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FITZZ wrote: @ Nachos...

If Andy and Kara are tracking the transmiter that was dug out of Ghostys character...and are checking the house he's in shouldn't the address be " Sean O' Brian 522 Chestnut Way"??...or where they checking the neighbors address ?...

Any who...I'll give ghosty the oppertunity to do an RP ...but yes...the Andy/Kara+ Ryan/Holly/Sean situation WILL be an event...

They were looking at the neighbor's address. Sean would know that he didn't call the plumbers himself so Andy and Kara are pretending that they got the wrong address to see who answers.

halonachos wrote:

FITZZ wrote: @ Nachos...

If Andy and Kara are tracking the transmiter that was dug out of Ghostys character...and are checking the house he's in shouldn't the address be " Sean O' Brian 522 Chestnut Way"??...or where they checking the neighbors address ?...

Any who...I'll give ghosty the oppertunity to do an RP ...but yes...the Andy/Kara+ Ryan/Holly/Sean situation WILL be an event...

They were looking at the neighbor's address. Sean would know that he didn't call the plumbers himself so Andy and Kara are pretending that they got the wrong address to see who answers.

Ahhh...ok gotcha..my bad.

FITZZ wrote:

halonachos wrote:

FITZZ wrote: @ Nachos...

If Andy and Kara are tracking the transmiter that was dug out of Ghostys character...and are checking the house he's in shouldn't the address be " Sean O' Brian 522 Chestnut Way"??...or where they checking the neighbors address ?...

Any who...I'll give ghosty the oppertunity to do an RP ...but yes...the Andy/Kara+ Ryan/Holly/Sean situation WILL be an event...

They were looking at the neighbor's address. Sean would know that he didn't call the plumbers himself so Andy and Kara are pretending that they got the wrong address to see who answers.

Ahhh...ok gotcha..my bad.

Its perfectly alright, I wrote it when I was kind of tired so my presentation was probably off.

Is it too late to join? I most likely kill my character after a week though...

Player: Morathi's Darkest Sin
Character: Elizabeth Crawley - 'Scarlett'
Race/affiliation: Vampire
Physical Description: Tall at 6'0in, very much so for here birth era, was considered a bit of a freak by locals of her home town in 1470. Slim, athletic with long natural bright red hair that seems to glow with an deeper red, fresh after a feed.
Equipment: Various, her wealth allows her to access a certain ammount of items, of if desperate her supernatural abilities allows to take what she needs. She has access to Silver bullets just in case Werewolves want to interfere with her plans.
Backstory: The daughter of Lord Sebastian Crawley of Cambridge, born in 1450, she was turned into a Vampire in 1471 by Daniel Thynne. It was supposed to be some kind of punishment for her lifestyle at the time, but it only brought out the worst in her and she adjusted to her new 'life' a little too easily. In late 1680 she decided to leave England and made her way to Boston. She adjusted to life in America over the years, finding new ways to make money, during the changes of the Twentieth Century she found a new love of music and the media. She moved across several locations taking advantage of free love and the hippy revolution to check parts of the US she had not dared attempt to reach before. Music really captured her attention and she spent twenty years making a lot of money running a nightclub in Las Vegas. However other threats and news that an old rival had surfaced forced her to move on. She came to Empire City in mid 1989 and has quickly found a new home for herself within the shadows of the nightlife there.
Location/resources: Owns 'The Aphasia' Nightclub in Empire City. Has a hidden Sanctuary somewhere on the premises, also has a Haven elsewhere in the city.
Vehicle: Has a red 1974 Corvette Stingray Coupe
Other info: Scarlett hates being told no, it makes her angry when she doesn't get her own way. This has got her into trouble in the past, but she seems unwilling to learn from those mistakes. She also really hates Werewolves, sees them as walking furcoats.

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[OOC - have also posted a expanded version to FITZZ, and will wait for his say so before I attempt to join in ]

Welcome MDS, thats a nice char you have there

More meat for the grinder.

Jack the Ripper was a hunter you know.

http://www.gamespot.com/news/6232146.html

halonachos wrote:Jack the Ripper was a hunter you know.

http://www.gamespot.com/news/6232146.html

Whooo ..... looks interesting.

