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“Nothing is black and white, Indie Outlast OC rp blog for and there is no purity commanding officer of and there is no such thing Murkoff Tactical Echo as j u s t i c e.” Sergeant James Callahan.
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"I’m sure that… won’t be necessary." After a slow once-over, Eddie dismissed this one as nonthreatening and returned to his business. It was difficult enough to scrounge for fabric uninterrupted by fellow patients, never mind trigger happy officers, and he just needed another yard to work with, maybe two at most. That wasn’t too much to ask for, right? “How about you let me finish what I’m doing and I’ll leave you be to investigate whatever it is that has armed forces in this block.”
Wait... so that was it? Seriously, who the fuck was this guy anyways? The muzzle of the gun dipped a little as James got confused. This was probably by far, that calmest variant he'd encountered as of yet. He wasn't sent here on an investigation, he was more in the business of extermination.
Aiming the barrel of the gun at the man, he pulled the trigger.
CLICK.
It was empty.
"I am anything I need to be."
"...I don't get it."
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"So you're really just a reporter, huh?"
"My friend, I’m looking for a friend of mine."
"Like another guard?" He asked, "I don't think his chances of surviving are... Alright, they're pretty shitty. Hate to break it to you." But then again, this guard must have had to have known already.
"What? No why would it be a suicide thing?" He stared at the other as if he were a moron. "Look there’s someone I need to make sure got out, I can’t go until I’m sure he’s safe."
"Who the hell are you looking for?"
"Jesus Christ," Rusty clenched his shirt and tried to calm himself down Oh god, he could only imagine what was happening now. So many of them overtaking the facility. "Look go on ahead, I can’t go just yet."
"The fuck do you mean you can't go yet?" Now he wasn't one to judge but right now James didn't even know what to think about it.
"Is this a suicide thing?"Nothing else made sense to him other than that.
She was caught mid-wedding march, humming and walking along. Pan’s arms were as always held tight to her torso through her sleeves. Though the variant is a bit surprised to see that a soldier is still standing.
Pan stops mid-step, keeping her leg high. She expertly freezes like that, blinking and keeping her green eyes trained on the other. “Look at this.” Pan muses. She wiggles her foot back and forth. Her face drops into a pout. “You wouldn’t shoot a woman, would you?”
James shrugged and even let out a small chuckle "Actually, the beauty of the gun, and I guess me too, is that I actually would." However the fact that he had little to no ammo left to shoot her with remained a problem. "But since I'm a nice guy... I'm not going to do it. I just need your help. Kind of." He was reluctant in asking for the way out, but it really couldn't be that bad, could it?
I mean she could lead him straight into some sex torture dungeon, it was a possibility.
Mila smiled at what she thought was him as she took his arm, steadying herself. She was pretty banged up from trying to stumble her way through the asylum.
"Thank you, sir. And they did it to me here. They do terrible things to people here… Billy saved us from them…"
The man was paid to not ask questions and this was the very exact moment that he knew why, "How did Billy save you, ma'am?" Maybe it was a mistake asking more question but if he was going to be stuck here, he might as well should try to understand it.
"My gun is empty," he breathed and nodded towards the holster. "How long have you been here?" Rusty asked this new man. He slowly lowered his hands to his sides, gulping a little.
"Less than two hours." The soldier replied, "And everybody's fuckin' dead. At least take it out or something. Walking around without a weapon out in this shitty place.... I can't wait to just get out of here."
"It isn’t exactly easy finding my way out of here without eyes." She walked in the direction of the man, reaching out to try and touch him. "Help me out of here, would ya?"
"Uh, sure?" He said before he realized just exactly what it was that she said, "Oh... Oh, shit. Sorry, ma'am." The soldier offered her his arm, placing it under her hands that searched the space in front of him. "How'd it happen?"
The woman turned to “look” at him, her sightless eyes staring in his general direction.
"It wasn’t abandoned that long ago. Then Billy ascended and now we’re free."
"So you’re free… and you’re still here. I don’t get it." He had no idea who Billy was or what happened to him, and honestly he didn’t even care.
The woman lifted her head up from the corpse she’d been eating meat off of. A close examination shows that she appears largely pregnant. ”… Why would you say such a thing to a woman with child?” she said quietly. This man looked dangerous. He shouldn’t be near her, not with her child. ”You’re going to hurt me, aren’t you?”
"I... What the actual fuck are you doing." Eating human flesh, rotting human flesh at that. "You better be hiding a goddamn watermelon under that shirt, for fuck's sake."
"No, sir. I’ll be out soon, I swear."
"Soon only works if you wanna be shot., you needa get out now, ma’am.” He sighed, people never understood, “If it were anybody else telling you, you wouldn’t be hearing them because you’d be dead.”
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"So do you fuck around in abandoned asylums for fun or what?"
"— I just need to see what’s inside. Be still.”
The soldier edged away from him, "Not unless you buy me dinner first jesus christ. Where the fuck are your clothes, man?"
