Derp Tank

Walter: *he gets his katana and gas mask, putting it on*

Harry: *coughs loudly and painfully*

Mia: *goes into the back room to retrieve their clothes, and hands Walter his*

Key: ! *pulls away briefly to give him space to move* <:(

Walter: *he puts his clothes on* Euch. Damp.

Harry: *after a minute he stops and moans*

Mia: *does the same* Eeeeeyuck. *puts her own gasmask on* Let's go before we catch a cold or something. :I

Key: *puts a hand on Harry's shoulder* Be careful out there...

Walter: Right-o. *he opens the door and heads out, slicing up a zombie*

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Harry: Wh-where...?

Mia: *shoots at a few commons headed in their direction, then goes out into the street, looking around for the store she saw earlier*

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Key: Walter and Mia are heading out to find stuff. <:/

Walter: Where are you looking for, deary?

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Harry: ... S'dangerous...

Mia: That grocery store I mentioned... it was around here SOMEWHERE...

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Key: I know... but they'll be fine. They know how to take care of themselves, and they aren't going TOO far...

Walter: Well, keep looking. I'll be watching your back.

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Harry: ... Mngh... *he nuzzles Key again*

Mia: *nods, and keeps looking around, shooting the occasional common before she spots it* Ah! Over there, with the boarded up window.

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Key: *nuzzles him back, hugging him again*

Walter: Excellent. *he pries the wood off the window with the help of his katana, then breaks the window and slips in*

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Harry: *leans on Key*

Mia: *makes sure nothing is coming after them before following him into the store. She stays alert--who knows if something had gotten in*

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Key: *keeps an arm around him, gently rubbing his shoulder*

Walter: *is completely silent, eyes and ears open*

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Harry: *weakly touches her leg with a hand*

Mia: *keeps her rifle leveled, going deeper into the store, perusing the aisles* ...

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Key: *puts a hand over his* <:(

Walter: *silently looks around, keeping his katana ready, just in case an infected still wanders the store* ...

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Harry: ... M'gonna be 'kay...

Mia: *turns a corner, and stops* !! Jackpot.

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Key: You'll be fine...

Walter: !! What did you find?? D8

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Harry: Mhmm...

Mia: Shelves and shelves of food. :3

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Key: *nuzzles him affectionately*

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Walter: Indeed! Progress! D:>

Harry: *leans on Key, shivering*

Key: *puts the box down and hugs him, putting her blanket back over him again* <:(

Mia: *would join them and help keep Harry warm, but her fear of getting... whatever he has... was keeping her from doing so* ...

Walter: *he feels the same as Mia*

Harry: I-I'm... n-not g-gonna d-die... r-right, K-Key...?

Key: No, you aren't... *hugs him a bit closer, nuzzling into his shoulder* We're not letting that happen...

Mia: <:( ...

Harry: 'K-Kay... l-love you, K-Key...

Walter: <:(

Key: I-I love you too...

Mia: <:C ...

Harry: *suffering but awake enough to vocalize his pain*

Walter: *doesn't enjoy just watching*

Key: *hugs him close, hoping she could at least provide SOME comfort...*

Mia: *feels rather useless at the moment* ...

Harry: *coughing and hacking and generally uncomfortable and hurting*

Walter: Maybe we could be doing something productive... I hate sitting around.

Mia: Like what? <:/

Key: *doesn't want to move*

Walter: Finding stuff more substantial than cereal. As delicious as it may be. We can't go out killing zombies without something other than wheat and sugar in our bodies. <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Mia: So wait, you mean going out and looking for stuff? D:

Key: ??

Walter: Well, I meant around the safe house, but GOING OUT is a much better idea.

Harry: *weakly nuzzles Key*

Mia: *nods* I think I saw a grocery store a block or so back, maybe there's still something in there. Canned stuff.

Key: *nuzzles Harry back*

Walter: Maybe. I think it's also best if we find some new clothes. Mine are torn anyways and we need to find other things to wear for different types of weather.

Harry: *suffering*

Mia: *nods* Good plan. Think we could do it all in one trip?

Key: *kisses Harry's cheek* <:(

Walter: If we're fast, I suppose.

Harry: *he smiles slightly through his wheezing*

Mia: Alrighty. I suppose we should get moving, then. :P

Key: *smiles back*

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Walter: Well, it WAS a tad heavy downpour...

Harry: *suffering*

Mia: That it was. <:P *hands Key a box, and sits down next to Walter with the other*

Key: *wonders if Harry can even EAT...*

Harry: *drowsily waking up* ...?

