Forsaken: Chapter I - The Long Road Home

[That_One_Guy]

Garian knew when he saw her change in plans that she believed that he'd go defensive, instead he stayed on course, grabbing his offensive blade from the air, he charged in, dodging the first knife, and moving just enough so that the second would hit him in the shoulder as he rushed in with his blades, aiming at maiming and incapacitating her to the best he can. He will not feel any pain as long as the Adrenaline kept up.

[SugarCookie]

Considering she didn't have much covering her face anyways, the only logical way to reveal her appearance would be to take off her hood, and pull out the hair she had tucked in, also knocking off her gas mask in the process. With her medium hair blowing in the wind, she definitely looked more feminine. The fact she blushed a little and didn't look anyone in the eye proved the fact she was a female in disguise. You can't blame her really, bad things happen to females in the waste, whereas men are usually just shot.
Millie opened her mouth, but said nothing. She didn't really like talking, especially to people who are holding her hostage. She'll keep the mute aspect for as long as possible. She's been in this situation before, they'll probably start hurting her to make her grunt or yelp trying to get a voice out, but she has training and experience not to make a sound. So she just closes her mouth and hope the man accepts the fact she can't talk, instead of wont.
In order to keep the man from waiting, she uses her mouth to pull out the pen she keeps in her coat, and gestures toward her hands with her eyes and head. If the man will allow her, she'll write on the wall her answer, "Traveler, no connection". Hopefully that will be enough to get out of here, but things are never that easy are they?

[[Brand_Name]]

Cat was thrilled to find the meds in the drug store. She wasted no time and immediately set to work constructing a makeshift grenade. She planned to use a strong acid and strong base to react violently inside the can. Once the pressure and heat had increased to the right point, the can would explode and hopefully injure her enemies. She had separated the acid and base, and already put the acid inside the can. All she had left to do was put the base in and seal the can as tightly as possible. Just before she began to make her advance on the raiders, however, she heard the click of a pistol right behind her. She realized that she was in quite a revealing position- she was bent over with her ass in the air, covered only by a tight material. It was at this time that she realized the stupidity of her attire- her whole body was well covered by leather except for her curvier parts, which were only covered by a tight synthetic material. Nonetheless, she took advantage of her position and slowly slid her hands along her legs until they came to her ass, and whispered back to the raider "now I don't think that you need to take me back to your friends, it's just you and me" as sensuously as possible while rubbing her rear. Hopefully the man would be distracted, and she would utilize her chance and throw a knife into his throat. Once he was taken care of, she would return to her grenade and, more importantly, the rest of the raiders.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire sighs. "Unfortunately I do Riko. I had a horrible dream last night. In the dream. I think I died. I just heard a voice saying 'The strong survive and the weak perish. You will die' or something. I dunno. It's just bugging me a bit." she says. She stops moving for a second as her vision blurs. She pictures the dream in her head and falls down. Claire grunts and pushes herself up. "Sorry. Blacked out for a second." she says. She grabs one of her throwing knives and spins it around in her hands. "Hey Riko. Do you have any spare guns for me? I doubt my swords and knives will work for this job. Since we're on the job, let's review the plan again." she says as she repositions her backpack. Claire continues walking and waits for Riko to talk.

[Grape Me]

Millie

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The man narrows his eyes at Millie, starting to lose his patience. He almost slaps her too but just before he does Millie pulls out the pin in her coat pocket with her mouth. He then recalls what Carter said and says the word, "mute..." He shakes his head, and just snarls at Millie. "I really don't give a damn anymore. You're all coming with me!" Millie could feel her heart sink. What was to come? If Millie were to look at the other democrats she could see Carter with a sad look on his face, he mouths the word "sorry."

Just then, Millie gets nudged forward from the guard behind her. "Move,"he orders, pushing her again. The commander gives a whistle to his other men and the regroup around him. Some carried belongings from the gas station, such as the map and ammo. They also carried weapons and belongings such as Millie's equipment. Then... they set off. They matched across the road in a line, some of the SA troopers spread out on the sides to avoid being effectively ambushed. Millie was in the back of the line of prisoners, a guard behind her. Carter was just in front of her, and in front of him was Neal then Riley. Wherever they're going, it can't be good.

