The Bright age (An action Horror RP) *Open/started.*

[spartan1077]

Bridget sighed.
Of course he can't remember. Although maybe....
She turned to him and lightly put her hand on his shoulder.
"Dan, how old are you" she asked sweetly.

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan winced slightly,
"Um, 18 I think. Yeah...18. Why do you ask?"
Shit...

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget giggled and puffed out her chest.
"You know, if no one else is alive. I figured we could repopulate" she said, giggling and blushing while she said it.
stop flirting with random strangers and watch the door.
She put her hand down to her skirt where the screwdriver had been ten remembered she had thrown it away and that she hadn't gotten dressed yet.

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan stared silently,
This is...weird...is she flirting? Maybe she's gone crazy.
Dan stood and put one foot against the wall and crossed his arms,
"Uh..."

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget giggled again at Dan's awkwardness.
"Anyways, we can talk about that later. I have a couple questions though. First, do you have any clothes? I don't want to stand around in my underwear for ever and two, do you have any pointy things? Like knives or swords?" Bridget asked looking down at her attire.
Maybe I shouldn't get dressed
She started shivering from the cold and rubbed her arms to keep warm.

 

[Venom 3135]

"S-sorry, no clothes..."
He reached into his pocket and pulled ut the glass knife. He stared at her before handing it to her,
"Anything else?"

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget grabbed the glass knife and inspected it.
Sharp, pointy, and dangerous. Not too big though but at least it's sharp.
"Thanks and no I don't need anything else, right now at least. You have other weapons though?" Bridget exclaimed, moving over nesxt to the door and making sure it was closed properly. She then walked over to her makeshift bed and laid the knife beside it.
I wish it would be warmer

 

[Venom 3135]

"Uh...Bridget...do you want me to go outside and find you some clothes?"
He smiled as he walked towards her.
Try and be as nice as possible...
"Wait, I told you how old I was, but what about you?"

 

[Amzer]

Wolfe stirs...Hearing shouts from below. He had been standing in the same spot for quite a long time.
The turret...
He rushed over, and flipped the switch, and the turret had paused, and not moved.
"It's safe to come up!" Wolfe yelled, down to those below.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget smiled at Dan.
"I'd love to find some clothes with you. And does it matter how old I am?" Bridget giggled again before grabbing the glass knife and walking over to Wolfe.
"We won't be gone long" she whispered into his ear before moving to the door and looking at Dan.
Clothes shopping?

 

[Amzer]

"I'm coming with you guys. I...I don't want to be left alone when my father knows where I am..." Wolfe said, as he followed them
I'll be damned if he comes near them...
Wolfe unslung his rifle, and continued to move, but began to shake, out of fear.

Spoiler: OOC

Ah...Being the odd man out because of age sucks...Atleast I can be called the older of the party, now.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget shrugged.
Wolfe and Dan following me. And clothes shopping? I hope they have money
Bridget laughed a little at her own joke before looking at the glass knife.
Nowhere to put it
She shrugged again and held it in her hand.

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan left with Bridget and walked slowly and silently down the street with her,
"So...that guy who you were talking to...who is he?"
Be cool...
He looked down at her,
"And your age is kind of important..."

 

[Amzer]

"I'm...right behind you, you know."
Wolfe kept in pace, watching Dan, simply out of his own newly deluded paranoia.
I swear I need to stop trusting some of these people...
He suddenly began to shake even more, until he slowed, and could not keep pace any longer.

 

[spartan1077]

Spoiler: OOC

Going out to lunch-be back in an hour or so-you can continue the RP without my ofcourse

Bridget grabbed Dan's hand as they walked. She looked over to Dan then up to Wolfe.
"That's Wolfe. I forget his first name" she said, giggling.
Hand-in-Hand.
She smiled again.
"My age is 16" she said, hoping that no one would complain that she was too young.

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan noticed that she suddenly grabbed his hand.
"I know...Wolfe..." He replied to him.
"That's fine..." He said to her.
He stopped with her and looked back to Wolfe,
"You ok?"
She's holding my hand? Sudden...

 

[Amzer]

Wolfe seemed to come to a halt. He didn't move...Nothing but just standing there, seemingly stuck in a dream like trance.
He began to talk to himself.
"Father...Are you alright?"
"Son...These were your grandfather's. He passed them down to me..."
"Wait...But those are yours?"
"Son...I don't have long to live. I'm handing these down to you while I still can..."
"Yes...But...Your rifle, and knife?"
"Yes...Now, go, and please, don't return. The miracle cure has a side-effect. I don't want you to see me, or your mother when it takes its toll."
"Alright...Goodbye...Father"
"...Future meal..."
Wolfe snapped out of it...looking relatively paranoid.

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan let go of Bridget and quickly walked closer to Wolfe,
"Are you ok?" He asked.
Suddenly he felt a great pain in his chest. He ignored it and tried to block it out,
What the fuck is that?

 

[Amzer]

Spoiler: OOC

Ha and Bridget thinks she is surrounded by handsome guys...We both have our fair share of problems...

"Fine...Fine." Wolfe said, as he shook his head...
Weird fucking delusions...Just what I need right now...
He began to walk on, seeming to eye everything they passed.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget had not been paying attention to her surrondings as they walked. She had been humming a song she made up but stopped as Dan let go of her hand. She had looked back and saw Dan and Wolfe but nothing out of the ordinary. As they fell back in step she started singing her song.
"And we will march along the rows
To the fighting of the crows-" Bridget started before stopping and looking at a abandoned building. She pointed to it and grasped Dan's hand. She brought her knife up in the other hand and pulled Dan along.
And don't forget Wolfe
She looked back and pointed again, this time with the knife. She was pointing at a clothing store that seemed run down, that had two infected walking nearby.