Isaac was still cruising around town, for two nights thy had seen feth all, this city was a waste. It was full of diesease and depression. It's inhabitants needed to dissappear, the sooner the better. Spotting a man on the corner of the street in the uniform of a police officer.
Suzie jumped out form the van, her hair was a mes and she was flailing around;
OFFICER, HELP ME!!
There, there lass, everything will be OK, Just tell me what happened in the van,
I can show you.
Suzie dragged the officer to the door. Hands, impossibly strong, reached out form the darkness of the van grabbing the officer by his shirt, pulling him into the van. Suzie climbed in after, the officer didn't even have time to scream

Well done suzie, you did well, now for this mortal's fate.Now Mortal you will tell me where this 'Pinkerton' lives
And what if i dont tell you, big man? Huh?
Then you will die in excrutiating pain wishing you hadn't been such a gakking feth head. First your left pinky, then i will move through all of your extra limbs untill you die in a pool of your own blood.
Longinus pulled out one of his shortswords and poised it above the officers pinky
Okay, Okay just dont hurt me, I don't know where he lives but Johnny does, he was in that alleyway.
Longinus enjoyed watching the officer cringe as Isaac removed all of his credentials and his side arm. The van van then rolled up to the alley way. Suzie and Isaac stepped out levelling their handguns at Johnny.
Step in the van or die piggy.
Johnny used all of his willpower not to rise to the insult but having three handguns leveled at him was a good enough motivator.
Well Johnny, where is Pinkerton's residence
Just tell him what he wants and we'll get out alive, he's a fething psycho

Longinus had fun watching the two officers squirm in the back. Now they were tied up and gagged.
where should we let them go?
[i]back where we found them, but right now they are a liability and will expose us as soon as they can
They tried to get away and scream from the madman and the woman approching them with what looked like surgical tools before passing out.
As they woke they couldn't see, why the feth couldn't they see. Johnny tried to raise a shout to passer bys but all that came out was soundless air.
(Longinus has cut out their eyes and their voiceboxes and left them with a note saying" To Detective pinkerton, this will continue to happen untill you are all gine, yours sincerly A. wolf)

Ryan contemplated his next move for a little too long. After all, he wasn't aware that there were hunters, closing in on him at the very moment. Too slow did he realise his folly, as he smelt gunmetal, and the steady heart beat of cold blooded killers on the door steps...

OOC: Just setting it up for the event.

@ MDS..I read your PM/Backstory and loved it...please feel free to continue here in the RP...

@ Larkin...Nice one,and would appearer Longinus is attempting to divert attention to the Wolves.

@ Nachos & ghosty..

Going to treat this encouter as a player event...
You both know the drill...

Nachos PM me with Andy and Karas actions...
Ghosty Pm me with Ryan,Sean and Holly (if any) actions..

NOTE:...This is not a combat situation yet...PMs will determine if it becomes a combat situation and I will do the write up Event leading to combat...

I'll then want your Pm'ed Combat actions.

Also,I'd like to quickly add ...to all "inactive" Pcs..I'd appreciate a PM letting me know if you plan to bow out of the RP...this way you or I can effectively kill your character off.

Now,of course I understand that life happens,but for those who haven't posted an RP in a few days...let me know what you wish to do..

The phone burst into life, the triple ring tone bouncing off the walls of the small chamber. It was pitch black inside the room, no light existed within the walls once the door was sealed. Elizabeth Crawley liked it that way. Slowly sitting up she groaned and tried to focus herself, the worst hangover imaginable was the best way she had heard 'day walking' described by one of her Vampire friends back in Las Vegas.

A thickness of self, like a shroud over your own mind, confusing you intially, making you slow to react, to move. Maybe a final joke cast upon them by an angry God. She didn't know, she didn't care, all that mattered was she was slow and sluggish during the day, and she hated it.

Lifting herself up into a sitting position, she felt the silk nightdress snag under her frame and she staggered to her feet, forcing the blood in her system to move, to help clear her thoughts. This would cause her to require some kind of substance a lot sooner tonight that she would like. Cursing under her breath, she brushed the long red hair out of her face, it had already grown to the length it was after her embrace many years ago, somewhere just short of the middle of her back. Angrily she did her best to ignore it, and grasped at the source of the unholy noise that echoed throughtout her mind.

She recognised the voice of her thrall on the other end, although she did wonder what she would have said had it been anyone else. Sandra would be at the Aphasia, or near to it. Elizabeth, or Scarlett as she refered to herself to everyone in Empire City had brought the two flats behind the Nightclub back in the nineties. Sandra lived in one, while Scarlett 'entertained' guests in the other. Her thrall was excited, with a hint of worry in her voice, something was troubling her. Scarlett listened carefully to the panicked words.