Garian Jorell

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Garian managed to dodge the first dagger, but the second one cut into his shoulder. It hurt like a bitch but with the momentum Garian was moving at it didn't sway him off his course. He continued his advance at full.

Sally gritted her teeth, she was vulnerable and she knew it. She didn't expect Garian to pull such a risky maneuver but in the back of her head she respected it. He proved to be a greater opponent than expected. With such short time before he would meet her, Sally needed to act quick. She abandoned her former plan of pulling out another knife, it would take too long. Instead she dashed forward, moving to meet Garian head on. Sally's superb speed would make it difficult for Garian to land a good hit on her. Sally moved to the side, dodging Garian's first swing. Before he could do a follow up, Sally slammed her elbow with full power into the dagger in his shoulder. The wound was excruciatingly painful, his whole arm went practically limp. Garian probably wouldn't be able to use this arm now, but he might just be able to get one good hit on her now that she’s so close. She retracted her elbow and pivoted her foot. Seems Sally is going to try and dash to the side, moving out of dangers path.

Claire Jones

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Riko observes Claire with concern as she collapses. He quickly kneels down and extends a helping hand, but Claire recovers on her own. Riko stands back up and scratches the back of his head, a look of worry across his face. He stairs up at the sun and squints his eyes.
"It's just about 11 so yea, it be good to rest up and get some food to eat. We can go over the plan while doing so." They both walk into an abandoned structure, it used to be some kind of cafe but now it's just ruin. Riko walks in first, shotgun at the ready. He checks the coffee shop before walking back to the front desk where Claire is. "All clear."

He pulls out some torn up lounge chairs and they both sit. He un-zips his duffel bag and brings out a can of peaches. He holds out a hand towards Claire. "Would you kindly?" She hands him the knife and he slams it into the can, prying it open. He then hands it back, the blade slightly covered in juices. "Much appreciated." He lays it between the two of them and they both share the meal. He still looked worried. "I do have an extra gun." He reaches into the duffle again and pulls out a old looking revolver, 3 rounds inside. When Claire take a look at it he gives a slight shrug. "I dun' really like the old thing, usually jus' stick to old Boom here," he lifts up his shotgun. "If you want, keep it. I know it only has three bullets but it's better than nothing." There was a short silence, and then Riko let out a sigh. "Listen, Claire, you really don't look so good, you're almost pale. I'd understand if you want to delay the mission a day to recover. I dun' wan' cha' getting killed out there." The words were sincere, or at least as sincere Riko can be. "Do you want to talk about the dream?" Riko asks, leaning forward a little more attentively.

Ziba Devorka

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As Ziba stepped out from behind the ruins she made a more formal approach towards the front gate. The dark night concealed her. The only light was from the moon and the community up ahead. However, it didn't take long for the sniper to spot her. "HALT!" the sniper yelled from the guard tower. He lifted the weapon up and aimed it at her head. From his view he could just make out a person, but he could not see her mutant feature from this distance. She was simply a silhouette to him. The man at the front gate immediately turned his attention away from the turret and over towards Ziba's direction. Considering she was still a couple hundred yards away he also couldn't quite make her out. He squinted his eyes and leaned forward, as if that would help.

There was a tense silence, and then the sniper spoke. "Don't try anything funny."

The man at the front gate took off his baseball cap. He nervously ran his fingers through his hair and put the hat back on. Ziba could see him quite well but the sniper was well hidden from his postion. The man at the front gate wore a pair of overalls that were ripped and torn in some places. He had a stubble and dark brown hair. Ziba's enhanced perception could even see his eyes, dark brown. He stepped forward, putting his hands in his pockets. "Are ya friend or fo-" he cut himself short. His eyes widened. He finally was able to see Ziba's creature like appearance. He spoke very silently. "Mother of god..."

The sniper in the tower spoke up. "Hey! What's going on down there!"

The man infront of Ziba made a loud "SHH" and stepped a little closer. "What are you?" He couldn't help but to stare for almost a good minute then he looked down Ziba's body. He saw her wounded arm. The blood trickled down, dripping onto the dirt ground. "You're hurt." His facial expression was serious. There was again a moment of silence then he took another step closer. "Listen, I don't know who you are, or what you are, but if you need some medical attention we got a doc that can patch you right up." He awaited a response.

