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Discussion in 'SOS Brigade (Clubs)' started by Guts, Mar 31, 2021.

  1. Dungeon Master Trophy Hunter

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    When his sleeve was touched, Alan reflexively pulled his arm back with a small gasp and a brief look of surprise on his face. But just as quickly as it changed, his demeanor relaxed again and he couldn't help but laugh at how foolish he must have looked, even if it was only for a brief moment.
    "My apologies. Actually, the current condition of my arms is not from a bite or any recent injury. It, ah...it goes back much farther than that."
    His head and his voice dropped ever so slightly.
    "And it is not a very pleasant topic on conversation."
    As soon as those words came out, old memories began to flood in. He absentmindedly started rubbing the arm he'd just pulled back.
    "Scars that don't heal. Pain that never really goes away. Sometimes, I can still feel the flames as if they were burning right in front of me at that very moment."
    He closed his eyes only for a few seconds, but in that brief time, an all-too-familiar scene from days long past started to play out in his mind.

    He could see the laboratory again. Co-workers, friends, family, even the woman he loved more than anything in the world. Oh, how they burned, smoldered and charred until all that was left were the hellish memories emblazoned into his memory. Realizing that there was still someone else in the room, he quickly regained his senses, opened his eyes and started speaking in his usual cadence once again.
    "Ah, sorry again, I certainly didn't mean to space out like that. The long and short of it is that these injuries are nothing new, and...well, honestly, I just prefer to keep treating them myself."
    With that, he started gathering up his gear and supplies, moving them into the other room as he was asked.
    "Amelia, was it? I've always had a lot of respect for the medical fields; I don't have the stomach to poke around in the human body like you do. That's part of the reason why I've always stuck with chemistry. In fact, I was doing pretty well as a professor a few towns over before...well, you know. Armageddon."
    When everything was moved, he sat down with a relieved sigh.
    "So, seeing as you're a nurse, have you got any weird or funny stories to share from your time treating people in the postapocalypse?"
     
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    Naomi thought about what he said, it was true, traveling with that many supplies made her an easy target especially being on her own. Her original plan was to be with her father. She spaced out and didn't hear the part where he mentioned that she should be thankful it was him and about Isa
    she suddenly had a solemn look on her face as she thought of her father. Things would have been different if he was with her. She suddenly felt the bindings on her ankles being cut which snapped her out of her thoughts. When he had stepped back, she rubbed her ankles for a moment. She listened as he began to speak but the moment Terry mentioned her not being free to go, her gaze shot up to look at him.
    "Wait.... you're not letting me leave?"
    She began to stand and walk towards them, her right hand moved behind her back, holding a small blade which she had hidden in her boots, as Terry was speaking to Isa his back turned towards Naomi, she clenched the blade tightly


    Isa who never took her eyes off the girl was listening to Terry when he mentioned Isa talking to her, she only gave a "humph" in response. Just as Terry went to turn and ask the girl what skills she had. Isa stepped forward, but still remained behind Terry and gave the girl a threatening look, she had her hand at her hip ready to grab the handgun...

    Naomi seeing Isa stepping forward with her gaze and Terry turning to face her, made Naomi freeze on the spot. Her eye shot from one to the other for a moment. It was then that she realized she had no chance against these two at least not together. Putting on an act, she pretended to look taken aback from his question."
    "Skills?"
    she thought for a moment, quickly tucking the blade in her waist band. Should I tell them the truth or make up some random skill. She decided to tell them only a portion of what she could do. She moved her hand to her side and clutched the hem of her shorts. looking at Terry as she spoke. Looking at Isa made her a feel uneasy
    "I know basic hunting and survival skills and how to handle a blade"


    Isa seeing the girls other hand, relaxed, she moved back to leaning against the door frame. She kept her glare at Naomi
    "I guess she isn't completely useless"
    she emphasized 'completely' and 'useless' as she personally saw the girl as in fact being useless. It was a compliment ...to a degree. She looked Naomi up and down before continuing
    "If you try anything stupid, I wont go easy on you"
    she spoke in a threatening tone, before turning on a heel and leaving the room.


    Naomi nodded in response to Isa as if understanding. 'shit this is gonna be harder than I thought, I better lay low'. She looked over at Terry remembering that he mentioned preparations, she was curious as to what he meant and did they involve her
    "what did you mean by preparations?"
    hoping to catch some info

    Isa made her way back to the jeep and continued to work on fixing the tire knowing Terry would probably be out to scold her for threatening the girl any minute. She had no intentions in being buddy buddy with their so called guest. She let out a huff of disgust as she let another cigarette she was still curious as to how this young child got ahold of a military grade jeep and began kicking herself mentally for not asking. Then again the last thing she wanted to do was strike up a conversation with the girl. She rolled her eyes on the thought, knowing that Terry would probably somehow get the answers.

