Jace watched this strange girl look around his newly renovated house and then stop on his baseball bat. He wasn't sure but it looked like she was trying to hold a laugh in. "Something funny?" He said in a whisper. He knew even if this girl would make fun of him and call him names, he couldn't yell because he didn't want to attract any attention from the zombies. But if she did manage to piss him off he could just throw her out to the zombies.


(WB)

You do know that if a person didn't ping you that they can't see who you did ping right??

Zeck looked round and then pushed the girl away from him. " WHat's your name? " he asked, looking around to see if there where any more zombies.
" A-Ania... " the girl muttered.
Zeck nodded and grabbed her hand. " Ania, if you want to live you can come with me. "
Ania nodded, maybe this guy had a home she could stay at.

(Would anyone like to visit Orange Blossom's house??)

Orange Blossom and Archer-

"Ok." said Orange Blossom, "So........ Want to take first watch?? Or do you want me to?? Archer??" "Oh. Sorry. I'll take first watch so you can sleep. I never caught your name what is it???" said Archer. "Me?? Sorry. I'm really sleepy. yawns Really sleepy actually. What was your question again??" "M question was, what is your name??" said Archer. "Ohhhhh. My name is Orange Blossom. Sorry about that. I'm just really sleepy right now. Are you sure you want to keep first watch??" "Yep. I'm wide awake and even if I tried to sleep, I would be too awake to fall asleep. I'll take the first watch. Where should I go to watch out for zombies??" said Archer. "Uh. You can go on the roof. There's a hatch in my upstairs bedroom. Go through there. Wake me up in a couple hours so I can take watch ok??" said Orange Blossom. Archer, at hearing that, said, "Ok. That works. But as soon as it's your turn to keep watch, I'm going to go raid the stores and other houses for more food and water. Looks like you're running out." he said, glancing at all the empty kitchen cabinets. "Yeah yeah yeah. Go ahead. I don't care. I'm too tired to care right now" she said, yawning again, very sleepily. Orange Blossom then trudged slowly up the stairs, holding on to he railing, motioning to Archer to follow, and showed him the hatch. Archer grabbed his bow and arrow, and climbed through the hatch. Orange Blossom fell on the floor, exhausted, already asleep by the time she hit the ground.
Archer, up on the roof, was walking around, looking for zombies with a hawk's eye. He saw many zombies, even one who tried climbing over the 6 and a half foot fence to get into the yard. He failed however. Archer saw some people that were sneaking around the streets in the night, and the zombies hat were slowly walking toward them, to eat them. Archer shot down the zombies with his bow and arrows and quickly went to retrieve them. Once he retrieved them, he climbed back onto the roof, and resumed his search for zombies. When it was time to wake up Orange Blossom for her shift, he opened the hatch and almost fell on her. She was just lying on the floor in a very weird position, and he laughed. He jumped down, careful to not fall on her, and woke her. "Orange Blossom, it's your turn to keep watch." When she didn't stir, he tried again. "Orange!! Wake up!! I'm going to go get some food ok??" When she didn't stir, he punched her in the stomach. That woke her up. "What. What's going on??" she said. "You wouldn't wake up. I had to punch you in the stomach. You do know you fell asleep on the floor right??" "No, I didn't know that. But that explains why my head is throbbing and my stomach is aching." She glared at Archer. "You couldn't have just shook me could you?!" Archer looked uneasily away from her. "I didn't think about that." he stuttered. "Well please do next time." Orange tried to stand up, but couldn't. "Could you help me up please??" "Uh. Sure." said Archer. He helped her up, but she fell back down again, her head spinning like crazy. "I. I don't feel so well......" Orange said, clutching her head with both hands. "Orange, you're turning really pale. You don't look so well. I'm going to go get help." "No. I'm fine.." said Orange. She fell, unconscious on the floor again. "Oh great. Now she probably has a concussion. I'm getting help." He ran downstairs, grabbed his bow and arrow again, slammed open the front door, closed it gently, and sprinted to the wall. He jumped over it with ease, and ran for Orange Blossom's life to the nearest inhabited house. He encountered some zombies along the way, but he just shot them down and ran on. When he reached the house, he jumped over the wall and knocked on the front door. "Oh!! I hope someone answers!"

(It's your house Dal)

Avia watched this girl she just met stare at her. It felt like this girl was judging her by her story and the way she was dressed. It made her feel uncomfortable enough to start fidgeting and pinching herself. She was never good under pressure and this little conversation was killing her. Her eyes kept darting around and it was a good three minutes before the girl started moving or doing anything.


She jumped when this girl finally spoke. It had been three minutes of complete silence and it felt like forever. The weird girl told her to follow but Avia wasn't sure. It turns out she had no other choice because a few seconds after the girl told her to come she got up and walked away. The girl was heading for the stairs and Avia saw no other option then to follow this girl.'


She followed this girl up the stairs copying every quick movement and side step. She didn't want to be obnoxious and draw attention to herself. She figured this girl knew were to walk so she wouldn't make noise. It was no problem for her to keep up. Four years of ballerina class has kept her light on her toes and able to move lightly. She had great agility like a cat.


