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If anyone out there has some open starters (no matter how insane) hit me up!!! I’m ready to get back into the swing of things.
I’m back on a limited basis. If you would like to start a new rp with me or continue an old one just message me and let me know. You will probably find that my style is different than before ( I am literally not the same person as I was back then) so I hope you’ll give me a chance. :)
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Thundering down the hallway his muscles tensed as the rush of adrenaline filled his system. Through his clinched jaws he answered her question. “I’ve seen it.” He paused at the lobby door to take in the situation hardly noticing that the woman had fallen. His eyes were wide as he looked on toward the front door.
His expression had not changed as he began to tell his tale. “I was on a job off shore. There were these guys that came in on a ship from the South Pacific, they were talking crazy about how one of the men on board had been attacked by a local in port. Said the guy bit him. They shot him five times and he didn’t stop I tile they put a round in his head. The guy complained for the rest of the day about having a fever and being in pain, but he continued to work. My crew was replacing the brushes on a burn off stack, when we saw the commotion on the upper level break out. Guys were screaming and then there was blood. Lots of blood. Thinking there was some sort of accident we rush up to help. What we saw was….” He paused. “This guy was eating his partners face, his feet were still kicking. Kicking… Then he turned on my he lunged and I side stepped his attack. He fell over a hundred feet.his body was mangled and broken but he continued to drag and claw after us. There was no doubt that the man was dead, yet he continued. So yeah. I guess you could say, fuckin’ zombies.”
He turned to look at her before turning back toward the door. “We got to get out of here.”
“So you say the only way to kill them is a head shot?”Melissa is panting as they near the front door.
“Or can we kill them with any kind of wound to the head?”
Looking around the oddly empty lobby of the psych ward Melissa looks up and sees the wrought iron curtain rods. Breaking free from Evans grip she reaches up and yanks two of them down, trying not to look at how badly her wound is bleeding. The coppery, salty smell of her blood is making her nauseous and she wretches a few times before standing up. Grabbing the fallen linen curtains from the floor she rips them into strips and wraps her wound tightly.
Handing one of the wrought iron rods to Evan she smiles and says, “I’ve always wanted to see brains up close.”
Shaking was good. It showed that brain function to the central nervous system was still in tact. Words were good too, and the fact that Melissa had recognised her and spoken her name, actually made Kit smile despite the awful situation.
“Hey...
Unsure of how long she had been unconscious, Melissa is slow to open her eyes. She couldn’t see much but the smell of this place told her she was not at home. Her veins felt strangled without the poison she was addicted to now. Slowly the night before came back to her and Kit’s worried face came into view in her minds eye. Groaning loudly she wanted to punch herself in the face for involving her last real friend in her pathetic life problems.
It wasn’t fair to call on Kit because Kal was her brother and she would probably feel conflicted. No, this isn’t good.
Struggling to sit up while the room spun wildly out of control, Melissa felt the bile rising in her throat. Looking to the side she found a thoughtfully placed pan and had just enough time to grab it before her stomach launched it’s contents roughly.
All Melissa could think about was calling her dealer and scoring something, anything to feel well again.
He closed his eyes as she wrapped her arms around him. It had been so long since he felt a heartfelt embrace, knowing that someone cared about him, that someone desired him and his touch. When she moved around and began to wash his back, he could feel his eyes roll back in relaxation. A small but pronounced grunt of relief escaped his mouth as she moved her hands over his body. Then she was in front of him again. The next feeling took him by surprise as it was unexpected. Her hands along him as her head fell to his chest and even in the water it was evident that he was becoming aroused. He let his hands move over her body and they felt comfortable as they roamed over her figure. It felt good but foraging, in a way. He needed to let go. He need to take a chance of her
“I can feel you shaking...” Melissa sighs and looks up at him, eyes wide as his excitement brushes against her beneath the water.
“Don’t be scared to feel something. It doesn’t have to be love but feeling anything except fear is what keeps us human; what separates us from them. It’s okay,” Melissa coos as she tiptoes to be closer to the kiss she wants so badly.
Reaching beneath the water she grasps him firmly while she waits for his lips to meet hers.
“Please...”
Shaking was good. It showed that brain function to the central nervous system was still in tact. Words were good too, and the fact that Melissa had recognised her and spoken her name, actually made Kit smile despite the awful situation.
"Hey there gorgeous! Lets get you dry and warm shall we?".
The initial shock of seeing her friend at the edge of life had given her the strength to carry the other woman into the shower, but now Kit worried that she wouldn't be able to lift her again, as adrenaline wasn't coursing at an alarming rate.
She needn't have concerned herself. Melissa was practically skin and bone and Kit easily managed to hold her cradle style as she shut off the water and wrapped them both in towels.
She walked back to the bed, the shivering and sobbing woman in her arms, and climbed inside the covers of the seedy looking bed. Jack would be here soon. He'd get them back to her house. To proper warmth and comfort. And once there, Kit would set about the task of fixing Melissa. It was what she did.