    Amelia nodded in response when he mentioned that the wound goes back and that it wasn't a pleasant topic. Being a nurse and seeing what all her patients had gone through, she knew full well what he meant and responded gently with
    "I understand"
    Seeing him standing there in a daze, she figured he was remembering when the wound happened, what lead up to it and more. She remained quiet for a moment listening, when he mentioned "they" and burning right in front of him. Her heart ached as she knew that he suffered a great loss, and could understand where he came from as she too suffered loss. She could only stare at him, wondering what he went through, the look on her face was one of understanding and sadness. Something she was all to familiar with, with the way the world had become and being one of the survivors, everyone had suffered loss.
    When he apologized to her, she gave him a gentle smile
    "Don't be sorry, it happens and I completely understand. If at any time you would like me to take a look, please don't hesitate to ask"

    As he gathered his supplies and moved them to another room. She quickly walked over and grabbed some water for herself and the new guest then followed not to far behind him. She handed him a bottled water and took a seat herself on an old couch she managed to collect a while back. If one were took look around the room they would feel a sense of normalcy. It looked almost like a living room with a few rooms connected to it. The furniture had wear and tear from the apocalypse so it wasn't luxurious but it was cozy, at least to Amelia's standard.

    She and the medical staff were fortunate enough to be given one of the smaller warehouses, located near the dock, to work and live in. Half of the section contained rooms for her and other medical members to work on patients, which also contained their medical supplies. The other was living quarters divided among them. Amelia took a section that contained about 5 office rooms, which all connected to a small lobby, where they were currently sitting. The extra rooms allowed her to watch over any patients that needed over night monitoring. Being close to the docks allowed for easy escape if a huge hoard came through.

    Amelia looked up when said her name and smiled
    "Call me Lea, its a nick name I picked up since this all started. I guess its easier"
    she shrugged then took a sip
    "Believe it or not I was studying to be a nurse right before the apocalypse happened, I was top of my class. I wanted to help save lives. But since the apocalypse I kind of just moved up a bit... to doing everything."
    she chuckled a little
    "as for funny stories hmm..."
    she took a moment to think
    "we had a guy from our group come in with his....."
    she paused for a moment to think of the proper word
    "gentile area stuck"
    she coughed
    "apparently he was using improper means for 'sexual gratification' and got carried away. Well the item he used, just didn't quite work out in his favor and what even worse, what he thought was lubrication, was actually waterproof sealant that you used to put on plumbing. We had to spend a few hours to cut the item off. What was worse is the vibration of the saw we had to use to cut it off, also didn't work in his favor, so we had to keep taking frequent breaks. "
    She shook her head
    "I guess being a single guy and a plumber, those pipes, I guess are a bit .....intimidating over time"
    she shrugged then chuckled
    "we sent him home with some solution to remove the remaining glue. Needless to say, he learned his lesson... or at least I hope he did"
    She took another sip of her water. She looked him up and down curiously
    "So what do you do now, since the apocalypse?"
    She paused a moment
    "You mentioned you were into chemistry and were a professor pre apocalypse, do you still continue with it now, I mean aside from the teaching?"
    knowing that teaching was uncommon now due to the apocalypse

     
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    Terry was always grateful of how alert Isa was, even if it did feel like it was sometimes over done. He knew about the knife in her boot, Terry having service in Iraq for around 3 tours, he has seen all he needs too when someone has the will to survive. When Naomi tried to pry for information he responded as he would to anyone.

    "None of your business unless you're my superior, and even then. It's something only Isa and I need to know kid. The only thing I will say is we will be accompanying you to your cabin." He paused and eyed her for a moment. It was a more knowing stare than she would he comfortable with. "And don't you ever try that stab me in the back business again, She has more gun discipline than me. The second I heard you charge you'd already have been shot in the stomach."

    Terry got up and walked out the door, He didn't care if Naomi followed, He only made his way to Isa. Terry was trying to give this girl Naomi a shot at being friendly with them. He saw she was young and lost just about everything. He had been there before.

    "Isa!" He shouted when he got outside. He was only trying to get her attention. Before walking up to her and speaking in a whisper. "Look, I know you ain't a fan of her. But I can see in her eyes she has been through a lot. I'm just asking for a tiny bit of compassion. As for trust I don't care if you trust her. If she tries anything stupid I'll dispose of her myself."

    He spoke in a more organized kind of way, as if he was giving Isa an order. Being a Sargeant did that to you.

    "You know I always got your back girl. You ever hurt yourself, don't care how many biters there are. I'll die trying to get you out. No one left behind, you know that Isa." He wanted to make sure she knew he was on her side still.

    "Just give the kid a chance, we've both lost a lot, this kid has too. You can see it in her eyes, her purpose, love, and happiness has all escaped. There is still just a small glimmer of light in there. Just be someone she can talk too. You don't have to respond just listen if you got nothing nice to say."

