Archer ran off to go get some cloth and boiling water. He ran downstairs, grabbed a cloth from the cabinet, and some boiling water from the hardly usable sink, and ran upstairs again. When he got back upstairs, Sebastian was shining a really bright light in her eyes. Orange Blossom was whining because of the light, Sebastian was making her follow the light with her eyes. "Can you determine whether she will be all right??". Archer said, trying to hide his concern for Orange Blossom and failing.

Zeck pulled Ania along and spotted a horde of zombies. He let go of her and got ready to charge at them. " Ready to spill some blood?! " he yelled at Ania. She nodded and gripped her bat harder, she then ran forward, knocking heads off the zombies. She twisted in the air like it was a dance as blood hit her skin and went around her.

Zeck ran forward and vicously ripped the heads of zombies.

Ania sighed happly as she hit a zombie's head across the road and saw it smash open, it's brains oozed down the wall.

((Dunefairy you need to start adding detail to your post ie.
" 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!" "
That's crap and if your going to role play on this your going to have to write more. ))

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Jace let out a sigh as if to release his anger. "My name is... Jace." He said in a very simple way. He never really trusted anyone so her showing up at his doorstep was a little weird. He hated the way she was looking around his house. It made him nervous like he did something wrong or she was scoping the area searching for something she wanted to take from him. He had enough taken from him his whole life and he was tired of it. "Is there something you want." He asked in a cold tone. He wanted to make sure she knew she wasn't welcome but actually he didn't know all he wanted was someone to be his friend. He always lived under his families name but now he can just be himself.

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Avia was so focused on listening to what was going on downstairs that when the girl finally spoke Avia jumped again. The girl's voice was always quiet and never above a whisper. In a way her voice was comforting it had been a long time since somebody had talked to her. Thirty days can be a long time when no one was around. Since she has been in this house it felt like hours has gone by but by glancing at the moon she knew it was only thirty minutes or so has gone by. "12:05pm" She whispers to the girl.

Avia didn't think the girl noticed what she said because the girl immediately got up and left the room when she told Avia to 'come'. Avia saw no reason not to follow her, If the girl did try to harm her Avia knew she could fight back. This girl didn't look to strong. Avia wasn't really paying attention to were they were going only following the girl's movements in front of her. She didn't even noticed they stopped moving till the girl gestured for Avia to pick something out of her wardrobe.

Avia took a good long look around the room before advancing towards the clothing, It was a disaster in here. Clothing was scattered everywhere. It wasn't anything fancy just jeans, T-shirts, and jackets. There was a manual sewing machine in the corner were someone had to crank it and the other sew. It was an antique because they only made electrically powered ones now. It was plain luck that these two people came across such a helpful item since all electricity has been turned off. There was only a few left.

She figured it was safe in this room and walked up to the pile of clothing. The way the clothing was laid out was threatening. It looked like if she pulled out a wrong piece of clothing the whole thing would fall over but she would go through anything to get out of this dress. It held to many memories, memories that she wanted to just forget.

She kneeled down and picked out a pair of black stretchy skinny jeans and a blue and black sweater. She held these up to see if the girl would approve of her option. She didn't want to take anything to precious and these clothes were in really good shape. It only had a small tear in the knees of the jeans.

((Your female character is to over powereing. You can not make your characters date each other its just weird.. Also your images. You need to find one image for your girl and you don't have to describe them after you put the image on. Also when you join this roleplay you have to describe whats going on in detail. You cannot kill a zombie in one hit. No short replies at least one paragraph per character. ))

Sebastian cleaned off her head wound and bandaged it up. He hadnt seen anything life threatening so far, but he still didnt know where the blood from her mouth was coming from. He was hoping it was a nose bleed that went down her throat instead of out her nose or perhaps she had bit her tongue. Regardless, he could only do one thing at a time.

He glanced up when he heard the boy again. He all but groaned when he saw that he was back so fast. There was no possible way, even with electricity, that he could have returned with boiling water already. "Did you boil the water?" He asked in a slightly tense voice. He absolutely refused to use contaminated water from rusted out taps. There was no way that was sterile.

He dismissed the boy, already knowing the answer. He hoped that the boy had enough sense to light a fire to heat up the water until it boiled this time. He decided to give the boy the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he was in shock.

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Amelia turned her eyes onto the girl, watching as she took in the surroundings of the new room. Okay, so it was a bit of a mess, but at least they had clothes. Maybe when they had a bit of time that wasnt spent to fixing things they could tidy up. Or, even better, maybe they could put the new girl on the job of tidying up. It shouldnt be difficult for someone to do; it was just a matter of no time to worry about it yet.

She nodded in approval when she saw the clothes the girl had chosen. She couldnt fault the girl for trying to find something that looked nice. Amelia stepped back into the hallway, giving the girl a bit of privacy to change. She took the moment to glance down at her own clothes. She was wearing a pair of cargo pants that were frayed at the bottom. A belt pulled the waist tight against her hips to keep them from falling down. She could probably find clothes that fit, but she was more comfortable in the cargo pants than any of the tighter fitting jeans. She liked being able to move freely in the cargo pants.

Her selection of a shirt wasnt much better. There was nothing special about it, other than the fact that it was now stained with things she didnt even want to think about. She had washed it, yes, but some stains dont come out no matter how many times you wash it. She could have replaced the shirt, but somehow she was attached to the shirt. The shirt was almost a showing of battle scars that she didnt need to wear on her flesh. Honestly, it didnt matter. It was just a shirt, nothing more, nothing less.

