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~ strawberry && hurtful rp ~

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix, not having any recent experience in driving, flung himself over to the drivers seat and took over. He was grateful she didn't ask him to fire, but he shot her a look. This was an even more awful idea than telling him to shoot, but he kept his mouth shut and steered as best he could. "My driving is shitty but it seems you can manage," he shouted to her. He swerved a bit, but that was uncontrollable considering he was just leaned over. "Aim for the tires, not their heads!" Nix didn't want them dead, they didn't seem dangerous. Obviously, they were running away and not fighting back. Not a moment after those words left his lips, did he realise that she wasn't going to listen. I'm wasting my breath.

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"We're going to die. That's it," Arabella was on the verge of a full blown panic. Gripping the seat until her fingers turned stark white, "I lived my life, and it's over. I spent more than half my life locked away and afraid of people and here I am with a complete stranger and I'm about to die." Her grip didn't lighten, but she turned to the stranger, "are you okay? You don't look so good," his face was paling and she could see beads of sweat start to form. Lifting a hand, Arabella placed a cold hand on his forehead, he probably needed the coolness.

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna proudly returned to her seat, gripping the wheel tightly before informing Nix of her success.
"Of course I wasn't gonna kill them. I hit their car, it'll give up anytime now", She said and looked at the car that was clearly slowing down with every turn it took.
"I gotta hand it to em, though. They've put up quite a fight", She said and stuffed the gun back in her pocket.
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Brad realized that the car was gonna give up anytime soon. He felt the girl's cold hand on his forehead, it felt awfully good but he needed to focus.
"It's not looking very good for us, is it?", He said, feeling the car slowing down bit by bit. He took a deep breath, as he noticed that they were approaching a concrete roadblock.
"This is gonna hurt like a motherfucker, I'm sorry", He simply said and hit the breaks. Inevitably, the car that had been chasing them, getting closer and closer by the second, crashed into them with such a force that Brad was thrusted forward and so was his car. The air-bag hit his face with full-force, but that didn't exactly make things better.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix raised a brow at her, "I'm surprised they're still alive," he admitted. "You seemed intent on stopping them any way you could," he looked proud towards her. No one was killed. Nix was content, shifting his gaze back towards the car ahead of them. It was slowing down incredibly, so fast they were closing in on it rather quickly. "Hey, don't you think we should slow down a bit?" Nix shifted uncomfortably in his seat, he had a bad feeling stirring in the gut of his stomach. The car in front of them screeched to a sudden halt, and their own hit them at full force. He managed to swing his arm out in front of Kenna, out of instinct, and felt the airbag pop him suddenly back into his seat.

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Arabella pulled her hand back slowly, processing his apology, "What are y-," the air bag cut her off by exploding into the side of her head. Her ears were ringing and she tasted blood, the regret bar she was imagining of joining him instead of staying at the hospital slowly rising. "Uugh," she groaned, reaching a hand out to make sure his head was still at least attached. "Are you okay?" She mumbled out, pushing the airbag away from her face.

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna didn't know why she didn't instantly stop the car. She froze when she realized the other car had stopped moving, and for a second there she was kinda curious how it would feel to be in a car-crash. The answer turned out to be excruciatingly painful. She wasn't sure if the air-bad had made it worse or better, it felt like a smack in the face when it inflated in front of her. She could feel Nix arm, trying to keep her down, but it was no use, the force of the hit was too great,
"You good?", She mumbled, but she couldn't even hear her own voice at that point, the sound of the crash had made her temporarily deaf. Blood was pouring out of her nose, making her look more injured than she actually felt.