'That sounds like the damned wolves have finally lost their minds, are they looking to be seen by the media. the station, really. they didn't think that might cause them issues.' She said slightly annoyed, not entirely sure if this was something that required a 'day' call. If the damn fleabags wanted to wipe themselves out, that was up to them.

The excited voice continued to chatter down the line. As Scarlett listened she frowned and nodded slowly to herself.

'Hmm, that's a little more precise, almost surgical in its application, I would guess one of my fellows pulled that and I have a suspiscion I could guess who.' Even in her anger at the day call, it was entering her mind how dangerous this situation could be, if Werewolves exist, why not Vampires.

The voice quietly mumbled a few words.

'No, don't worry about it, The Aphasia will be fine, they all know to behave there, even Sindri, well before his ban. Just keep to the daily schedule Sandra and I'll be there after dark.'

Carefully placing the reciever back down onto the handset she walked through the darkness and flicked on the radio, turning the dial until the police channel burst into life. She had spent too long perfecting hiding in the nightlife of mortals, finding groupies who thought they where taking part in a game, or not even aware of they had been drunk from. Using drink and the atmosphere of a Nightclub to confuse the senses of her guests. It was the perfect hiding place, but if Werewolves, Vampires became common knowledge, then everything she knew was forfit.

Rubbing her temple, she walked over and fell gracefully onto the silk sheets of her bed. It was still a long while until she could look into the events of the previous night out on the streets, but even in rest she could acknowledge anything of importance to come over the Police chatter with her subconsious mind. She just had to hope that others also relaised how dangerous this situation could become, and although the thought troubled her, maybe she should even consider contacting Pontius.

...Excelent introduction RP MDS, really liking what your doing here.

Pinkertons cell phone rang again,he answered i t quickly and with some agitation...
"Pinkerton." he said,in a clearly iritated tone...his ealier brief conversation with Crossman having put him out of sorts.
" Detective Pinkerton.." the voice at the other end said " This is Agent Nash again...sorry to disturb you...but..I've just been informed an incident has occured at your residents.."
" What?..." Pinkerton said " What are you talking about Nash?...what sort of Incident?"
" Details are still a bit sketchy...but as I understand it..two bound and mutilated Patrol men were found on your doorstep" Nash said..
" What??.." Pinkerton almost shouted..."When?"
" Just a few moments ago." Said Nash " And appaently there was a warning attached ...directed at you...stating this would continue until you are all gone...that make sense to you Detective?"
Pinkerton paused,it did...but he didn't know if he trusted Nash enough to mention it...
" It was also signed ..." Nash Continued.." A. Wolf...that name ring any bells with you detective?"
" More than you know" Pinkerton mummbled..
" Say again Detective.." Nash said " I didn't hear you..."
Pinkerton sighed " Look Nash...I'll be in the office shortly...and..I'll fill you in on everything I know..everything."
" I'd greatly apreciate that Detective.." Nash said..
" Oh and Nash.." Pinkerton said " Organize a squad for an operation tonight...I have a feeling we're going to have a situation."
" What sort of situation? " Nash asked...but Pinkerton had already hung up the phone.

Pontius knelt in the center of a great pentacle, it's angles drawn in his own blood, the scribing taking most of the day. Another pentacle of a size nearly as large as the one he now sat within. The stilled tongue of Rasputin the Sage lay within, a bloody mist circling and coiling above the great pentacle. The Roman chanted in the tongue of forgotten Hypos, drawing his iron gladius across his powerful forearms as he did so, spilling more of his blood onto the floor. He slid the blade under the meat of his arm, prying it loose with a pained grunt. He drew a line across his face, peeling the flesh from his visage and revealing the gleaming bone beneath. After several more hours of flaying himself, the vampire stood naked in his ossified shell before the pentacle, his sloughed meat laying beneath him. Lifting the gladius above his head, he plunged it into his skull, cracking the brain pan with a loud crack. A red mist snaked from his jaws, twisting and roiling as it left his body as it clattered to the basement floor. The mist continued to rise, seeping through the crack under the door, and curling out into the air, seeping through the mouth and eyes of an unfortunate passerby. He gurgled as the mist took control, wearing him as armor against the hated sun. Climbing into his host's car, he drove off in the direction of Empire City...


Stepping out of the borrowed car, Pontius walked out to the phone booth, intent on the package within. Opening the door, he slipped inside, grasping the brown parcel.

Player Event...Part I....