Walter: Up again. :/

Key: Hey, Harry... Feel any different...? <:(

Mia: *eats quietly*

Harry: ... M'feeling a little bit better...

Walter: ! :D Maybe the antibiotics are working?

Key: :D! Maybe! Do you think you can stomach cereal?

Mia: :D!

Harry: ... Maybe...

Walter: Well, we'd need to give him something bland. Sweet things are sure to make him vomit as he is now. <:/

Mia: Would just plain cornflakes do? There were some back there...

Key: Maybe...

Walter: Well, let's try it. :)

Harry: *coughs into his arm*

Key: :) *gets up and goes to retrieve the box, opening it up when she comes back. she takes Harry's hand, and pours some of the cereal onto it* ^^

Mia: :) *holds her own box out to Walter*

Walter: *takes some cereal and munches on it* ^^

Harry: *he looks at the cereal with disinterest, but knows he needs to eat. He eats it, forcing it down and trying not to vomit it back up* ...

Key: *eats a little bit herself, waiting to see if Harry would react negatively to the food* ...

Mia: *eats* ^^

Harry: *He manages to choke it down without spitting it back up*

Walter: Well, good thing he's eating. :/

Key: *nods* It just means he's getting better... <:) Do you think you can have more?

Mia: ...

Harry: nn... mnnoo...

Walter: Okay, one step at a time, then. <:/

Key: <:( *sits next to Harry, scooting up next to him, and eats quietly*

Mia: But hey! Progress, right? <:/

Walter: ... But what if he's turning into a special? He certainly is coughing a lot - what if he mutates into a SMOKER? D:>

Harry: *he takes the pill and water and chugs them down*

Mia: Heee'd be showing signs by now though, wouldn't he...? D:>

Key: *nods* ...

Walter: Well, I don't exactly know how the Green Flu works...

Harry: *coughs and hacks into his arm*

Key: He needs more time...

Mia: <:/

Walter: Give 'im another day, then? <:/

Harry: *moans, in pain and incredibly uncomfortable*

Key: PLEASE...

Mia: *nods* I think we're willing to wait.

Walter: How much food do we 'ave in here?

Harry: *suffering*

Mia: It looked like there was enough on the shelves for a few more days... lots of canned stuff and cereal.

Key: *nods* ...

Walter: Well, let's ration things, then.

Harry: *suffering*

Mia: I'll go do that--maybe our clothes will be dry, too. :/ *gets up, and goes back into the storage room, taking her blanket with her*

Key: ....

Walter: ... *to Key* ... He's breathing pretty rough.

Harry: *is*

Key: I know... I noticed... D-Do you think it COULD just be pneumonia?

Walter: ... Could be. I mean, he's shown no signs of infection SO FAR...

Harry: *suffering*

Key: *quietly* Hopefully he won't show them at all...

Walter: Hopefully. <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Key: *puts her hand over Harry's again, gently squeezing it*

Mia: *comes back with two boxes of cereal* The clothes are still damp. :/

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Harry: *suffering a little less*

Walter: ... I agree. *he shares his blanket with Mia, nuzzling her*

Key: ... *snuggles against him, putting her arms around him underneath the blanket, if only to keep him warm... in truth, she just wanted to have him close--so if something happened, she would know immediately*

Mia: *also shares her blanket, nuzzling him back, feeling quite warm. she hopes everything will turn out okay...*

Harry: *Isn't feeling well at all, but is comforted knowing that Key is there with him*

Walter: *he knows that if it really comes down to shooting Harry and Key can't do it, then he'll have to kill the poor guy himself*

Key: *continues hoping and praying that he isn't really infected... He couldn't kill her, and she wasn't sure she would be able to kill him* ...

Mia: *falls asleep, hoping the next day will bring good news*

Harry: *he moans weakly in his light, uncomfortable sleep*

Walter: *does the same*

Key: *eventually manages to fall into a restless, shallow sleep* ...

*the next morning*

Harry: *he is not better, though he is also not worse. He shows no further signs of infection*

Walter: *asleep*

Key: *wakes up* ...? ....!! *sits up, and looks at Harry. He... didn't look any different. She reaches up and geeently opens up his eye, only slightly, and is relieved to see his eyes still look normal. she puts her hand down, and sighs in relief*

Mia: *is asleep*

Harry: *though it appears that he's not infected, his breathing is still incredibly labored, and his fever is burning hot*

Walter: *waking up* ...?

Key: ! *glances back at Walter for a moment, then goes back to checking on Harry. she puts a hand to his forehead, and frowns, incredibly worried about how high his temperature seemed to be--and how he seemed to be having trouble breathing* D:> ...