Katherine "Cat" Drelken

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The man behind her main a bit of nervous laugh. He pulled on the colar of his jacket, the sight was defiantly one to appreciate. The bandit took a step closer, relaxing the hold on his pistol. "Hmm, you're sure a pretty little thing aren't ya?" He took a few more steps closer so now he was just about reaching distance. "How about-" he was cut off by another voice.

"Yo JJ, you coming back over or what!"

The man behind her turned for a second. "I'm going through our supplies. Give me a minute!"

"Alright, just fucking hurry up!" The sound of footsteps fading away could be heard.

The man turned his attention back to Cat. "Ahhh, sorry about the interruption. So, where were we?" If Kat turned she could see a devilish grin on the man's face.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire eats a few peaches and looks at the revolver. She grabs it and nods. "This will do just fine." she says. She eats a few more peaches and then looks up at Riko. "I don't know. I don't really want to delay the mission. I'm sure I'll be fine. If I really want to delay it, I'll tell you. I wouldn't lie to you." she says. She looks around the coffee shop. She rubs her eyes and eats another peach. "Um. The dream? Well, there's what I told you earlier. And that's pretty much all I remember. Wait, you said I look pale?" she says. Claire rubs her face and then runs her hand through her hair. "Uh, do you have anything to drink? I'm kinda thirsty. Even though we just ate those peaches. I dunno why I'm thirsty. Wow, I'm rambling aren't I? Anyways, any water or anything" she asks.

[[Brand_Name]]

"JJ huh? I've got something very special, just for you..." She had turned to look him in the eyes, and kept her left hand behind her back. Slowly and silently she moved towards him, concealing the knife she now had behind her back. She would go in for a kiss, but before the vile piece of filth could make any moves on her she'd slit his throat. Hopefully she would then be able to move on to the rest of the group.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian gritted his teeth as he felt the dagger go further into his shoulder, he wouldn't let it sway him though, she was so close. He instead turned around to meet her side dash, the knife already up to hit her. All thoughts of taking her alive out of his mind, he just wanted to end this here and now, he will end this fight, with her dead or alive.

[Noosie]

Ziba moves slowly and surely, but makes no hostile movements. She's on unsteady ground at best, showing up in the dark of night and looking as she does. The fingers of her good arm curl into a claw, hidden by the fabric of her bag, her muscles subtly tensed to let her hurl the heavy sack on a moment's notice. She prepares herself psychically as well, readying her inner reserve of psionic power for a powerful aura of lust to give her an edge in the fight, or to render her almost invisible should stealth be required. Then the man catches sight of her, and she prepares herself with a deep breathe. When he speaks, though, it isn't what she expected.

Pity. Pity and kindness. Both were rare in the wastes, even between those of the same species. She'd seen other mutants kill and eat each other when they spotted weakness, and had seen humans preying on those too weak to fight back. She'd been robbed a few times herself, and raped nearly as often. Her unique nature meant that the second was more of a meal than a trauma, but that didn't make it reflect any less poorly on mankind. This, though, was not the sort of thing she'd seen from anyone not under her mother's spell. A large part of her hated it, and hated the man for not fearing her, but Ziba is nothing if not practical.

Instead of seducing him, killing him, or simply sneaking by, she was going to be let in. So she nods and does her best not to appear aggressive, doing her level best to restrain her usual siren presence and relax her body. Remaining alert and aware she follows the guard, hoping she won't have to speak. Her mother may have given her many "gifts" when it comes to seduction, but a charming voice was not one of them. Siren's had no real need for them with their lust-stirring bodies and psychic powers, and crocs even less. The result is something like a long-time smoker's growl, mixed with the predatory hunger of her father. Pity could vanish the instant she stopped seeming at least partially human.

[daxtinator396]

Dax smiled wider as she looked up at him with nervous eyes and his heart melted alittle at the sight. It was so damn adorable! He probably looked much the same and he knew it as he felt the water pound over him and the steam drift around them. It was magical. It didn't fit the landscape outside. But he didn't mind. It was perfect here and so he went with his gut and giving her breasts a reassuring squeeze he eased his manhood into her slowly. As he did though he pushed his lips upon hers to keep her distracted. To keep her brain muddled like his.