Double checking their weapons, Andy and Kara cautiously approached the home form which the transmitor signal had come.
Kara looked at Andy and nodded.." Be ready for anything she said,Andy nodded in return..
With a sigh,Kara knocked upon the front door and braced herself...
Andy tilted his head,hearing faint voices inside...he reached into his bag and griped his weapon..

A moment later the door opened, a well dressed man smiled at the two.." Yes.." he said, a slight look of puzzlement on his face " Can I help you?"
Kara spoke in a calm and friendly manner " Evening sir..we're with Monroe Plumbing.." She smiled " Are you Mr. Joseph Pattern?"..
The man at the door offered a slight smile in return..." No...I'm afraid you have the wrong house." he said " Joe lives over there.." the man gestured to the house across the street.." Doesn't look like he's home though."
Kara made a huffing noise "Damn it..stupid dispatcher.." she said " Oh pardon me sir.." she faked embarasment .
The man smiled again " It's quite alright.."
" Sir..." Kara said " I wonder if I could trouble you to let me use your phone?...the company won't permit us to carry cell phones and I'd like to attempt to contact Mr. Pattern and see if he'll be returning soon....just so we won't be standing around waiting all day...and to hopefully avoid making another trip out."
The man at the doors smile vanished...he seemed to struggle with himself for a moment...then he sighed.." I suppose you can.." he said " But I must ask you to be very brief...my...wife is ill and I don't wish for her to be disturbed."
" We understand Sir...we'll be quick." Kara said..

Inside the house,crouched in the bedroom next to Holly,Ryan listened as the pair entered the house with his brother... He could smell the gun oil of their weapons ...Hunters for sure he thought.

" Thank you so much Mr..." Kara said offering her hand as she entered the house,Andy following close behind.
" O'Brian.." The man said glancing nervously about " Call me Sean please.." he shook Karas hand.."sweaty " she thougt " He's nervous about something."
" Phones right here " Sean said ,moving to stand in front of the door to the room in which his brother and the strange woman were hiding in.
" Thank you Sean" Kara smiled as she fake dialed and number and went through an improvised conversation with an imagined customer..

As Kara continued with the charade of the conversation,Andy glanced about the room...he noticed a small cloth covered in drying blood sitting on a table.." Wow..did you have an accident.Mr. O'Bryan ?" he asked Sean..fieghning Concern.

Seans eyes followed Andy's .." No..No...Just cleaned up a bit of Paint...that's all" Sean said quickly..." Finished that call have you?" he asked Kara.
Andy nodded " Paint my eye." he thought.." That's blood...and it's fresh.."
" Yes sir.." Kara said " Mr. Patterns said he should be back any minute..."
Sean knew this was a lie , his neighbor was out of town...he stiffened..

" You ok Sean?" Kara said.." You look a bit...strained...pale."
" Fine ..I'm Fine." Sean said..." Might have a touch of the cold my wife has is all."
" There's a wolf in this house ." Andy thought to himself..." Probably holding this poor guy hostage.." he noticed the way Sean kept blocking the door behind him..." In there " he thought

Kara spoke softly " Sean I was wondering...some of our associates lost a small device earlier...it looks sort of like this.." she presented a tracking device identical to the one that had been dug from Ryans body..." Have you ever seen one like this?"

Sean stared..his face blank and shook his head..." No...can't say as I have.." he said..

" That's strange...becuase...according to our equipment...theres a device like this one in this house.." Andy said..

Sean's face went white,he pushed his back firmly against the door.." I've told you I've not seen anything like it...now...just who are you people..?!!"

" Sean...It's ok...we can help you.." Andy said " Just relax and tell us where it is..." he and Kara begin to flank Sean,moving to opposite sides of the man..

" I don't need your help...nor do I want it" Sean yelled " No kindly leave my house..."

From the door behind Sean came a low growl...

" What's behind door number one Sean ?" Andy asked slowly advancing on the man..

" I've told you to leave!" Sean yelled again " Now do so before I call the Police..." his hand wraped around the handle of an iron fire poker nearby.

Andy glanced at Kara,who'd moved closer to the door...her hand sliding to her weapon.." Sean...I need you to step away from that door..." Andy said.

" Like Hell I will!" Sean said swinging the iron poker at Andy,who ducked and lunged for Sean wresteling him to the floor..

Glass shatered in the closed room and Andy turned to Kara as he attempted to control Sean's violent thrashing..." In There!!" Andy shouted " They're In There!!"

Kara kicked out at the locked door..knocking it from it's hinges...

What happens next?...stay tuned to find out...