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Brad looked at the girl and nodded. "I've taken a beating worse than this", He said and coughed up some blood before swinging the car- door open, taking the bag as best as he could in his left hand and holding a hand out with his right.
"You don't have to come with me, but I'd strangely prefer it if came, which I don't say often. But if you do decide to come with, there's a big chance that you'll die. But if you stay, I'd say the chance remains", He said. The other car seemed in worse shape than theirs, he reckoned they had about a minute before the others were ready to carry on with the chase.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix moaned, his back felt like he'd pulled his lower back out again, or he probably did. It didn't matter right now. "I think," he wiped some blood off his face. His eyebrow was split, but he couldn't feel it. "You got uh," he pointed towards his own nose, "you okay?" Concern flashed over his face for a second before it was gone again. Nix pushed the air bag down with his hands, "damn, I thought you were taught how to drive?" He chuckled to himself a bit. The action felt foreign. It hurt to even do that. "Can you walk right now? They got our stash," he gave a pointed look out the now shattered windshield.

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Arabella struggled to push the airbag away from her, reaching for her bag and pulling it onto her shoulder. Climbing out of the car, Arabella hurried as fast as she could manage, the bullet in her calf making its presence known once again. "Everything hurts," she mumbled. "Honestly," she grabbed his sleeve for support, "you might end up dead with me around but, if you're willing to risk it," she trailed off with a sheepish smile. "But, you can decide that later or ditch me whenever," Arabella tugged his sleeve for them to start moving and started walking, "we don't have time for chit-chat." This was new to her, having freedom and being out and involved, even if it were just a few people, in the world. She wasn't sure if she liked it.

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna tried to wipe away the blood, but it was no use since it kept on streaming down her face.
"I've got two legs, don't I? Of course I can walk", She said, and tried to open the door, but the impact must've done something to it cause she couldn't even budge the damn thing. She began rolling down the window, trying to keep an eye on the runners.
"They're gonna hide somewhere. Try to stitch each other up", She said and tried to crawl out the window. Luckily, she wasn't that big, so she succeeded after a while. But it wasn't pain-free.
"I can do this on my own if you want", She said and pulled out the gun from before, reloading it with shaking hands before stuffing it into her pocket. Kenna loved a challenge, but this was a bit much even for her. But it was a mission, she wasn't giving up anytime soon.
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"Duly noted", He said and tried to help her walk. His head was spinning, but other than that, he was fine. After a while, his body rejected the feeling of pain, there was just to much of it. And even though his body was breaking with every single step, he kept on walking. He knew the neighborhood, he had some clients in the area.
"There's ought to be somewhere to go--", He mumbled and looked around, and saw a veterinary clinic. Perfect, he thought as he pulled her towards it.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix scoffed lightly, "what, and I just stay here like a sitting duck?" He pushed against his own door, and after a few minutes of pushing, it opened. Well, not opened, but more so it fell off and it the ground in a noisy mess. He stumbled out, attempted to stretch which made him wince, and looked up at the sky. "We might want to hurry," he frowned, "it's going to be night in just a few hours. I don't feel like running into anymore zombies. One was enough." He pulled the gun out of his ankle holster and caught up with Kenna. "See anywhere they might've gone?" He looked around.

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Arabella gritted her teeth with every step, "fuck, this hurts." Of course it hurts, it's a bullet wound. She looked behind them, not seeing anyone. "I think we lost them, at least for now." Taking a breath, Arabella thought back to when she first spoke to him. "Hey," she furrowed her brows, "what did you mean when you said everyone turned into nutjobs? What's happened?" She might as well try to get in touch with the real world now that it seems nothing would be the same.

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna nodded.
"Yeah. We need to get back soon, I bet everyone's worried", She though this was a one-day job, but as it turned out, it seemed to have become much more. And besides all the pain, she kinda enjoyed it. But just a little bit. Tracking them proved to be difficult, her legs were shaking and she felt like she was going to pass out anytime. Maybe they should rest? The possibility of the other's being well enough to get far was small, but she still felt like she was failing the mission if she took a break from it. So she pushed through.
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Brad stepped inside the clinic and looked around. He spotted a faucet and decided that cleaning the wound probably would be a smart first-step.
"Well, first the news went crazy. Talked about zombies and shit, like a bad horror-movie playing out. I didn't believe it, thought it was some weird flu. But then pictures and videos started leaking. It was as if everyone, all at once, just lost their mind and started eating other people! I mean, it does kinda sound like zombies but they're not really. I mean, I don't think they eat brains only...", He shook his head and let the water run on his arm, as well as quickly drinking some.
"Either way, everything started falling apart a couple of days ago. And I guess people are evacuating to different military bases, if they can afford it that is", He explained and then stepped aside to let her use the faucet.
"They're gonna look around here. We probably shouldn't stay for long."

