Derp Tank

Harry: <:/ ... *he hugs Key a little*

Walter: D'oh-ho-ho-ho! :3

Mia: Awwwwwh~ X3

Key: *stops shivering after a little bit* ...

Harry: Shut up, she must be cold or something. >____>

Walter: Sure, sure. "Cold or something". X3

Mia: *snickers* X3

Key: *looks rather comfortable where she is*

Harry: I'm only helping her! XC

Walter: But 'Enry -

Harry: HARRY.

Walter: 'Arry - WHATEVER - it's too damned adorable!

Mia: XD

Key: *starts waking up when their voices start elevating* Mmh?

Harry: *doesn't notice* Jesus christ, we're FRIENDS! D8<

Walter: *notices and snorts, trying to contain laughter*

Key: *notices how close she is to, Harry, and reddens* >/////>;

Mia: *snickers* Oh, Harry~

Harry: *quickly lets go of her and moves away* Hey, shut up! D////8<

Walter: No. :P

Key: sorry... <////<;

Mia: Don't apologize for feeling cold, it's freezing in here. :P

Walter: I'm a lucky ol' chap, owning a nice coat and all. :U

Harry: XC

Mia: So, forget the library then, make the next safehouse a freakin' clothing store. XC

Key: That would be incredible. XC

Walter: It could be next time perhaps? <:D

Harry: Not likely.

Mia: Nothing wrong with hoping. <:P Now, who's up for breakfast?

Key: Yay, more rations. :P

Mia: YEP! :D

Walter: Good stuff! The bees knees, I tell you!

Harry: ... Who even USES that phrase anymore...?

Walter: I do! D:

Mia: *tries very hard not to laugh as she hands out the bars* That's archaic slang, Walter. X)

Key: *takes one* <:P

Walter: I like it. :C *takes a bar*

Harry: ... Eh. Better than "yo dog".

Key: THAT, I can agree with... *eats*

Mia: Heheh. *also eats*

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Walter: Well alright then - I learned all I did by managing to sneak out and going to the library. I read. I'm uneducated you see. Not professionally at least. I learned to talk through listening to the people and tellies and such and I learned to read and write through books.

Harry: ... *he listens*

Mia: ...I didn't go to the BEST schools when I was a kid... dad had to work two jobs just to keep the house... I'm lucky I managed to get a scholarship, or I wouldn't even be here...

Walter: I think you'd be here even if you didn't get a scholarship. In a safe house.

Harry: ...

Mia: Maybe a safehouse, but not this safehouse... I'd probably be all the way back in Michigan...

Key: *...*

Walter: Is it nice in Michigan?

Harry: ...

Mia: Mhmm... at least until the blizzards roll in. <:P

Walter: Better than endless fog, I do think.

Harry: ...

Mia: I guess so... Well, hey, I said a few things, it's your turn again... Unless you don't want to keep talking?

Key: *...*

Walter: Oh, that's about it for me. Really, that's all my life was until the Green Flu came.

Harry: ... Never any friends...?

Walter: ! Oh! I didn't see you were awake! 'Ello, 'Enry!

Harry: HARRY.

Walter: Oy, whatever, mate.

Mia: ! *wonders how much Harry heard--not that she really minded sharing. she notices Key still asleep, and smirks* Comfy there?

Key: *asleep*

Harry: *moves himself a bit away from Key, though not too much as she is still leaning on him* ... No.

Walter: We could wake her up. :3

Harry: Don't.

Key: *lightly grabs at his arm, as if she were trying to keep him there* mmh...

Mia: Aww, that's cute. :3

Harry: *moves a bit closer to her again* It's not, so shut up. >:(

Walter: Aww, hahaha. XD

Mia: It's absolutely adorable, what are you talking about? X3 Walter, should we wake her up?

Key: *zzz*

Walter: No, I'd rather see our little-big beet-face squirm. :3

Harry: DX

Mia: I am totally okay with this. :3

Key: *hugs Harry's arm, shivering a bit* ...

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Walter: Right then. I'll stay up for a bit longer, you two get some shut-eye.

Harry: Mh... *he closes his eyes and tries to sleep*

Mia: Alrighty. G'night, you guys. XP *lays down on the floor and tries to sleep*

Key: *zzz*

Walter: 'Night! ^^

Harry: *he is able to eventually fall asleep. He unconsciously ends up leaning on Key as she leans on him*

Mia: *eventually drifts off as well. she doesn't notice Key and Harry*

Key: *sleeps*

Walter: *he stays awake for a while, listening to the moans outside. Then he sleeps*

The Next Morning

Harry: *still asleep*

Walter: *cleans his katana with an old rag*

Mia: *wakes up* ...? Hey, Walter... sup?