[Grape Me]

Garian Jorell

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Garian wanted to go for the final blow to end this fight. It no longer mattered if she was dead or alive, she just need to be put down. Moving quickly to meet her escape, Garian swung his dagger upwards. The "whoosh" of steel cutting the air and then... a cry. Sally tumbled to the ground, shouting in agony. It seems the Garian managed to hit her right in the left thigh, preventing her from dashing off. She tried to quickly stand and make a break for it, but as soon as she picked herself up, her left knee buckled and she feel back down. Gritting her teeth in pain as well as rage, she laid kneeling before Garian. In defiance, she quickly tried to pull a blade out of her pocket, but Garian saw this coming and kick her upside the head, the blade tossed out into the dark waste. She fell on her back, moaning in pain. She looked up at Garian and made a sly, but agitated smile. "Not bad asshole," she said, moving a hand on her wound. She looked around in the darkness, as if there was somebody out there that could help her, and then turning her attention back to Garian. "Well? What you waiting for? Finish it!" It seems Sally expected Garian to kill her here and now. Garian, taking a minute to focus on his surroundings, would notice that the sound of gunshots stopped. It seems that the standoff at the gas station has ended, but what was the outcome? Looking at his own injury for a moment, Garian could see that blood was dripping down his chest. It was likely that the rumor about the blood sucker toxin was true, as Garian upper shoulder began to go numb. This can be fixed up with some herbs but access to them right now may be difficult, maybe Sally has some. If Garian doesn't get this wound treated soon, he will most likely bleed out.

Dax Sierra

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Dax eases his manhood into Terri's virgin cunt. She closes her eyes and lets out a gasp while kissing him back. The pain and the pleasure from the experience is intense. Wrapping her arms tightly around Dax, she squeezes him against her. She lets out a muffled moan as Dax's member enters fully. Waiting a moment for her to get used to it, Terri breaks the kiss. She manages to open one eye and give Dax a smile. "What are you waiting for?" she asks, blushing and breathing heavily. With that motivation, Dax begins to thrust back and forth slowly, his dick sliding in and out of her hole. Terri lets out cries of pain and pleasure, clamping her legs around Dax to bring him even more in. Terri's pussy is so tight and warm, and from how wet it is it won't take long for her to cum. Dax leans forward and suckles on Terri's neck, now biting her earlobes as she starts to shake. Her pussy tightens even more, securing Dax inside her, drawing him deeper. Terri moans loud now as she orgasums, her cunt clamping down around Dax's member. The feeling almost makes him cum but he manages to hold back, continuing his thrusts. The shower water runs off Terri, over Dax's cock, and down her legs. Terri's pussy juices run out, as she lets out a scream of pleasure, her pussy throbbing as Dax fucks her a little harder.

After a new more minutes, Dax can't last much longer. "I'm about to cum," he whispers, biting his lip as his orgasum builds. She looks into his eyes and gives him a nob, a bit of a single to not cum inside her. At the peak of pleasure, Dax pulls out and lets out a load groan. His whole body shakes as he shoots jet after jet of thick, creamy cum onto Terri's body. Some of the thick cum lands on her neck chest and neck. After a few seconds to catch their breath, Dax and Terri cuddle against each other in a warm embrace. They pant heavily, exhausted from the experience. Terri looks up at him, her whole body soaked with a mix of sweat and water. "Dax I think I... No, I love you Dax," she exclaims between breaths. She leans forward and places a kiss on Dax's lips. After breaking it she looks back into his eyes. "Can you stay with me tonight?"

Claire Jones

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Riko scratches his stubble and nods. "If you say so Jonesy, just take it slow if you need to." He eats a few more peaches as Claire tells him about the dream and then asking about her looking pale. He shrugs. "Yea, you just seemed a bit shaken up. You did just fall back there," he says pointing a finger outside.

