The RP
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Harley thought Elliot looked funny but it also made her sad that he was so fearful of her. Harley sighed as she emptied her pockets and took out her belt, throwing all of that onto the chair near the couch away from her. “I’m not trying to scare you, I’m trying to get to know you. So far, there are about four or five people that I have met, in this mansion now, that are capable of protecting themselves. I just wanna know how you survived until this point is all.”
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“it more seems to me that i am protecting everyone.” -i shrug and laugh a little- “but im practical the mamma papa bird here.”
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Harley laughed a bit, “More like the carefree/crazy uncle who just wants everyone to get along.”
Harley looked at Elliot sympathetically. “Understandable. Unfortunately that’s what we have to resort to. What’s your weapon choice?”
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“actually technically im the bad ass rich killer that everyone trust very quickly becasue im nice to people that live and i kill the dead.”
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Harley paused, “Yeah, still don’t trust you fully, but you’re still the crazy uncle.”
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“name me whatever you want i just dont except profanity names or other mean names.”
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Harley nodded, “Understandable. You’re too close to my age so I will decide later what’s your new name, calling you a crazy uncle, though right, would be weird….”
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Harley looked at the weapons with an appreciating look. “That’s an interesting blade you got there. The shotgun is in good shape as well as the blade.” Harley nodded in approval.
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Harley looked at Elliot surprised before a wide smile spread across her face, “That’s amazing, sad to say it doesn’t happen often, but that is great! I wonder what else she could make…..” Noticing that Elliot is eating she changed the topic. “There is other foods here if you want,” Harley looks at Kai for agreement.
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“Well uh um…sorry for interrupting…” I climb over the edge and swing down into the window. I look back up even through she can’t see me. “Hey stay safe..” I walk down the stairs searching for a while wondering where am I.
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-i nod- “yep a lifetime supply of food, weapons, and ammo and if all else fails i have another mansion further north i can take my plane and get out of here damn its nice being rich.” -i say looking at the two of them-
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*Bo looked out at the forest in the distance, it would probably take her a day to slink all the way to their with out attracting attention if she was lucky, she sighed but she wouldn’t survive long anyways. She had tried before but zombies roamed their too, it seemed that they were every where… She looked down at a lone zombie approaching the mansion, she looked away not wanting to see its torchured face. she noticed a glint of metal out of the corner of her eye she turned her head and saw a man with a rifle 1 building over on the roof pointing it at her. she blinked frozen with terror, how she got targeted by so many people she did not know. he mtioned the barrel of the gun towards her army back pack. she didn’t move to take it off but she did wrap an arm around Oryan before gulping and trying to slid off the edge of the roof. she herd the man say.”UT!”, before she herd the cocking of the gun. she stopped even more terrified shacking now. she made a decision and scooted off the roof with all her might before sticking to the wall, she heard a gun shot and braced her self as she might die then and now. but she didn’t die, she felt a searing pain in her leg and gasped in pain. Bo was glad though that the man did not shoot Oryan, she fumbled blindly in her bag and produced the pun, she took it off its safely shakily and herd the chock of the gun again, she dropped another foot and pointing the gun in the general direction of the shooter looking away she pulled the trigger their was a defining bang as they both shot at once. she didn’t look back but she herd a strangled cry a moment after she shot, she pulled her self into the window breathing hard. she unzipped her jacket releasing Oryan he whined distressed. she clutched her bleeding calf pained, she felt something run down her face it wasn’t sweat though it was blood. she ran her fingers over her cheek their was a stinging line where the mans bullet had grazed her. she was clutching her gun before chucking it away, she gulped and pressed on her leg a little pool of blood started to emit under her leg. she breathed raggedly trying not to scream in pain, Oryan whined before barking rapidly* (Thats what Bo gets for siting on a roof lol)
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I hear the gun shot I race back in the direction I saw the girl. As I run I check to make sure I am going in the right direction. I see the girl. “Hey, are you alright?” I say then I see the blood on her face. I open my bag and search for a moment until I get a medical bandage.
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“C-c-crazy g-guy Sh-Sh-shot me”, she stuttered terrified and in pain. She slid her hand a little to show her leg wound but saw blood start to come up and quickly put it back, she felt light headed at the sight of that much blood.
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I pull a chair out of the corner. “Here sit down and I’ll get supplies ready.” I go back to my bag and pull out a water bottle and a bottle of rubbing alcohol with a clean rag. I move next to the girl that is now in the chair. “This will sting.” I pour some water over the wound. Then I put some of the alcohol on the rag and rub her wound.