Key: *asleep*

Walter: *whispers to her* The others are asleep. So how are you? You know, I don't know much about you.

Harry: *asleep*

Mia: *whispers back* Oh... Yeah, well, I don't know anything about you either. How about this--you tell me something and I'll tell you something. How's that sound?

Walter: Alright then. *rather casually* My parents locked me in a room with a barred window and some nights they would take turns beating me.

Harry: *asleep*

Mia: !! *her eyes widen in shock--she has no idea how to respond to that* D8 ....

Walter: What? :/

Harry: *asleep*

Mia: *tries to compose herself* That was, um... *coughs* A bit unexpected... uh... jeez... well MY parents were divorced... mom was a bit of a dog...

Walter: Mums tend to be doges, yes. :/

Harry: *waking up* ...?

Mia: Mmh... <:/ Well, it's your turn.

Key: *asleep*

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Walter: Well ducky, eating's rather important. Don't want to STARVE, do we?

Harry: ... Bars of cardboard for everyone, then...

Walter: Hey, now, the cardboard isn't TOO duff... why, I once ate two without honking! :D

Harry: ...

Mia: You know, I hope the next safehouse is in a library, because I think I need a dictionary. <:P *hands out the ration bars*

Key: *snorts, and takes one* Nice.

Harry: *takes one* ...

Walter: *also takes one* Oh, you bloody Americans! Learn the language of your damned Mum-country why don't you? D:<

Mia: We'll learn your slang when you learn ours. ;P

Key: Heh... *takes a bite out of the bar, still sitting close to Harry*

Walter: Wot, with your "yo dawg"s and your "hey what up"s? >:P

Harry: *feels completely fine with Key sitting close to him*

Mia: Yes. :P *eats*

Key: *eats quietly, only half-paying attention to the conversation. truthfully, she was nervous--she was more afraid of becoming infected than she was before...*

Walter: American blathering. XP *eats his bar*

Harry: *looks over at Key, seeing the nervousness in her expression. He scoots a bit closer to her*

Mia: English babbling. :P *eats*

Key: *glances over at him, and smiles a little--she appreciates the gesture. she keeps eating*

Walter: BRITISH babbling, thank you. *eats*

Harry: *he nibbles at his bar in silence* ...

Mia: Well, you know what? Just shush. :P *eats*

Key: *finishes the bar. she pulls her legs up to her chest, and hugs them, resting her chin on her knees* ......

Walter: You first. >:P *eats*

Harry: *leans back, letting the time just... pass*

Mia: Nyeh. :P *eats*

Key: *eventually falls into an uneasy sleep. she ends up leaning against Harry's side a little bit*

Walter: *has finished his bar* ^^

Harry: *he watches her sleep, face somewhat red from the proximity* o/////o;

Key: *frowns a bit in her sleep, still troubled*

Mia: *also finishes eating. She notices Harry's expression, and grins* You okay over there, Harry? :P

Harry: I-I'm fine! o/////o;;

Walter: ;D Beet-face.

Harry: ... Am not. >//////>;;;

Mia: Fine then. Firetruck-face? ;P

Key: *asleep*

Harry: ... Stop... XC

Walter: Well don't go and get all offended, Mr. Tomato, we're just having a spot of fun. <:P

Mia: Seriously. :P *yawns* whoopsies. I think we should follow Key's cue and try to catch a few z's. XP

Key: *zzz*

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Harry: I'M SORRY, OKAY?? D8>

Walter: Who's sorry about what now?

Key: Nothing significant. >_<; Find anything?

Mia: Just a bunch of military rations. :/

Walter: It's better than nothing though. Henry, your face is the color of a beet. Are you okay?

Harry: It's HARRY! >////<;;;

Key: *hopes she won't be noticed* <___<;

Mia: *DOES notice, but stays quiet... for now* ... X3

Harry: *he puts his hand on his face, trying to cool it* XC

Walter: :P

Key: How about we all get some sleep. D;

Mia: Sure, sure. :P

*suddenly a man slams himself into the Safe House door*

Man: *he looks incredibly sick* L-LET ME IN! P-PLEASE!!

Walter: *he immediately stands up* DON'T! He's infected! D8<

Man: I'M NOT - I'M NOT INFECTED, PLEASE, JUST LET ME IN!! D8>

Harry: D8 ...

