[WHO] Sven the NPC and anyone who heard this [WHERE] Warehouse 15 / St Pauls' Bay / Malta [WHEN] [Day 14] Morning [STYLE]Action [RATING] pg for swearing [STATUS] Open
[Griffin really fancies himself as a loner. Life taught him to be that way. He certainly talks the part and even goes so far as push others away without having a real reason to do so. Loners, as a general rule, don't stick their necks out for others. Griffin definitely doesn't like doing so.
So why is he heading straight for Warehouse 15 after hearing a cry for help over the radio? Because he wants to kill zombies. That's what he tells himself, anyway. Griffin creeps through, trusty bat in hand. He won't make a sound, instead listening for the man so he would know where to go.]
[You may want to direct your attention to the two berserkers currently bodyslamming the fuck out of a service door. They haven't quite figured out that it needs to be lifted, so instead they've making one hell of a dent into the metal. A few lingering basic infected are wandering about, one of them attempting to crawl through a broken window. They definitely don't notice Griffin at first, that is until one rounds around the corner, spotting him amongst the rest.]
[Griffin's eyes widen to the size of saucers at the sight of the berserkers. Those things are huge. He backs away ever so slowly. If the guy on the radio is on the other side of that door, he's screwed. Griffin's really missing his Jumping right about now.
He turns and... oh hi, Zombie C. It cries out and Griffin's first instinct is to silently wave his arm in a shushing gesture. Then he blinks, because what the hell good is it to shush a zombie? He sprints to the side, taking cover behind some boxes.
Griffin's hoping the zombie follows, because he's gonna shut it up.]
[Good thing this zombie isn't a cool zombie, no one listens to him. He's like the undead boy who cried wolf. He stumbles forward, foolishly leading himself into Griffin's trap.]
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So why is he heading straight for Warehouse 15 after hearing a cry for help over the radio? Because he wants to kill zombies. That's what he tells himself, anyway. Griffin creeps through, trusty bat in hand. He won't make a sound, instead listening for the man so he would know where to go.]
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[Zombie C greets the fresh blood with a cry.]
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He turns and... oh hi, Zombie C. It cries out and Griffin's first instinct is to silently wave his arm in a shushing gesture. Then he blinks, because what the hell good is it to shush a zombie? He sprints to the side, taking cover behind some boxes.
Griffin's hoping the zombie follows, because he's gonna shut it up.]
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