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix glanced over at Kenna, her face was pale and she was caked in blood. "Let's find an empty house first," he suggested, "give us a bit of time to rest up and recover some before charging into this again. I can't imagine them being able to get anywhere anytime soon with the wounds they collected." His eyes darted over each house; they all looked the same, only some differences here and there. Nix then spotted a pale yellow house, the over grown grass and lack of cars in the driveway an indication that it had been empty for some time. "Why don't we go there?"

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Arabella frowned, hearing the news made her unsettled. Her first thought shot straight to the question: what happened to her father? She hadn't heard much from him a few weeks prior to her being forced to stay at the hospital. She dipped her face towards the faucet, the cool water soothing her desert-dry throat. Arabella wiped her mouth and looked at his arm, "should we take the rest of that out?" She pointed at the arrow, "I imagine it'll get infected soon." Her gaze then drifted to her bloodied pants leg, "also, should this also be taken out or is it safe to stay there?" She feared the pain she would be in if she had to take it out and bit her lip.

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna wanted to protest, but she knew better.
"Maybe just a place to wash up", She said and headed towards the yellow house, every step was painful. Nix didn't seem to be doing great either, he walked in away that made her suspect that his back had been injured. Which wasn't too odd, since he had just been in a car crash.
"The zombie's will probably start showing up anytime now", She said and looked at the sun, that was slowly descending. "We've got one hour. At best", She said.
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Brad took out a bottle of pills from his pocket, and then looked at the surgical table.
"Take four of these, and I'll get your bullet out. I've done it two times before", He said and handed her the pills. She didn't need to know that one of the two patients he had had bled to death. To be fair, the man had been shot twice. And he was kinda old. Brad started scavenging in the pantries after tools, he didn't find much, probably because most people needed medical supplies during times like these. The place was basically empty, though he did find some napkins, and tweezers he assumed were used to pick ticks off of dogs. It would do.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix frowned, looking around. "This is going to be one helluva night," he sighed out, rubbing a hand down his face. "Is the medication even worth it at this point," he mumbled to himself. He pushed his body to keep going, and climbed the steps to the front door. Locked. Raising a brow, he moved slowly towards the window right next to it and pushed it up. A small smile appeared as it slid up smoothly. "Just a sec." He climbed through the window as gracefully as he could, which wasn't graceful at all, and unlocked the door for Kenna. "I figured your body wasn't up to climbing through," he shrugged before stepping more into the house and plopping down onto a plush couch.

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Arabella gave him an incredulous look towards his experience with bullet removals, but it quickly wiped away. There's not being shocked anymore, she thought. "What are these?" She popped them into her mouth and swallowed anyway and sat down onto the vets metal slab of a table. "Bark bark," she whispered to herself and giggled. She untied the boot and slowly pulled it off her foot, examining the hole now in the back of it. "Great." She sighed as she tossed it onto the floor and swung her legs a bit. "Is it going to hurt?"