Mia: *just stands there and stares* D:> .....

Key: *watches from her spot on the floor, scooting AWAY from the door, back towards Harry* D8 ...

Man: I'M NOT INFECTED, I'M NOT, I'M NOT, JUST PLEASE HELP ME!! D8>

Harry: *puts a hand on Key's shoulder* D8 ...

Key: *just stares* D8 ...

Mia: *wonders if she should shoot the poor man before he goes completely insane* D:> ....

Man: *he then screams at the top of his lunges, clawing at his own face, slamming himself into the door*

Walter: *watches, a grim expression on his face* ...

Harry: D8 ...

Key: D8 ...

Mia: *glances at one of Key's pistols* ...should i, um....?

Walter: *nods silently at Mia* ...

Harry: D8> ...

Man: *screams at them, soon clawing at them through the bars, fully succumbing to the infection*

Mia: *takes the pistol, and edges a bit closer to the door before shooting the infected man through the bars* <:/

Key: D8

Man: *he falls, dead*

Harry: *shaking* ... I hate that, I hate that, I hate that...

Walter: It happens. And when it does, that's it. We may as well be the ones to put them right there out of their misery.

Key: J-Jeez...

Mia: *sighs, and puts the pistol down* ...Yeah, I don't think I'd be able to take that... *looks up at the others, completely serious* I just want you guys to know that... That if I get infected, and turn, I want you to kill me. I don't want to live like that.

Harry: ... Same here.

Walter: Me too - to hell with eating brains.

Key: Me too.

Mia: ...WELL. Now that THAT'S settled... anyone wanna eat, or do we just wanna sleep? <:/

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Walter: Good job, very good job! Things are a DEATH SENTENCE for those of us without any protection. D:

Harry: Right... that liquid in them...

Walter: Could infect anyone not protected, yes.

Key: We should probably find you a mask, then. D:

Mia: Maybe there'll be one in the next safehouse? Speakin' of which, we should prooobably keep moving.

Walter: A fine idea! Let's!

*they keep moving until they reach the next Safe House*

Harry: *he opens the door to let them in, but a body falls down at his feet, causing him to yelp and grab Key's arm, startled*

Key: !! *is just a startled, and also unconsciously grabs on to him* D8!!

Mia: *hadn't been paying attention--she looks over* Oh EW... D:

Walter: |:/ *picks up the body and moves it* There. You mice done hugging each other?

Harry: *quickly lets go of Key* W-we weren't - w-won't you get infected?? D8

Walter: The body's riddled with bullet holes but there's no sign of infection. This poor chap's been shot by his "friends" it seems. *enters the Safe House*

Harry: *does the same and waits until everyone's in before he closes the door*

Key: *takes the mask off after the door's closed* >____>;

Mia: Welp. Let's see if there's any food in here. *goes to look*

Harry: ... *he takes his mask off and sets it aside along with his gun*

Walter: *looks for food with Mia*

Key: *notices that the safehouse seems to be lacking a place to sleep. she sighs, and sits against the wall* .....

Harry: *he sits right by her, also sighing* Never would have thought a freaking BED would be considered a privilege...

Key: Yeah... Never would've thought I'd need to carry a GUN just to walk a few blocks without getting KILLED...

Harry: *he sighs, saddened. He doesn't realize when he places his hand on top of Key's*

Key: ! *definitely notices, but doesn't try to pull her hand away* Um. Um... Harry? >///>;

Harry: !! *immediately lets go of her hand, scooting away from Key* S-sorry... >////////>;;;;;

Key: s'kay. <////<;

Harry: N-no, not really... *scoots away more* >/////>;;;

Key: Harry, you're making this more awkward than it needs to be. >////<;;

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Harry: *rubs his eyes* ... Mhm...

Walter: Not a morning person, I'm guessing.

Mia: Apparently not. <:P

Key: *waking up* mmh...

Mia: And neither is she. :P

Walter: I will find a way to exploit this. C:

Harry: *doesn't like that Walter reminds him of Todd* ...

Mia: *snickers*

Key: Why're we laughin'...? D;

Mia: Ohhhh, nothing~

Walter: We gonna go gank some zombie wankers now, right?

Harry: ... Lemme get ready first... *gets up and does so*

Walter: Oh right, and also popcorn! Good stuff! Buttery stuff! Tasty grub, it is!

Mia: Oh! Shaaaaaaare.... *takes some popcorn*

Key: Oh, food. Yay. *gets up, and goes to grab some popcorn as well*

Walter: *takes some* Oy, come gets yours, tall one!