For Nachos and ghosty...Kara has kicked the door open,Ryan had busted the window to escape and is halfway out...Holly had begun to panic and thus started to "Wolf out" (she's partialy transformed).
Kara has her weapon drawn and Andy is on the floor with Sean in a choke hold with one arm and his hand on his weapon with the other...

PMs Please.

@ Mordoskul...

Dude,great RP...and I honestly hate to do it...but...Crossman hasn't put the package in the booth yet...

He'd planned on doing it once he knew Pinkerton and the other Cops were there to "watch his back.."

(oooohh. Okaayy.... Alright, that's what I'm GOING to do when the time comes!)

Mordoskul wrote:(oooohh. Okaayy.... Alright, that's what I'm GOING to do when the time comes!)

Sounds good man....I'll set everything up and your RP will fit right in with the actions.

Nice, I await your post.

BIC:...........Farming.........

Sky drove up to the farm, there was nothing unusal about the place except for the trained eye. The open space would make attackers visible, the wire was twained with silver and there was an abundance of lightpoles. This wasn't a easy walkover for unnatural things. "At least one thing they can." Sky tought. Colt grumbled as he tried to get out of the Mercedes. Pinkerton offered to help but Colt ignored him. "All I need is a smoke to get myself going" he muttered. Sky smiled a concussion and a broken arm and some other minor wounds and here he was. Colt was an amazing guy, it also lifted her feelings to see him getting back to normal. The door of the farm crept open and a man walked outside holding a hunting rifle. "Can I help you?" Colt glanced at the new arrival. "Danny, is that your way of meeting an old friend." "Colt? Thats you?" The man lowered his weapon as he joined the group. "Didn't recognise you with all that plaster." Colt whiffed. "Whatever Danny, just know i could still take you on." Danny laughed. "Yea, still got a scar to prove that." Danny showed his leftarm where a scarr ran across his hands. "Ah, what is a man without a scarr?" "Completly true." Danny replied. "And is this your famous apprentice?" He said eying Vegas. "None of you bussines." Sky replied. Danny raised his hands "Don't worry, there are no such things as non network hunters, in my eyes." He said while giving her a fat wink. Pinkerton looked at the three hunters talking to eachother. Werewolfs were a natural thing now, how did it ever come to this. He remembered Vegas words from last night "Hunter" she had named him. He didn't knew why but it had given his life a meaning, now that he knew about these things he couldn't let them live. Colt smiled as Danny gave him a fresh cigarret "You're my savior."He thanked Danny while inhaling the smoke deeply. "Lets get inside, don't want to much people asking questions." Danny said pointing at Sky's ripped FBI vest. They followed him into the farm.

When her eyes had adjusted to the new level of light, she could see another hunter coming down. A sniper. She hadn't see him, it looked like not all network hunters were screw ups. The man nodded when she greeted him. "So why this suprise visit?" Danny asked laying a pint down foreveryone. Danny looked at him. "I've never seen you around here boy, who are you?" "I'm detective Pinkerton." "A cop?" Danny said looking around to confirm that what he had heared was correct. "Crazy times." He muttered and downed his pint in one gulp. "Well lets talk then." Danny said. Vegas stood up. "I'm gonna sit this one out guys. Can i sleep here?" "Upstairs." Danny answered. She walked to the first floor and saw a room full of bunks. She chose one that looked somewhat clean and fell asleep. The worries of the past day laying heavy upon her soul.

OOC: I'll leave the interogation to you Fitzz, cause i have no idea what information he gots.

Thanks Silly...I'll do a "Pinkerton" write up later tonight...

For now,Dice have been rolled for part II of the player event...and..I must say...things got brutal...

I'll be doing the write up soon.


EDIT:...@ Nachos and ghosty...blood was spilled on both of your sides BTW...the dice gods were not very kind...sorry.

FITZZ wrote: Thanks Silly...I'll do a "Pinkerton" write up later tonight...

For now,Dice have been rolled for part II of the player event...and..I must say...things got brutal...

I'll be doing the write up soon.


EDIT:...@ Nachos and ghosty...blood was spilled on both of your sides BTW...the dice gods were not very kind...sorry.

Blood for the blood God!!