He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a canteen. "Here, take a hit." Claire accepts the drink and take a good gulp before handing it back. "Nice, clean, cold water. Courtesy of Mr. Winter," Riko comments taking a sip. He slides the military canteen back into his pocket and looks up at Claire. "Alright, let's go over the plan." He leans forward a little closer. "As I see it we can either hit them tonight or early morning tomorrow. We won't reach their camp till about 6ish." He takes a look outside and then turns his attention back to Claire. "Considering how many raiders are at this camp, and how this is also a sabotage mission, it seems like those timezones would be the best choice." He awaits for Claire's response.

Ziba Devorka

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The man nods at Ziba and turns, gesturing with a hand for her to follow. He looks up at the sniper. "I'm going to let it- er, I mean her in!" You and Mr. Bolts watch the gate while I'm gone!" Mr. Bolts must be the automated turret at the front of the gate.

The sniper remains quite, not responding. As the man and Ziba are infront of the gate, the light shinning on them, the sound of a rifle clicking can be heard from the guard tower. "Woah woah woah! Mac! What the hell is that?! You can't let that fucking thing in!" Through Ziba's enhanced perception, and now that she was closer, she could barley make out the sniper. He was a young man, maybe in his late teens or early twenties, while the man Ziba was with was probably early thirties.

"Nick just calm down! It's alright! "She is friendly and won't cause trouble. I'll hollar if something is wrong."

The sniper remained silent for sometime, and then relaxed. "I hope you know what you're doing Mac."

The man, who's name was apparently Mac, nodded up to the sniper and looked back at Ziba. "Just stick close to me," he said with a smile and a wink. With that he and Ziba approached the gate and they entered through the heavy steel doors. "I don't believe I caught your name. Mine's Michael, but everybody round here just call me The Mechanic or Mac," he says in a friendly tone. As he shuts the gate behind them Ziba takes a look around Crawford. It wasn't a pretty sight. Most of the infrastructure was ruins, with a few buildings left standing. Nobody was really out on the streets this time of night because it was so late. Mac looks over at Ziba and scratches the back of his head. "We've seen tough times here at Crawford, but this is our home, and nobody can take it from us," he says in an almost proud yet humble tone. He starts to walk off. "Come on, I'll take you to our doc."

Katherine "Cat" Drelken

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The man who's name or possibly nickname was JJ smiled at Cat as she approached him. He holstered the pistol in his hand and walked up to meet her, his eyes roaming her body. Once they were nearly touching, JJ wraps his hands around Cat's waist and pulls her in. His green eyes and brown, short cut hair, made him not a very bad looking guy. Thinking about it though, who knows what this man has done. He has quite a muscular build so going toe to toe with him would be difficult, but that's what the blades are for. She leans up to him and places a soft kiss on his lips. He closes his eyes and kisses Cat back, moving his hands from her waist to her rear. As Cat can already feels where this is going, she readys her blade and prepares to strike. BUT! Just as she begins to move the hand to go for the kill he grabs the wrist, preventing her from moving it. He breaks the kiss and gives her a fiendish look. "Nuh uh uh, I don't think so." He then squeezed her wrist so roughly that if she didn't drop it, her hand would probably break. The blade fell to the ground. The man smiled down at Cat and then kissed her again. Cat tries to resist but he holds her tightly so she can't squirm or escape. If she makes too much noise however, the other group of raiders will probably hear her. JJ begins to move on of his hands on Cat's breast, fondling it and squeezing her nipple through her outfit. She couldn't help but to let out a soft moan as he did so. It seems that is the reaction he wanted, as he squeezes a little rougher now to get another reaction out of her.

[daxtinator396]

Dax stood hugging her with his body feeling electric from the afterglow and it was fantastic... that just happened. He just had sex with Terri. He had held back theses feelings for so long... and now they were there. What would Chrissy think! Oh... he hoped she didn't hate him. He was surprised though as Terri said.... wow. She loved him. He knew he did too. He knew it. So when she planted the kiss he kissed back hard, pinning her to the shower wall and then releasing her,"I love you too Terri. Of course I'll stay with you tonight. I think you're all clean now. Hmm?" He asks with a grin.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire begins to think. "Hm. We'll hit them in between. They'll all be tired and the guards most likely won't be at full attention. We'll hit them at probably 4:30 ish." she says. She rubs her throat and runs her hand through her hair. "Uh, any objections? Anything you want to say or change right now?" she asks. She looks around her and then turns back to Riko. (Sorry, I've been having writer's block. Can't think of much.)