Harry: ... Harry...

Walter: Right, okay! *eats his popcorn*

Key: Oh--my name's Key, by the way. *eats*

Mia: *eats* Yaaaaaaaaay, we're all acquainted. ^^

Walter: *finishes his popcorn and gets his katana* Now everyone remember this - don't shoot the big fat zombies. Those are boomers, and they're called that because they explode. They spray you with boomer shoot. And zombies like boomer shoot.

Harry ... Uh... alright...

Mia: OH! I think I shot one of those the other day. It was kind of far, though.

Key: Ooookay. Avoid shooting the big infected. Got it.

Walter: Yep. Now then, off we go?

Harry: *grabs his gun and puts on his gas mask* Just about.

Key: *puts her gas mask on* I'm ready.

Mia: *does the same* Good to go. You don't have one? :/

Walter: Never was able to get one, really. I'm still fine though. Not drooling yet.

Harry: Let's go then. *unbars the door and walks out*

Walter: *follows Harry out and cuts through a few infected like they're nothing*

Mia: *grins, though her approval is hidden by the mask. she shoots at a small group, shooting them down easily*

Key: *watches the rooftops for "Smokers"*

*and so they walk*

Walter: ... *he sniffs the air* ...! Boomer boomer boomer! Somewhere here - someone with a gun shoot the bloody hell out of it before it gets too close! D8

Harry: *readies his gun*

Mia: *looks around* ...

Key: *glances in every direction until she spots it trying to duck behind a dumpster* AAH! *shoots it*

Boomer: *explodes*

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Walter: Right.

Harry: ...

*they walk for a little longer*

Harry: Safe House. Right there.

Walter: ... and a Smoker.

Harry: "smoker"...?

Walter: Things with the tongues. I smell it.

Harry: Smell it. |:/

Walter: ... *suddenly he grabs the whip-like tongue before it can wrap itself around his throat, and yanks*

Smoker: AUUHH!! *falls off the roof it was standing on*

Walter: 'ELLO, FRIEND! *stabs it through the head* G'bye, friend. >:/

Key: *gawks* ...HOW? O___________O

Mia: *also gawks* ...Holy shoot, you are teaching me how to do that. O_______________O

Walter: I don't know if I CAN teach something like that. More of an instinctual thing, and I'm no teacher. T'would be a big pain in the arse for both of us, methinks.

Harry: The safe house's right there. Let's stop talking and start moving. >:(

*and so they enter the safe house and bar the door*

Walter: Wot! We sure scored lucky with this one! Right little hotel room, nice and spiff! Barely a speck of blood, except - oop - except there, yeah.But other than that, this place is absolutely cracking! :D

Harry: Your damn Brit-slang... can't understand a word you say.

Walter: Oy, get used to it. Not like I learned any o'YOUR American-speak. Stuff's just confusing. You'd have to be absolutely barmy to want to learn it.

Harry: ... What...?

Walter: Oh, bugger this. I'm going to go find a spot to sleep on. *walks off*

Key: ....WELL then.

Mia: ...I have no idea what he just said but it sounded awesome.

Key: *facepalms*

Harry: *he sighs* ... I'm also going to go to bed. G'night. *he finds a couch to sleep on*

Mia: Sleep sounds amazing. *plops onto a bed*

Key: :P *hunts around for a sleeping bag*

Harry: *it doesn't take long for him to pass out on the couch, as the entire day had been exhausting*

Mia: *falls asleep within moments*

Key: *finds a sleeping bag and sets it down on the floor, getting in it, and quickly dozing off*

The next morning

Harry: *asleep*

Walter: *making popcorn for breakfast as that is the only thing in the room*

Key: *asleep*

Mia: *is woken up by the sound of the microwave* ...? Hullo...

Walter: 'Ello pretty lady. Just making some popcorn for us to all choke down. Bloody good breakfast THIS is, right? Hah!

Harry: *still asleep*

Mia: Hah. Better than what I used to get BEFORE this whole mess started... *gets out of bed, and stretches* MMuh. So uh, I never got your name.

Key: *sleeps*

Walter: Walter Hobbes. Not that last names seem to matter too much anymore. Yours? Or would you rather I keep calling you "pretty lady"? :P

Harry: *asleep*

Mia: *grins* I wouldn't mind that. Name's Mia Thorn. Just call me Mia. :P

Key: *zzz*

Walter: Lovely name for a lovely young lady such as yourself. You can just call me Walter, obviously. :P

Harry: *he wakes up to the smell of popcorn* Muhh...?