Avia and the girl entered a room that looked like it was suppose to be an office. Maybe before the zombie break out. There were a few table with random writing supplies in a emptied coke can and papers. Her eyes quickly noticed the map and she knew that that would probably come in handy later. If things didn't work out here she would grab the map and run like hell.


Avia's eyes were pulled away from all of this when she heard a lite knock on the window. The girl was standing there knocking on the window. She figured it was sign to the person walking around on the roof and she knew she was far from being able to stay here. The girl took a step back and looked like she was waiting for something because her eyes never left the window.


She jumped a little when a tall dark figure slid through the window. She had no idea what to expect from coming here but she definitely didn't expect them traveling in and out of windows. The guy looked from the girl to her and then back at the girl with a questioning look. The girl finally spoke and told him Avia's whole story that she had recently explained to the weird girl. "Please just l-let me stay." She said with a little bit of a stutter. She was super nervous and had pinched herself at least five times before the weird girl was done speaking. "I don't have much food left and I haven't seen other people that were not trying to eat me in awhile."


Avia had just finished her sentence when there was another knock on there door. She jumped again and knew she had to explain herself. "I don't know who that could be! There was no one with me." She said with a little jitter. This was to much for her and she knew she was going to pass out any second if things don't calm down. Her stomach already felt icky. It felt like she was going to vomit.

((Lost soull's character Nate still hasn't been visited if you wanna go over there!))

Sebastian slid in through the window, his six foot frame tall enough to be intimidating. He glanced to Amelia and to the girl in the dress. He listened to her story and let his thoughts run through his head. Yes, they would be able to allow her to stay, but did they want to become charity for the whole neighborhood? Did they want to be charity at all?

He lifted a hand to his chin, thinking, mulling over the idea. She was awfully jumpy and likely wouldnt be of much help until they taught her how to be helpful. Short term, it wouldnt be very wise to let her in. Long term, perhaps it could be beneficial. She was only one person, after all.

He glanced to Amelia when he heard the knock on the door. Making a quick decision, he used his hand to communicate to Amelia before turning from the room. Silently, he made his way downstairs to see who it was who dared knock on the door. Honestly, the pair hadnt had the first visitor in a month, and then two separate people knocked on the door within five minutes of each other?

He wrapped his hand around the grips of his sai, letting go after a second. He stopped at the door, for half a second debating even announcing there was anyone living in the home. There was no electricity. There was no heat. There was no sound from inside. Other than the reinforced doors and windows, it was easy to believe no one lived there.

He sighed and let the better side of him give in. He opened the door barely wide enough for him to look onto the porch. His foot was blocking the door from opening any further and his body blocked the entrance to the house. He said nothing, just looking to the boy to figure out what he wanted and why he thought a visit was necessary.

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Amelia brought a finger to her lips as soon as the door closed behind Sebastian. While the flutter of the boys hand had meant nothing to anyone else, it was a series of signs that meant quite a bit to her. Stay here. Stay quiet. Both of them would be staying upstairs, and they would both be as quiet as the dead if they didnt want to attract unwanted attention. She knew that the signs Sebastian had made would mean nothing to the girl, but she hoped a finger over her lips would be a universal sign to be silent.

She heard the door open, but heard nothing else. She listened carefully to see if she could perceive what was going on downstairs. In the mean time, she could only listen to the sound of her breathing and the sound of her heartbeat. She wasnt afraid, but she was definitely alert. The presence at the door shouldnt be a threat. She knew it wasnt a zombie, as they didnt have the decency to knock on the door. She knew it had to be another person, but whether the person was a friend or a foe was yet to be known.

Archer knocked on the door again, thinking, "Man!! Does anyone live here!! Orange Blossom needs help and no one answers! I really hope she isn't dead already!"

Sebastian glanced at the boy on his porch, not quite sure what was going on. He opened the door a little wider to give the boy a glimpse of him. His tall, thin frame blocked most of the boys view from inside the house. He took the opportunity to give the boy a once over, studying him from the tip of his head to the sole of his shoes.

It took him a moment to realize this was the same shadow he had seen running shortly before Amelia had gone to sleep and he had taken his watch. What was the boy running about now for? He inhaled and exhaled slowly, clearing his head of his running thoughts. All the same, his left hand, shielded by the door, fingered the grip of his sai. He couldn't grab the other without notice, but he was ready should the boy decide that he needed to gather supplies from their home. They were making ends meet, but it seemed like they already had another mouth to feed without needing to lose supplies to this boy.

Sage bit her tongue to make her smirk go away after hearing the quiet anger in his voice. "Nothing." she said, clearing her voice. She lifted her chin slightly and crossed her arms. Her brain ran threw a few video games scenarios she could remember that went with what was happening currently around her. Nothing really came to mind. Maybe she had been too quick to judge him, maybe he wasn't kind at all. She had just rushed into his house and pretty much laughed at him. It might be in her best interest to not piss this guy off, especially when he had a weapon and she didn't.
"My name's Sage."
She tired to ease a bit of the tension that had filled the room, hoping that a formal introduction would help him not think about throwing her out or whatever he would do if she made him mad. "Your name is . . . "


(( I'm a bit confused here. I wasn't sure if anybody wanted to talk to Nate, so if you did, sorry xD Next time Ping me and I'll read it for sure. ))