Mia: *still asleep*

Walter: *he looks over at Harry and frowns* ...

Harry: *still asleep and suffering*

Key: <:( ... *shoots Walter a worried look--what could they do to help him...?*

Mia: *waking up* ....?

Walter: *he fishes through his bag until he finds the antibiotics again. He hands them to Key*

Harry: *suffering - he coughs*

Key: *takes them, nodding gratefully, and gently nudges Harry awake to give him the pills*

Mia: ...! <:(

Harry: *he wakes up with a pained groan* ...?

Walter: Ey, 'Arry... Uh, present for you. <:/

Key: Open up... <:( *holds the pills up to his mouth, and keeps the water bottle close*

Mia: *quietly* At least he hasn't turned...

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Walter: *for the sole purpose of embarrassing Key, he gives her a low whistle*

Harry: *dazed and confused and suffering*

Key: >///////< !!! *pulls the blanket over her head, incredibly embarrassed*

Mia: *snickers, then grabs everyone's clothes and goes to hang them up*

Walter: *he laughs when he sees Key put the blanket over her head, but then gets very serious* So... Key. If Harry really IS infected... are you going to be able to shoot him?

Harry: *half-conscious and only sort of hears this*

Key: *is silent for a little while, still hiding her face with the blanket. when she answers, she's very quiet* I don't know...

Mia: *comes back, and sits next to Walter*

Walter: ... If you DO have to shoot him, and you hesitate... well, you know the consequences to that already...

Harry: ...?

Key: ... *nods silently. she just hopes it won't have to come to that...*

Mia: <:( .... *leans her head against Walter's shoulder*

Walter: *he puts an arm around Mia* <:/

Harry: *he finally speaks. His voice is quiet and raspy* ... I can hear... all you're saying...

Key: ...I know... I'm sorry...

Mia: ...

Harry: ... M'not infected... *he hacks loudly into his arm*

Walter: :/

Key: *puts her hand on his shoulder, rubbing it with her thumb* I know... I-I believe you...

Mia: <:(

Harry: ... Don't sound - *he wheezes a few times before coughing again* - Don't s-sound too convinced...

Walter: <:(

Key: I-I'm trying as hard as I can, Harry... I think I'm allowed to worry...

Mia: <:(

Harry: ... I'll be fine...

Walter: You shouldn't be talking, 'Arry. Sounds like it hurts. <:/

Key: Why don't you try to sleep, Harry? maybe you'll feel better when you wake up...

Mia: ...

Harry: *he nods a little and closes his eyes again, trying to sleep*

Walter: ... <:/

Key: *leans against Harry in an attempt to keep him warm, putting half of her own blanket over him as well* ...

Mia: *nuzzles into Walter's shoulder* I think we should follow their example...

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Harry: *again is sluggish in his response. He takes the pills and swallows it with the water (which he spilled a bit of from all the shaking)*

Walter: Feel better, Harry. <:/

Key: *takes the bottle from him when he's finished, and wipes the spill up with her hoodie sleeve* <:( ...

Mia: <:/ ... *goes to hunt around the safehouse*

Harry: *he closes his eyes again, the exhaustion getting to him. His muscles have become so tense from shaking that Harry feels sore all over*

Walter: ... Maybe, uh... it's not the Green Flu?

Key: ...I guess... it could just be a REGULAR flu... *puts a hand on his forehead, frowning at how warm it was* ...I really HOPE it's just a regular flu...

Walter: ... I can hear his breathing from HERE... I... don't think it's a regular flu. <:/

Harry: *half-awake*

Key: *puts her hand over Harry's* ...What else could it be, then?

Walter: Ahh... er... I don't know, pneumonia? <:/

Harry: *he puts his other hand on top of Key's*

Key: ! ...Maybe... I-I guess all we can do is wait... and see what happens...

Mia: *comes back with a fleece blanket over her shoulders* Hey guys, I found a ton of blankets in this back room, who else is freezing?

Walter: Me, definitely. And I'm pretty sure Harry is too. Soaked clothes, y'know? Aaahhgh! DX

Harry: *looks over at Mia, feeling incredibly dizzy doing so*

Mia: Everyone gets blankets then, okay. BRB. *goes back into that back room to retrieve blankets*

Key: ...Would getting him out of his clothes help? I-I mean, so he isn't just sitting there with damp clothes...

Walter: *he can't help but laugh a little at the question* Yeah, it'll help, I think. But for my sake, please leave the underwear on. I'm gonna do that, myself. XD; *he starts taking his own clothes off*

Harry: *watches Key, dazed and confused*

Key: *reddens* I-I wasn't going to... D////X *shakes her head, then moves back over to Harry, leaning him forward slightly so she can try to take his shirt off* >///<

Mia: *comes back* Okay, I've got enough blankets forrrrwwwwwhy is everyone taking clothes off? Did I miss something? .__.