Mia: *notices Harry* Moooorning, sleepyhead. :P

Key: *zzz*

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Harry: *he shoots the infected as best as he can*

*suddenly, a block down, a car alarm goes off*

Mia: What the hell--

Infected: *seem to come from everywhere, running straight for the source of the sound*

Key: D8 ....hooooly crap...

Harry: Someone might be alive - SOMEONE may have set that car alarm off! D8

meanwhile

Walter: *He quickly stabs the hunter that had knocked itself into the alarmed car, swearing under his breath when he sees the incoming mass of zombies*

Key: Then we need to go help. NOW. D8

Mia: Uh oh. D: Misfit squad to the rescue, then! *starts heading over there, shooting at infected, using the fact that they weren't paying attention to her as an opportunity*

Walter: *he sees this through the swarm of zombies* ...?? *he then cuts through some zombies, doing his best to stay alive*

Harry: *shoots at the infected, careful not to hit this new person*

Mia: *mows down infected, aiming AWAY from the new guy*

Key: *helps Mia pick off any that she misses*

*it takes a while, but the horde soon all dies off*

Walter: *he's a bit shaken from the encounter* Th... th-thank you...

Harry: Sure. :/

Mia: Hey, anytime... Whoa, you fight with a katana? That's kinda badass.

Key: Eheh... ^^; So um... Are you traveling alone? <:/

Walter: *to Mia* Thank you. *to Key* I wouldn't call hordes of infected people "alone", would you? The screams keep me company.

Harry: ... You don't... sound American. Did you come over here? :/

Walter: To... escape. Yes. The Green Flu hit England rather hard. I came here to escape that... right when the infection was getting bad HERE...

Mia: Jeez, Sorry to hear that.... <:/

Key: ...Would you like to travel with us? Safety in numbers, you know. If it's okay with everyone else. <:/

Walter: Traveling with other people? I don't know. Might ruin my image. All the infected, they might laugh and call me names. I also would have an issue with them whenever I'd like to join in on their infected games.

Harry: He can join us.

Key: Mia?

Mia: I'm cool with it.

Key: Good. So... WILL you join us?

Walter: Sure. Better than just my katana and I. Double cross me, though, and I'll kill you all. I've already had that experience twice. Don't think I'm kidding.

Harry: ... Uh... Alright.

Key: I um... Don't think you'll have to worry about that with us. ^^;

Mia: ...

Walter: Excellent. Let's be off then, I suppose. *wanders off*

Harry: ! *follows him* Do you know where you're going? >:/

Walter: North, of course! The Safe Zone's in Canada, after all. We'd need to get to New York, then walk north from there. Straight up.

Mia: ...Sounds to me like he knows where he's going. :P

Key: Yippee... Now let's see if we can find a safehouse before it gets dark....

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Key: oh! I was um.... Actually going to say the same thing. I didn't mean any of that.... <:(

Harry: ... So uh... it's all okay now? Between us? <:/

Key: *nods* Mhmm. Let's um... try not to do that again. D;

Harry: ... Yeah... I was kinda being a dick anyway...

Key: Well, I pushed you a bit too far... so i guess we're both at fault. <:/

Mia: *asleep*

Harry: Well, whatever now, right? ... Here... *he then hugs her, something that before, he wouldn't have been caught dead doing. Maybe some of Todd's personality had rubbed off on Harry*

Key: ! *really had NOT expected that--she hugs him back anyway, taking this as a sign--he was DEFINITELY getting better...*

Harry: *he hugs her for a while before letting go of her, hands still on her shoulders* ...

Key: *puts a hand over one of his, smiling at him* ....We're gonna make it, Harry... We just have to get through this...

Mia: *waking up, she looks over at them groggily* ...?

Harry: *he smiles a little at her* ... Okay... I believe you.

Key: *smiles a bit wider*

Mia: *registers what's going on after a few moments, and raises an eyebrow* g'mornin, guys....

Harry: *he immediately lets go of Key* ... Morning. >___>

Key: ! Oh--hey, Mia. Sleep okay?

Mia: *sits up and yawns hugely* Yyyep. I'm guessing you two made up?

Key: Yyyep.

Harry: Yes. We did. Get ready. We need to move.

Mia: Alllllrighty! *gets up, and starts getting her stuff together*

Key: *is glad to see Harry more motivated--she also gets her stuff ready*

Harry: *gets ready, grabbing his gun and putting on his gas mask*

Key: *does the same*

Mia: *also does this, and unbars the door* And so we go.

*and so they went*

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