[[Brand_Name]]

Cat wanted to scream in pain when the raider nearly broke her wrist. She cursed her stupidity and bad luck- how could she ever have allowed herself to get entangled in this awful situation? But, while he had a death grip on one of her wrists, her other hand was still free. While he was preoccupied with her tits, she had one last shot to save herself from an abominable fate. She knew that he knew that she had no desire to have any "fun" with him, due to her failed attempt on his life, so she needed to find a way to kill him without the use of seduction. As he continued to grope her, she struggled to stay quiet and squirmed to escape, but he fell on top of her, causing a small thump as their collective mass hit the ground. Her wind was knocked out, and the raider straddled her, entirely preventing any hope of escape. Little did he know, however, that Cat planned to use the part of the grenade she had already created to form a sort of tear gas to throw in his face, hopefully allowing her to make an escape. She feigned to struggle against him as he attempted to take off her tight clothes while she felt around the ground for her portion of a grenade and the barium sediment she had seen earlier. His hands were either on top of her shoulders, pinning her down, or searching for a zipper or button of some sort (the only zipper on her entire outfit was disguised into her leather armor on her back that extended all the way down to her rear- he could never reach it from this angle). Soon she hoped to find the two ingredients, combine them together, throw the combination in his face, and get the hell out of the building before a raider caught her. She was extremely agile, so she wasn't afraid of having to juke a raider or two on her way out, but the entire gang would undoubtedly be a challenge, and the possible result would be a nightmare.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian looked down at her and then looked up, the sound of fighting was over, he knew who had won and he knew what he had to do. He looked down at Sally and shook his head, "I won't kill you...but I will break you." He told her and grabbed her dominant hand and sliced off all of her fingers with his blade in one stroke before standing back up and ripping off the bottom of his shirt. Using his mouth as well as his good arm, he wrapped it around the wound, tightening it so that he wouldn't bleed out or at least not badly. ns

After he was sure it was tight and he was alright, he grabbed Sally's Collar by the back and began dragging her towards the most logical route the SA would take on their road home, hoping to stop them and rescue any prisoners if they left any. Before he left though, he made sure to have picked up his weapons, as well as disarm Sally of what was left of her weapons, and started off, whistling his tune that Sally had heard many times before back when he was an SA. Whenever he got back from a mission, whenever he had killed someone, or in this case, when he was about to demoralize an entire group.

[Grape Me]

Garian Jorell

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Sally screamed in suffering as Garian cut the fingers of her right hand off. She cursed him and gritted her teeth. The pain was so excruciatingly painful, that by the time he wrapped his wound, she passed out. Sally wasn't dead, just unconscious. The makeshift bandage would slow the bleeding, but getting it treated soon would be better.

He started trekking along the wastes, holding Sally by the collar as he dragged her. The dark night slowly became day, the morning light just starting to come over the horizon. After a few minutes of walking he finally spotted several tracks heading East. These were most likely the SA. He followed them, slightly hurrying his pace to meet up with them. As he whistled his tune he heard the sound of his prisoner moan.

Dax Sierra

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Terri gives Dax a playful smile and runs her fingers along his chest. "Well, I was until you made a mess," she says giving him a little wink. "Let me freshen up a bit and I'll be right out." With that, Dax stands up with Terri. She leads him out the bathroom, makes sure he dries off, and makes a gesture with her finger saying it will only take a minute. She shuts the door behind her and Dax is left in Terri's bedroom. He takes a look around and smiles. It was amazing, he just had sex with Terri. And... she loved him? The thought of it was both exciting and scary. He walks over to Terri's bed and lays down, letting out a sigh. The shower goes on for a little while longer but then finally it stops. There is a brief silence, and then Terri opens the door. Dax looks up to see the beautiful red head wrapped in a towel. She gives him a smile and runs her fingers through her wet hair. She walks over to her drawer, and with her back turned to Dax, removes the towel. Her exposed nudity shows off her curves to Dax, and not to mention her firm rear. Dax can't help but to stare, and Terri, feeling his eyes on her, turns her head and gives him a look. "You pervert," she teases. She bends forward, revealing her pussy lips and pulls out some cute pajamas. She puts them on and then turns to Dax. Biting her bottom lip, she alluringly walks over to Dax. She lays herself down on the bed next to him and crawls over, laying her head on his chest. She cuddles up close to him and kisses his neck.