Sage nodded after hearing his name, taking note of it in her mind. Her eyes wondered again, a habit that she'd love to learn to stop, until he asked her what she wanted. "Oh, uhm. . ." she tried to piece the words together in her head. She didn't want to be rude and ask him if she could stay, it was a weird thing to ask a stranger anyways. "I lost my shelter and was hoping to help you hold down fort here." she said, taking some terminology from countless war movies she'd seen. "It would be safer, you know. Plus you'd have another person to help loot!" she tried to make her offer sound more appealing, but wasn't sure she was doing a good job of it.
She rubber her hands together to give them something to do. Normally she would having something to play with, weather it it be a ball of clay, a controller, or even necklace. It was just a way to keep her hands distracted as to not look too fidgety.

Avia felt a spark of excitement when the girl nodded her approval of the clothing. It felt like her mom was taking her clothes shopping again and she finally got to get the outfit she always wanted. Well i guess it was sort of like that. These clothes weren't brand new or to top of the line Chanel. But at least she could get out of this stupid dress. It was super ridiculous, to puffy and constantly getting in the way.

Avia kept telling herself that this dress meant nothing to her and that she wanted to get rid of it but when it comes right down to it, she wanted to keep it because it reminded her of the last happy memory she had with her best friend. It was important to trap good memories with all the evil going on around her. She doesn't even know how all of this started but it ruined everyones lives. She wander how many other kids were out there, trapped, forced to be alone. Every time she thought about it it gave her chills.

She pinched herself and it helped her snap back into reality a little. She didn't realize it but she pinched herself hard enough to draw blood. She slipped the bright blue dress off and checked the pants for its size. It was a ten and she was a eight. She would definitely have to wear a belt with it if there was any chance for her pants to stay on. She slipped the pants on making sure not to tear the whole in the knee cap any wider and buttoned them. They were almost perfect but she decided to look for a belt anyways.

She found one little ways down inside the pile of clothing. It looked like it would fit her but if not she could use one of the needles int his room to pop a whole in the belt to were it fit her best. She through the belt on and tightened her pants to were she could move around comfortably. She made sure she practiced some of the moves she learned in ballerina class to make sure the pants were stretchy enough for her to move around freely the way she would like.

She grabbed the sweater and slipped it on. It was a little tight around the breast area but it was okay. She was use to shirts not fitting right. She was really skinny with huge breasts. That made guys give her a second look even though she wasnt beautiful. She adjusted her bra, it was coming apart a little around the seem. She would have to fix that or walk around without any support.

Avia took a deep breath and walked out of the room into the hallway were Amelia was standing wait. Avia gestured to her outfit and gave Amelia a thumbs up. "Shoes?" She whispered with a hopeful tone. her feet were starting to hurt from walking around every were without any padding on her feet. She had cuts and blisters from it.

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Jace gave her a serious look. He seriously doubted that she could ever get to like someone like him. He should never had been born, all he did was take up room for a better person. "Sure, You can stay but I hope you know. I'm not an easy person to get along with. I have my reason's for why i'm so cold, and if your going to stay don't get on my nerves." He said and walked back to the can of peaches he was already opening with the screw driver. He hoped he didn't hurt her feeling. He was just a straight forward guy. "Do you want some peaches?" He asked quietly kinda hoping she didn't hear him because he wasn't used to sharing or being so nice to somebody, but in the same way he kinda felt like he wanted her to hear him. It has been a long time since he actually talked to somebody who wasn't trying to eat his face or was actually real.

She twiddled her thumbs while she waited. She knew it wouldnt take the other long to change. Nothing seemed to take as long as it used to. Well, some things did, but things that could be done in less time tended to do so. Something about having zombies possibly coming after you at any moment made rushing tasks easier.

Speaking of rushing tasks, her mind wandered to Sebastian and what he was doing. He had a left a while ago and hadnt returned yet. She was worried for him. At the same time, though, she knew that he could take care of himself and that he had left with the first aid kit. Someone must be seriously hurt for it to take him this long to patch whomever it is up and leave again.

She looked up when she heard the girls footsteps coming towards her. She smiled when she saw how the outfit looked. It still looked nice, if a little ill fitting, but it was much more practical than the blue dress had been. She offered a bit of a laugh at the mention of shoes. Of course, people wore shoes. She was wearing shoes, even.

She motioned the girl back into the room and followed after her. She walked past the piles of clothes and to the closet where she pulled out a few boxes of shoes, all mismatched and tossed together. Just like the clothes, there were different sizes to choose from. Unlike the clothes, there was a mix of styles, including sneakers, sandals, boots and even a few dressier shoes in the mix.

Taking a step back from the box, she let her have at it to find a pair of shoes that and perhaps even matched her outfit. Amelia hadnt dug through the box yet, having been comfortable wearing the same sneakers for more than a month. They were black in color and fit her feet comfortably. She was lucky not to have lost too much in the last month.

( anyone gonna meet Ania and Zeck? )

Ania turned round and looked at Zeck, he was bussy anouying a zombie by cutting it's arms and legs off then sticking his face close to it. The zombies head was reaching forward, trying to close it's teeth around Zeck's head or neck.

Ania looked around and relised there where no more zombies to kill. She sighed, getting out a piece of cloth and wipping blood of her face and her bat. She decided to look at the splatters the zombie heads had made on the walls, she had always thought that the brains and blood created a werid peice of art. A disturbing peice of art.

Zeck finally got bored of the zombie and shoved his right hand into it's head, pulling it's brains out slowly. The zombie groaned in anouience and pain as Zeck pulled out the last of the brains.

He looked at them before he felt like he was going to puke. He tossed the brains to the side, wiping his hands and claws onto his trousers. He glanced at Ania, she looked werid, he thought, a bit of a ****** in my option with that short skirt...

((You can make a huge zombie herd come out of no were and chase them into Nate's house!! He's the only character not being used for something.))