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
Kenna was about to protest the implication that she was not fit to break into a house on her own, but she was too exhausted to even bother. She happily stepped inside with one destination in mind - the kitchen. She washed her face, the blood had stopped pouring for once and now she looked semi-normal again. Except her nose was swollen, and she walked like an old lady. She then started scavenging after food. Checked every pantry twice, and the only thing she could find was some cans of tuna. Or were they cat-food? Better than nothing, she thought and opened it up with one of the kitchen knives. She grabbed a fork and another can for Nix, and entered the living room, offering her finds to him by throwing the can on the living-room table and then sitting down on the armchair and digging in.
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"Not after the amount of painkillers you took", He mumbled while washing her hands. He didn't wanna scare her, but he had realized that those pills weren't meant to be ingested many at once. One every twenty-four hours, it said on the bottle. He stuffed it into his pocket and decided to hope for the best. Worst case scenario would be that she passed out for a bit, which could feel quite good. Like a nap, sorta. When he had finished washing his hands, he dried them off and looked at the bullet-wound. He took a deep breath, and began the 'surgery'.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix stared at the can, mustering up the energy energy to lean up and grab it. After about two minutes, he forced himself forward, grunting as he did so, and picked up the can. He ate slowly, enjoying the food. At this point, he didn't know when he'd eat again, considering how this trip had gone so far. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower," he said after swallowing the last bite. Nix got to his feet, and shuffled in the direction of the hall, searching for a bathroom, and found it immediately. The light was still on, as if someone had left for a few minutes rather than a while, and shuffled in, shutting the door behind him. Quickly stripping off his clothes, Nix turned the handle all the way to the left for the hot water and stepped in. The water immediately soothed his back.

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Arabella felt it kick in within ten minutes, her head felt light and she was calm. "Woooow," she breathed out. This was a new feeling for her. She noticed Brad walking over and laid down on her stomach, calf upwards so he could get the bullet out. Crossing her arms, Arabella laid her head on them and relaxed. "This feels so nice," she said happily. "I should take more of these," she joked. She rolled her head onto the opposite side she originally had it on and watched Brad. "Where'd you learn to do this?"

Hurtful
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hurtful wrote:
"We don't have time for--", Kenna didn't finish the end of the sentence before he was gone. She sighed and finished her can in silence. The zombies were gonna make their mission a hundred times more complicated, but it other ways, it would make it easier. She would easily bet that the runners were scared of zombies, which would ensure that they would stay at a hidden location. Hidden was a disadvantage, but stay was an advantage. A still target is a easy target.
She continued her scavenging in the kitchen and succeeded in finding some sweets, oddly. She stuffed them into her pocket and casted a glance at herself through one of the mirrors hanging on the living-room wall, above the fireplace. Small specs of dried up blood were scattered all cross her bruised face. But this wasn't a new thing to her, looking bruised that is. Training for combat her entire life made it impossible to not get bruised sometimes, although she admitted that she hadn't had bruises in a long time.
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Brad opened his mouth and closed it again. Telling her the truth probably wouldn't matter, she was so high she'd probably forget everything he said. But he still felt weird diving into details like that with a complete stranger.
"Hey, what's your name?", He asked as he carefully took out the bullet. "I'm Brad", He then said.

StrawberryAvalanche
Streetmusician

StrawberryAvalanche wrote:
Nix stood there for a few minutes, just taking in the comfort of the heat and pressure that beaded on his sore back. He then began to clean off the dirt and grime from himself, finishing up his shower rather quickly. He wrapped the towel around himself and looked through his clothes, only pulling on the bottom half of his outfit for right now. He assumed they weren't leave for a bit, gathering up his jacket and shirt in his arms. He also wanted to look through the wardrobes here, it wasn't like they were coming back for their stuff, whatever they had left. He towel-dried his hair quickly and stepped out of the bathroom, cautiously peering into the bedrooms. He moved towards a closed door and went to open it, revealing a couple lying still in the bed. Lifeless. Nix didn't know whether to feel sick or sad, "Kenna." His voice was barely a whisper.

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Arabella grinned cheekily, "Arabella!" She gazed at the bullet that once resided in her leg, "this is going to hurt tomorrow, isn't?" She grumbled. She felt her eyelids start to weigh down more, a lot more, than usual, but fought them to stay open. Who knew when they would have to run off again. "How long do you think we have until we have to leave again?" She asked. "Unless," she started, "I wasn't going with you?" She didn't want to impose on the guy, even despite the circumstances. He seemed to have enough on his plate already.

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