Claire Jones

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Riko scratches the back of his head a gives a nod. "Sounds good to me." He reaches into the can to grab another peach but his hand meets nothing but empty space. He lifts the can and peers inside, squinting his eyes, empty. He frowns and throws the can into the corner a the room, the tin giving a little clunk as it lands. With that he stands up and gives a little stretch. Riko isn't usually the guy to be tied down, and he begins to pace around the room thinking about the plan. "Going stealthy is going to be hard, we would probably have to kill them in their sleep with knifes or get up right close and personal, just enough to take them out." He turned to face Claire. "You're the sword master, so it will be your job to handle that." He looks outside then back at Claire. "I'll make sure to sabotage the bikes, and if they notice what's going on, I'll be sure to crack some skulls with ol' boom here," he lifts up he shotgun and gives a little childish smile. "Is there anything you had in mind for taking out the raiders? Or should we just avoid them all together and aim for Lester?"

[daxtinator396]

Dax sat naked on the bed using a towel he had found in a pile to dry off and waited for her to finish. He bit his lip while tapping the metal floor with his bare sole making a tapping sound. Oh so nervous and no idea why! He was ready to pull his hair out as suddenly the shower stopped and his heart seemed seemed to as well. He watched the door instantly and then it opened to reveal Terri garbed in only a towel and her hair stuck to her head with dampness,"I thought the shower monsters had gotten you!" He teased and winked at her to hide his nervousness but his fidgeting gave it away. Then she was nude again and he was staring. Right at her lovely bum. So nice... just wanted to reach out and squeeze! Then she turned and he blushed alittle,"Oh you know you love it." He quipped back in reply. He drunk in the sight of her until she was clothed and then drunk in some more as she sauntered toward him with her lip bite so cutely. Then she was beside him and he snuggled back... he knew this would be some of the best sleep he had ever had.

[SugarCookie]

Captured again, figures. At least this time her captors seem sane, and not blood thirsty stoners who don't even know which way is up. However, that's worse if she wanted to escape. There is not much she can really do other than move forward and hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. Maybe this will get settled out when she reaches the destination.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian continued to whistle as he heard Sally groan and looked back, "Don't try anything stupid, don't want to cut off the fingers of your other hand now." He told her, continuing to whistle, "I'm going to make a trade, you for my friends. If they don't accept, I'll kill them, if they do accept, I'll just kill a few of them." He told her, smiling. "But, I won't kill you, don't worry. I don't have a reason to yet, unless you want to give me one." He laughed and continued on his way.

"The wound is being a bitch by the way, I'll give you that, I tried to dress yours the best I can, but we both will need medical assistance if we want to live and not bleed out." He told her, "It'd be really bad for either of us to have survived this fight, only to die of the blood loss later."

[Noosie]

At the click of the rifle Ziba stops and tenses, ready to go into camo if the man close to her so much as twitches the wrong way. Some small part of her sneers at her for having been taken in so easily, for having...

Oh. She hadn't expected "Mac" to actually defend her. That was a bit too close for comfort, though. She'd have to be a bit more wary in the future, not that she'd had much of a choice this time around. If the sniper had tried to shoot her it was pretty much a guarantee that she'd have died, and if she'd walked away she would've bled out soon enough. That, or some other predator would've eaten her. As things stand, she needs help, and this soft-skinned human was the only one who could get it for her.

So she follows him, and nods in thanks even as she imagines ripping the sniper limb from limb and him shortly thereafter. Understanding the wisdom of his advice, she gets in close, a mere foot from him. If she weren't so weak, she'd probably be draining him as soon as they got out of sight. Instead she just does her best to keep her mother's gifts from touching his mind, and winces slightly when he asks her name. It's unlikely just her voice would be enough to scare him off at this point, and she's trusted him so far.

"My name. Is Ziba."

She pauses, trying to not be too conspicuous as she gauges his reaction to the rumbling hiss of her voice. It isn't a pretty one, and she hasn't had too much practice with it lately, but Ziba's reasonably certain it isn't too terrible.