Caelinus then went outside of the house. He looked both ways then he signaled for them to come out. Then he saw the zombies. They came in HOARDS and HOARDS! Caelinus sweared under his breath.

The man stopped lowering the gun some. What? Where they maybe good guys after all? Omid didn't waste time though to find out as he scooted back against the glass door of the home his injured leg leaving a trail of blood in it wake. The brut grunted some.
"We're here to kill him, for lying. He's a f****** traitor if I have ever seen one." He man cured dropping the gun. No...Omid shook his head pulling his gun out that he had managed to get from a guard he had killed. He aimed at the man and shot, hitting him cleanly in the head. The others jumped some shaking before running away leaving the two alone. Omid tossed the gun away afraid that the woman was with them and would hurt him next.
"Please..."he begged. "Please don't hurt me..."

Blue snorted. "I'm not going to harm you." Blue chuckled. "Look at this. You're what, 25? And someone a decade younger than you gives you fear."

"C'mon darling." Blue changed her character, playing a different personality now. "We should get out of here." She said dryly. Blue sheathed her sword smoothly. "Get you patched up, and darling, you need some new clothes." Blue headed up the stairs. "The exit's this way." She told the man, not bothering to turn back to check if he was following.

Caelinus shot down the Zombies as many as she could. "There is to many!" Caelinus said. "We have to take a different route.

The man nodded though said nothing until the girl walked away without him. "Wait!" He called after her. He grabbed the rail of the stairs and pulled himself up onto one leg as he tried to hop fown the steps. "I-I...can't walk." He attempted sadly.

Blue grimaced, and peeked outside. The sun had set, and twilight had come. Blue left her character behind, acting just like herself now. "Fine." She said, half to herself. Blue rejoined the man downstairs. "It's dark anyways. We should just stay put, and see what happens." Blue noted.

"My name is Blue, and I'm 15. What about you?" Blue questioned.

"Th-thanks." With that Omid hopped over to a chair and more or less fell into it. A gush of blood came from the wound on his leg. After a moment of wincing he looked to the girl. "I'm Omid, I'm 25 years old yes." He answered afraid that the woman was going to hurt him.

Nina snuck around and then snuck into that house.

Blue hummed, searching through the cabinets and shelves for anything that would help them. She found some bandages and a shotgun.

"Here." Blue tossed the bandages and shotgun to Omid. "This should help."