his agreement. He himself had checked out a Wal-Mart a few days back, and all he had found was blood and a few deaders. When Luke raised his hand, Kyle instantly pressed himself back against the wall of the building to their side, his arm reaching out to press Claire back too. He was silent as he closed his eyes, praying it wasn't the Hoard.. When he opened them again, he saw that it was a lone one, and wondered who was going to knife it, or if they were going to leave it be.

Luna wasn't paying much attention to what the boys were talking about. She was lagging behind a little, taking everything she saw in. She didn't remember this place, or anything else for that matter, but enjoyed looking at it. It looked so sad- cars crashed and burnt out, buildings left open, paper and things scattered all over the ground, and blood. It was sad, but in some way beautiful. The silence of the place was wonderful, something she never heard at the compound. She smiled, and was just about to say something when she realized everyone else had backed up against the wall, leaving her alone in the middle of the road where they had been. She realized her mistake and quickly but quietly returned to them, biting her lip. She watched as they did, but seeing it was only one, relaxed. Luke would probably have either Isaac or Claire kill it, just to warm them up or something.

Sure enough, Luke looked back, pointing to both Isaac and Claire, holding out his knife. He was waiting to see which of them would do it.

"Alright, sounds good," Isaac said in response to Luke. But as the sound could be heard, he froze. Only the others pressing against the wall prompted him to move, his breaths short as he listened to the zombie grew closer. It was only one, thank god, but they would still have to take care of it.

Claire was a little disgruntled as Kyle pushed her back against the wall, but she complied nonetheless. He was just looking out for everyone, but he could rest assured she could look after herself. She was about to call out to Luna, who was behind, but she relaxed when the other woman rushed to join them. It was then she turned to Luke, who was holding out a knife to her and Isaac. The younger boy was regarding it thoughtfully - she, however, with one eyebrow raised, gazed at the scene with sight disdain. "I'll do it-" she began, but was cut off. "No, no I'll do it," Isaac interjected. "You're more important, and you've had more experience. This is easy, let me do it." Claire raised both eyebrows now, her gaze on the boy, crossing her arms expectantly. His sloppy argument amused her. "Okay then, Mr. Valliant, go ahead." She gestured at the knife with one hand, and Issac took it. He inhaled one deep breath before launching himself at the zombie, aiming for the temple. He dispatched the monster (somewhat sloppily, as blood now stained his shirt) with a jab to the head and one inhuman screech, quickly followed up by a severed head. With a clearing of the throat and a straightening of the back, Isaac turned back to the group for a response.

Luke watched as Claire and Isaac decided who was going to do it, his face blank though he was grimly amused inside. "Here," he said, handing his knife over to the boy, watching as he went and attacked. The walker died, but a scream had erupted just before it was silenced by the blade. "Come on," Luke said, walking quickly to the right. "If any others are around, they heard that," he said, sighing a little. He didn't want to have to go up against a bunch of them today..
Kyle watched as Isaac disposed of the deader, his blue eyes holding no sign of joy or distaste. He had long since stopped feeling anything about killing the things. He used to hate it, yes, but he had since come to accept that 'it is what it is'. When Luke began walking, Kyle sighed, but followed after him.
Luna didn't look. She didn't want to see the person being slaughtered. Sure, they would eat her in a heartbeat, but they used to be.. Well, they used to be just like her! She hated that they had to die, and hated killing them even more. Once it was finished, she made sure that she didn't look at the corpse as she followed the rest of the group. Luke seemed to be hurriedly leading them to the near-by country mart.

Luke took the knife from Isaac silently, not bothering to comment on the job he'd done. "Don't worry about it. That's why I wanted one of you to get some practice in. I knew you'd be a little rusty," he said, brushing the apologies off. When Claire piped up, Luke looked back at her, frowning. "Next one's yours, then," he said, challenging her a little. He turned back around, leading once more, when the younger boy stopped him. "Where?" Luke asked, turning to look in the direction Isaac had pointed. "Alright," he said, voice authoritative once more, "Isaac, Claire, Luna, you come with me," he said, looking at them in turn, "Kyle, stay out here, watch our backs. Hear fire inside, come in. If something comes out here, you have to tell us," he said, his gaze piercing. Kyle murmured a yessir or something, nodding his head while Luna did. "Alright, lets move in." With that, he turned towards the CV-whatever ((I dunno what that is)), his handgun pointed at the door. As they got closer, he fell silent, reaching out before opening the door quickly, raising his weapon just in case..

"Ah, thanks," Isaac said, following Luke. He was glad Luke wasn't angry about it, but the man could be a little brusque, leaving Isaac feeling like he was being dismissed like a child. At Luke's prompt, Claire raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't have it any other way," she shot back. When Luke began giving orders, however, she shut up, following Luke to the store with Isaac close behind. Claire grabbed her crowbar, holding it ready, while Isaac wiped his sweaty hands on his pants and gripped his gun. At the scream, Isaac jumped back; Claire, however, just froze. That was a human scream, she thought. Could there be survivors in there? As voices rang out, the two peered into the seemingly abandoned CVS, one with curiosity, the other with apprehension. They were shocked to find not one, but five (?) survivors staring back at them with mixed expressions. They glanced over at Luke and waited for his next move, grips tightening on their weapons.

Jack didn't let his guard down an inch when the man in the doorway responded.
"Jack McDowell," he replied, his eyes skimming the others. When the girl with them began to walk forward he glanced at Gary and Eddie, who had both been out of sight with whatever weapon they could get their hands on. "Gary, Eddie, stand down." The older men obeyed and revealed themselves to the others. Gary walked over to his wife and laid a hand on her shoulder, pulling her protectively closer. Danielle came out of her corner to get a closer look at the new arrivals after the woman spoke of food and shelter.
"A whole town?" she asked, glancing at Jack, who's blue eyes were guarded as he thought over the proposal. He glanced between the men in the group, noticing their negative reactions.
"I'm not so sure your friends want us coming with you," he observed.
"Jack," Reagan warned softly, stepping forward slightly. Thinking about their daughter, she knew that a town with armed people like this would be much safer than their small little fort. Besides, they were running so low on supplies, it was about time they moved on.
"I wouldn't trust 'em as far as I could throw 'em," Eddie said, crossing his arms and peering at the scouts. "Don't think I could toss y'all very far at all."
From where she cowered silently in her sleeping bag, Lara suddenly spoke up, pointing her finger behind the new group in wide-eyed fear. "Biters!"
Sure enough, slowly ambling their way toward the source of the recent scream were a small band of walkers, picking up their pace once they saw the buffet layed out before them.