    Terry had started to walk away, Though he has made peace with his past it still haunted him. Getting back inside he sat down at the table. He closed his eyes just to try to catch a quick nap. As he drifted out of consciousness it's when everything went awry.

    The bellowing echo of helicopter blades filling his dreams before the sound of gunfire, she'll casings covering the helicopters floor. The scent of gunpowder filling the cabin before hearing in the headset "going down!" in his dream he woke up. The debris of the helicopter everywhere. Bloodied, bruised, and broken. He crawled away from the copter. Looking at all his friends, lifeless corpses. placing himself as close to a dune as possible he laid back, stretching his leg out he could feel his knee was at least dislocated and his breathing was uneasy. Likely a broken rib. Taking out his knife he placed it between his teeth. Biting down, he grabbed a hold of his left knee and snapped it back into place.

    Terry woke up, it had only been 15 minutes. But he relieved his first encounter with death. He didn't scream, he didn't freak out. When he woke up he immediately reached for his pistol aiming it at whoever dare enter the room first. Once he processed which one it was he put the gun back in its holster and said nothing.
     
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    Isa paused for a moment in hearing Terry's voice but went right back to working on the jeep. She listened as he spoke with the cigarette between her lips she responded abruptly
    "Whatever she has been through, is not my problem"
    She took a puff of the cigarette and held it up, offering it to Terry. As she blew out the smoke it sounded a bit light a sigh of annoyance
    "You know I'm not really one to have compassion, but I will try my best"
    after Terry took a drag she took the cigarette back, took a drag as Terry spoke, then handed it back to him. This time she looked up at him and gave him a knowing smile. If it was anyone she cared about in the world right now, it was him and she too would do the same.
    "I know you do, just as I will always have your back"
    When he mentioned the kid again the annoyed look appeared back on her face. She knew that this was more of a command than a request. She sighed and responded
    "Fine"
    She glared at Terry as he walked away. She wasn't looking forward in having a conversation with a yappy teenager. But she also knew Terry meant well. So for his sake she would attempt to give the girl a try.



    After a few minutes she had finished fixing the tire and put it back on the jeep. She grabbed a rag and headed inside. She noticed Terry had nodded off and knowing that sleep was hard to come by she quieted her steps in hopes to not wake him. But he suddenly woke up aiming his pistol at her. This hadn't been the first nor the last time this happened, so it didn't phase her. She just knew not to move in that situation as moving could result in the trigger being pulled so she just remained still until he had focused. When he holstered his pistol, she walked up to him and slid a bottle of water over to him giving him a knowing look
    "Which one was it this time?"
    She took the seat opposite from him. Nightmares were something she too was familiar with, especially those who had dealt with trauma. She held out the pack of cigarettes to him offering him one, to help calm the nerves. She herself was never a smoker until she got into the military and experienced all she had. She decided to fill him in on her report.

    "The jeep is all set and ready, the tire should hold up just fine. I was just about to look over and make an inventory of the supplies we gained."
     
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    Terry didn't say much as he grabbed the cigarette from the pack, Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his zippo engraved with his company and battalion number. Lighting it up he looked at Isa, he had the look in his eye as if he was looking at an enemy but as he continued everything got less cloudy at least once he heard the voice he snapped back to reality.

    "Good, good." He responded to the jeep as he figured it was more important at the moment. "The helicopter. Being a POW Marked for execution still ain't got me right in the head. Narrowly escaped. Glad I was alive back then. But back then things were much simpler."

    As he continued smoking his cigarette he figured they could pack up a bit. Mostly get munitions and guns loaded. He thought for a short moment. "This is gonna sound insane, Isa. But... we are gonna be moving at night. I'm gonna give that kid a gun, she is gonna need it if she gets separated from us. She is one of our only hopes for something off the grid."

    Terry stood up and poked out the cigarette on the table it was just about done anyway maybe 2 or 3 drags left. He went to the room Naomi was staying in and pulled off about 8 pieces of the floorboard. Reaching down into the hole he grabbed out a duffle bag. It was loaded with ammo, a few assault rifles, and some handguns. Reaching in he pulled out a USP 45. checked the mags, and threw about 4 mags to Naomi.

    "Listen kid. When we head out I'm giving you this gun." He lifted his free hand to show the pistol. "Now I'm sure your partner who was supposed to be riding with you in the truck advised against this. But we're gonna be heading out at night." Even if Naomi or Isa asked. He wasn't going to explain why they were going too. The truth was its easier to hide your tracks at night. And further more. He wanted to put Naomi into a position she had to choose her life or everyone's life.

    "Get your shit together girl. It's gonna be a long night."Terry left the room and went back to Isa.

    "I know you're probably thinking it's a bad idea, but the horns might be watching us during the day. I know I'm not the only one getting those eyes burning the back of your head feeling. There's someone out there, watching us." Even if she wasn't, Terrys sense if paranoia was mostly reliable, however not every situation is he correct.
     

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