Player Event ...Part II

... " Jesus...there's two of them." Kara shouted as she stared into the room,her eyes locking with the woman who stood nearest to her in the midst of transformation,her blue hair a tussled wild mane..her eyes glowing the color of burning coals in the dim light of the confined room,her nails growing to talons...her mouth..drooling hungrily..a chasm of fangs.
" Holly don't!" The man at the window yelled stepping back into the room.
Kara gritted her teeth and squeezed the trigger of her pistol,the shot deafening in the confines of the house...the round barely missing the skull of the woman..punching a fist sized hole in the wall behind her..
" Stop please...we don't want this!!" Ryan screamed advanceing on the woman who was correcting her sights...

Andy continued his struggle with Sean,attempting to protect his chin and aim his riffle at the same time..." Kara !! Take the fething shot!!" he bellowed at his partner as he saw the man in the room approach..
He rasied his weapon and fired at the same time Sean thrust his elbow forcefully into his midsection...

Andy grunted as he squeezed the trigger,firing a wild burst into the room beyond him...the she-wolf letting out a pained cry as a round grazed her arm.

" God Damnit get off me!!" Andy yelled bringing the butt of his riffle up into Sean's chin knocking the flaying man out...

Kara,shook her head..focusing clearly on the female wolf in front of her and squeezed her trigger once again...her aim perfect this time the round meant to pass right through the things heart...
" No!!.." Ryan screamed diving to protect the woman...the killing round striking her in the shoulder instead...another baying howl of pain filled the house as the woman began to fully transform..

Kara righted her aim...she would not miss again...she drew down on her target,from the corner of her eye she caught a blur of motion...the man...Bryan...he'd transformed as well,ebony claws flashed and Kara felt pain explode in her midsection as she was thrown high into the air by the beast.

" Bastard !!" Andy bellowed sighting on the male wolf and firing...a round punching through the beast stomach...it turned and roared...
Andy aimed at the Wolves head...and...Jammed...Damn it...he franticlly cleared the stove piped round..

In his wolfish form...Ryan eyed the two hunters....the beast wanted blood...the beast wanted flesh...with his last remaining ounce of humanity...he turned quickly grabbing the wolf that was Holly by the arm..
Behind him...Weapons fire roared once more as Andy and a crumpled Kara both opened fire.

A second round of burning silver passed through Ryan as he crashed with Holly through the window and into the night..

Andy rushed to the window...his weapon raised...but the targets had vanished..." Feth!!" Andy yelled...turning to check on Kara.

" They're gone...both of them.." Andy said in obvious frustration..

From where she had landed on the floor Kara raised her face to Andy..." Got me.." she whispered..a tear slipping down her cheek...

" What...?" Andy asked in disbelief...

" I said.." Kara raised a bloody hand towards Andy..." It got me..."

Between the protective plates of her hidden body armour...blood trickled from the place where Ryans claws had punched into her side.


...There it is guys....

Grim on both sides of the fence...

Ryan has taken two wounds..
Holly has taken one..
Sean is knocked out...and basicly a prisoner now..
Andy is unharmed..
..and lastly...Kara...poor Kara...has been clawed by a Werewolf..

Ok...I'll be doing the Pinkerton/Hawthorne write up later...as well as setting up the "phone booth" event...

Look for a bit of intrigue and back stabbing in the very near future...

@ Ghosty and Nachos....hope neither of you are to disapointed in the outcome of your event....I meshed the PMs you both sent for actions,added a bit here and there for story sake and let the dice fall...

Ok...I'll be doing the Pinkerton/Hawthorne write up later...as well as setting up the "phone booth" event...

Look for a bit of intrigue and back stabbing in the very near future...

@ Ghosty and Nachos....hope neither of you are to disapointed in the outcome of your event....I meshed the PMs you both sent for actions,added a bit here and there for story sake and let the dice fall...

Andy stared at Kara's side, blood darkened the already dark blue of the uniform. The question of infection lingered in Andy's mind and he didn't know what he wanted to do. He put his arm around Kara's back and began to lift her up to take her to the van. He slowly eased her into the truck and he went back inside the house to get Sean. After loading the unconscious man into the back Andy began to drive back to the farm. Kara clenched her side in pain as the truck bumped along the road.

"You know how this is going to end." Kara said through clenched teeth.

"Yeah," Andy was still in shock, "yeah... I know, it doesn't end well."

"So what, what are you going to do?" she stared at Andy who bit his lower lip and shrugged.

"I guess we'll deal with it at the farm." Andy said, "See if you're infected..."

"You know I am." Kara cut him off, "You know what happens."

"Maybe it..." Andy started.

"That's how it works." Kara shed some tears, "That's the way its always worked."

"We'll deal with it at the farm." Andy focused back to the road, intent on getting there as fast as possible.