Walter: Hahaha, no, Ducky. We just want to be dry. This is the best way to do it. XD;

Harry: *dazed and confused and suffering*

Mia: Oh. Okay. ^^ *tosses Walter a blanket, then proceeds to take her own clothes off* We should probably hang these up somewhere so they dry faster*

Key: *feels incredibly awkward. she quickly removes Harry's pants, then takes a blanket and puts it over him* >///////<

Walter: Righto -- er, where would that be? <:D;

Harry: *he still shivers, even under the blanket*

Mia: there are some shelves in the other room. :P now give me your clothes. 8I

Key: <:( ... *proceeds to undress, though she's too self-conscious to take her shirt off. She quickly covers herself with her blanket* >____>;

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Walter: ... Key... would you like to wait... to see if he gets better... or...?

Harry: *suffering*

Key: You waited an entire night for me, he deserves at LEAST that much...! D8>

Mia: *nods. it's only fair* ... <:(

Walter: Alright. Key, why don't... YOU move him... since we know you're immune.

Harry: *suffering*

Key: *nods, and grabs him underneath his arms, slowly dragging him over to a wall, and sitting him up against it. If he was infected, then it could only have been because of HER... and the guilt was already weighing her down* ...

Mia: ...

Walter: What are you thinking about, Key? <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Key: ...If he got infected, it would have been because of ME...

Mia: D: ....

Walter: And why's THAT? <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Key: W-Well, I know I'm immune, but that doesn't mean I don't still HAVE the infection--what if I passed it on?? D:>

Mia: D: ...

Walter: ... Those are called carriers. The military's hunting carriers down. Shooting them. <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Key: ...What if I'm a carrier, then...? D:>

Mia: ...If you were a carrier, Walt and I would be sick too...

Walter: ... Unless we're both immune...

Harry: *suffering*

Walter: Is there anything in the bag that would help Harry feel a bit better?

Key: ..I put some painkillers in there...

Mia: Didn't you pack some antibiotics or something? D:

Walter: We did... I think you should be the one to give them, Key... since... well, it's for certain you're immune. Maybe wake him up first. <:/

Harry: *suffering*

Key: *nods, then turns back to face Harry. She puts a hand on his cheek* Harry... Harry, wake up...

Mia: ...

Harry: *he drowsily wakes up and coughs roughly into his arm. He looks at Key, his eyes tired and bloodshot. He continues to shiver uncontrollably*

Walter: <:/

Key: *really doesn't like the condition he's in--he's starting to look a lot like Todd did* ...Hey... we're going to give you some medicine and see if it helps, okay...?

Mia: *starts trying to dig the medicine out of the backpack*

Harry: *he stares at Key for a while as if he didn't understand her, but then nods a little, his throat far too sore for him to consider speaking*

Walter: <:/ ...

Key: ... <:(

Mia: Found it. *holds the pill bottle out to Key*

Key: *takes it* Thanks. Can I have a water bottle too?

Mia: *hands her one of those too*

Key: Oookay... *checks the bottle, then pops out a single pill* Harry, I'm gonna need you to try and swallow this. *holds the pill up to his mouth*

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Walter: Oh! I think it's best to find some kind of backpack or something so we can hold the supplies.

Harry: Good Pla -- *he coughs again* Ach... good plan.

Mia: :I ... I'll go do that. *goes to hunt around for it*

Key: ...You're SURE you're okay? D:

Harry: Look, I know it's scary, but TRUST ME, I am NOT infected!

Walter: Well, just in case, Harry... you know what we'll have to do.

Harry: I know. I'm fine.

Key: *is becoming more and more worried* ...

Mia: *after a while, she comes back with a decently sized backpack* Found one. :D

Walter: Oh good! Come everyone, let's go ahead and put the supplies in there. :D *puts stuff he's found int the back pack*

Harry: ...

Key: *starts putting water bottles and granola bars in*

Mia: :3

Walter: Alright... I'll carry this thing. Oof... got somewhat heavy, haha.

Harry: *he puts his gas mask on*

Walter: *puts his gas mask on also*

Mia: *also puts her gas mask on*

Key: So we're ready to go?

Walter: Yup. :)

Harry: L-let's -- *he coughs* - Let's go, then... *he unbars the door and opens it for them*

Mia: *walks out, and looks up at the sky--it was gloomy and overcast. she hoped it wouldn't rain before they made it to safety...*

Key: *follows her out, and also notices the icky weather* D: ... we might wanna hurry.