“Why is it always you saving me?” Melissa asked through a clenched jaw that wasn’t able to stop the chattering of her teeth. To say that she felt like smeared shit would be an understatement.
A million questions ran through Melissa’s mind at the same time, causing the throbbing in her head to increase terribly. How had she gotten into this mess? Why had she let herself fall so far and how was she ever going to be able to repay Kit for saving her pitiful ass once again?
Before she can stop it the dreaded question comes out of her mouth and instantly she would have given anything to be able to take it back.
“How is your brother?”
A small cry gurgled from her mouth; a cry so feral she didn’t immediately realize that it came from her.
That’s how she fell so far, why she’d turned to drugs to try and forget. The man she loved had left her without a reason why. Pressing her face into the covers Kit had wrapped around her she cried soundlessly now, clutching Kit’s hand as tightly as she could.
Munday ya’ll! Hope it’s a good one for everyone!
Evan stepped into the water cautiously, he needed this bath, but hated to think of getting caught with his pants down. His shoulders jetted upward as the cold water reached his naked parts. He watched Melissa as she lathered the soap in her hands, the goose flesh raised on her skin as the cold water flowed over her body. He stepped closer and thought of how nice it might be to share himself with her, how wonderful it might be to just let go , if only for a moment.
He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, then resting his chin on her head. He hopped she might wrap her arms around him, he hopped he might be able to let go of the fear.
Feeling Evan pulling her close to him give Melissa a surprise but it only takes a second for her to wrap her arms around him in kind. His body was warm in contract to the cold creek water. Releasing him she lathers her hands up again and gently starts to wash Evan, starting with his shoulders. Circling around to his back she stares at his traps and smiles before soaping up his back.
Her fingers trace the outlines of every muscle, and he had plenty, but Melissa takes her time getting to his waist before walking around to face him again. Feeling bold she reaches under the water and grabs him while staring in his eyes. She wants to ask if this is ok but she's too afraid of rejection. So she keeps her hand wrapped around him and then leans her face into his chest.
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Not too late, nearly, but just enough time left. Kit strode into the room purposefully, grabbing Melissa's tiny frame and planting her as near upright as she could. The syringe, filled with Benzodiazepine was inserted smoothly into the younger girls arm, and the plunger pushed.
Next, Kit picked up her friend in her arms, kicked the door of the bathroom open and squeezed into the shower stall, turning the water on to a powerful, cool stream. She supported Melissa's weight with only one arm, surprised at her own strength and gently but firmly patted the sunken, drawn out cheeks.
"Come on Mel....come back to me!" she sighed, a feeling of nausea roiling through her stomach.
Melissa could hear words but her mind couldn't translate them to make sense. There was a jerking feeling; it felt as if someone was pulling her near lifeless body along and then a horrible sting.
It is the cold shower that does the trick and Melissa opens her eyes, sputtering as water drenches her face. She turns her head slightly and sees someone familiar and dear to her heart.
"Oh Kit..." is all she manages before the sobbing begins. How had Kit known? Had she called her friend in a drugged fugue and not remembered it? Either way this woman had saved her life again.
Shame doesn't take long to follow; her cheeks burn and she looks away, squeezing her eyes shut and praying that Kit doesn't think bad of her. Breathing is getting harder and with no body fat for insulation any more Melissa starts to shake uncontrollably.
Who's Crazy Now?
In the chaos of the moment Evan focused on movement in the corner of his eye. The flash is white bandages as the woman swung a folding chair through the air. He stood uneasy as he watcher her remove his badge and keys, then his phone. Moments later he was being pulled by the hand toward the steel door that isolated this ward from the rest of the hospital. As she scanned the badge the light on the keypad changed from red to green and there was a loud clank as the magnetic locks disengaged.
Evan placed his free hand on the door and pushed it open. Just then there was a loud explosion and the building shook and the lights went out. Still holding her hand he squeezed. Not knowing if it was to comfort her or himself. Just then the emergency lights flickered on. There was dark black smoke starting to seep into the hallway from under the doors that led to the emergency wing. Still squeezing her hand he turned to her. "We have to get out of here. To many people."
"How did you know?" Melissa managed to ask as Evan pulled her down the hallway. Moving her legs faster she does her best to keep up with his long strides as they make their way towards the lobby. She hadn't been outside of the ward for nearly a month. The smell of smoke is acrid in her nostrils and she sneezes several times. The action forces her eyes closed and she loses her footing.
Landing roughly on the cold tiled floor she feels her stitches in her wrists pull and then knows that the warm, stinging sensation is her blood flowing out of tje reopened wounds.
Standing up quickly she grabs Evans outstretched hand again as they near the front door. Her heart pounds in her chest erratically and she knows if she doesn't slow her heart rate she'll pass out. That is not an option since she can't be sure Evan won't just leave her here. Melissa pulls on Evans hand as he goes to open the door.
"Wait... do we know what we're up against? Is it really fucking zombies?"
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