Harry: *he nods* We'll have to run.

Walter: *readies his katana*

*they run, slashing and shooting through any infected that get in their way*

Harry: *as they run, he's finding breathing to be more and more of a laborious task, his lungs burning like a raging fire. His head also really started to hurt -- but no! No, he can't let anyone know there's something wrong with him. They're ALREADY suspicious of him possibly being infected*

*then, it starts to drizzle*

Mia: Ah, shoot--anyone see a safehouse?? D; *shoots at a group of common infected*

Key: *is a bit busy dealing with a smoker to look around* D:

Walter: Not yet! Let's hope the rain doesn't get any heavier! D:

Harry: *he's shaking all over and has to bend his knees a bit more to steady himself so he can help Key shoot the smoker. He's feeling hot and clammy all over and he can't stop coughing. Each cough feels more and more like hot needles in his lungs. Harry hopes he doesn't pass out*

Key: *finally manages to kill the smoker. she looks over at Harry, concerned* D:>

Mia: *keeps looking around for a safehouse, but sees none* godDAMMIT...

Rain: *gradually gets heavier*

Harry: *he has to press on, even in the freezing cold winds and water*

Walter: *finally he sees it* A-A SAFEHOUSE! :D

*they all run in*

Harry: *he stumbles in, still shaking uncontrollably and coughing. His head pounds relentlessly, making his mind buzz. The world goes black for him. Harry faints*

Key: AAH! D8> *quickly runs over, ripping the mask off his face, looking him over--he was incredibly pale* Oh god oh god oh god what did I DO..?? D8>

Mia: !!!

Harry: *his breathing is labored and sounds painful. Sweat drips off him, him having a high fever*

Walter: ... I-I don't know... D8 *he backs away from Harry in fear*

Mia: *also backs away, not wanting to get infected* D8

Key: Oh god oh god please let him not be infected, PLEASE...! D8>

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Walter: Let's hope there's a pharmacy in this bloody store... it'd be comforting to have antibiotics with us... *he smiles at Mia when he sees her awake*

Harry: *he stands up and brushes himself off, letting out a yawn*

Mia: *smiles back* I think antibiotics would come in handy.

Key: ! Morning, Harry. ^^

Harry: Morning -- *he coughs rather loudly into his arm, scaring himself from the suddenness of it*

Walter: *jumps when he hears this* :/ You alright, 'Arry?

Harry: F-fine... dunno what that was. I'll go look for medicine. *Wanders off*

Key: Mmh... <:/ *turns her attention to Mia and Harry* You guys sleep okay?

Mia: MORE than okay. ;3

Walter: Oh yes. :3

Harry: Didn't need to know that. XC

Key: Yeah, really, why did I even ask that? XC

Mia: Because you're silly. :P You guys do okay out here in the non-fun zone? :P

Harry: We were fine. >:/

Walter: Make out? :3

Harry: What, NO -- *he coughs again, this time hard enough to sound like it hurt*

Walter: *he backs away from Harry out of paranoid fear* ... Uh... D8>

Mia: *does the same* D:

Key: D:! Harry, are you okay??

Harry: F-fine, I'm fine, I'm okay... probably just a cold, y'know?

Walter: ... Let us know if you start feeling... funny. Okay?

Harry: I'm NOT infected. >:/

Key: *is actually getting worried--she may be immune, but HARRY may not be--what if she accidentally infected him??*

Mia: ... :/

Harry: Look, if I was infected, then I'd have grey skin by now. Which I don't. I'm OKAY, guys...

Walter: It's different for everyone.

Key: How about we just um... eat something. and then get going. D;

Mia: GOOD PLAN.

Walter: Not until I find some antibiotics, damnit!

Harry: <:/

Key: Aaaagh, okay. DX *unwraps one of the granola bars and proceeds to eat it, looking around for water bottles*

Mia: *wraps her arms around herself, feeling a bit cold--winter was definitely coming* ...

Harry: *notices Mia's behavior* Maybe we can find a clothing shop to salvage winter wear from.

Walter: *looks for antibiotics*

Mia: Yet another good plan. D; *grabs a granola bar out of the box* Harry, you want one?

Key: !! Heyyyy, I found water bottles. :D

Harry: *takes the granola bar then looks over at Key* Thank you -- ! Good job! :D

Walter: *comes back with a bottle* Found some.

Key: And then all the missions were successful. :3 *tosses Harry a water bottle, then hands one to Mia*

Mia: ! Thaaank you. :3 *drinks*

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