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But He´s Got A Soul As Sweet As Blood-Red Jam; 30 May - Tag; Piper
Topic Started: Feb 26 2012, 10:05 PM (694 Views)
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<P>Just then, something caught her peripheral vision. Turning around she looked at a lone walker coming out of an alleyway and stumbling towards her; even for walkers it was moving slowly. Aww, you lost buddy? Letting out a childlike giggle she withdrew her machete and approached the zombie. Her sharp Russian blue eyes started into the zombie´s own; as she approached she saw that it had been an old woman well into her seventies. There were only clumps of her hair left; she could just make out the strands of white between the dirt and blood that soaked her hair. Her wrinkly face that once would´ve housed a kind expression now had only a set of blank eyes that stared in Samantha´s general direction. Her green reindeer sweater and old polka dot skirt was in tatters revealing what was underneath, a lot of her skin had already rotted away revealing the muscle and bone that lay beneath. Now Sammy was close enough to the zombie to smell the stench of decay in her breathe, clumsily the walker lunged towards Samantha who easily sidestepped the attack. Raising her blade wielding hand before bringing it back down in a swift motion, the tip of the blade left a long line of newly opened fresh just above her spine causing her to groan. Samantha tucked her leg into her chest only to send it immediately back out, the sole of her boot slammed right into the middle of her back, whether or not she felt pain was aside the point, the ladies´ legs gave way under the force of blow and caused her to fall onto her knees. With her free hand she removed her handgun from its holster and placed the end of the silencer against the back of her skull. Tilting her head she pulled the trigger and watched as the corpse´s body fell violently to the floor. Gulping she put away the machete and her handgun. Gulping she blinked at the body, sometimes she didn´t like the person the apocalypse had turned her into, but then again it was that person that had kept her alive until then so why not embrace it?

<P>Going back to walking down the street she went to continue down here trip down the road when she saw a silhouette further along down, it wasn´t that surprising since where there was one walker there would most likely be more. Gripping the butt of her rifle she swung it along her body it was now in front of her. Looking down the scope she saw that it was a female, but indeed not a walker. Hmm? Putting down her rifle she let it lay down comfortably at her hip and started to head towards the figure. Once she would be in earshot Samantha shouted out at her while training her own sniper rifle on her.

<P>You! Who are you?


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Piper looked up to the sound of a yell, She picked her weapon up to point it at the new female voice her eyes straight ahead but not forgetting to check her surroundings, She yelled in return but not as loudly as the unknown female did, "Piper Quinn, Please step to me slowly." She stops for just a moment to try and check for any clue of infection on the woman, She seemed okay but Piper knew better, You couldn't just figure everything was okay, That received you an infected bite and bullet through the head, Suddenly Piper stopped and waited.

This Was Pipers least favorite part, she could be waiting on a friendly young woman or a woman who would turn on her, She had always been skeptical about people which had given her an advantage but had also made her the easiest target for a group of walkers, Piper took a knee as the young woman started in closer.

Piper spoke under her breath to herself, She had not been the patient kind of girl nor would she start, as she
continued to wait on the slow moving female, Jethro her German shepherd started to bark at the oncoming female she spoke to the dog as if speaking to a person "Hold it Jethro, Shes a live one"
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Travelling the scope down along Piper´s body she couldn´t help but admire her rifle, continuing down Piper´s legs she saw something she hadn’t before, it was an average sized dog, Samantha had never been much of an expert in dogs and so didn´t even try to classify the dog´s race, she did however managed to catch Piper saying his name. Jethro, ey?

<P>My name is Samantha Zhdanov. Rolling her eyes she opened her mouth to speak again remembering Nicholas instructing that whenever she was to introduce herself she was to also include the new extension of the military´s name.

<P>I am part of the 108th search and rescue task force. Are you with anybody? If not would you like to come with me? We have a strong fort, about a 10 minute walk from here.


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Piper stayed calm as to hear the young women Identified herself as Samantha, Piper stayed alert though, All the noise they were making would have clearly gotten the attention of a walker. "I'm with nobody, I am alone. I was with the Marine Corps Snipers that were located many miles from here." Piper waited for a moment as to see if Samantha would answer back, In her mind meeting new military platoons gave her momentum to survive no doubt they would ask her to come Snipers were becoming an extinct breed to the Military. Now there were only rescue squads and others of that matter. The Main reason not many Snipers made it through this is because of them needing to stay still in order to shoot perfectly, Snipers were not known for shooting crazily at just anything. Piper stood from her knee but kept her gun up "I'm walking to you." Piper started walking slowly until finally meeting Samantha, looking her over to make sure she was fine.
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Once Piper arrived close enough to her Sam gave her one last check over before turning to inspect the dog, so far she hadn’t encountered any zombie animals, she didn’t even know if that would work but if it did she didn’t want to find out with Jethro’s jaw around her leg while the virus spread into her bloodstream. Pointing back up the road she had come from Samantha told Piper,

<P>The fort we’ve garrisoned is not far from here. Just up there. It’d be nice to have another sniper around. She gestured over to her sniper rifle and gave Piper a genuine smile, something that appeared rarely on her face.

<P>Once we’re there, well, you know how it is in the military. Stand your ground and they’ll back off. As second in command I can grant you hospice at the fort. In return, as an able-bodied person with background in the military you’ll help with the recruitment runs and protection of the fort. Sounds like a fair deal Piper?

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Piper nodded as Samantha grabbed her attention "Sounds good, As long as Jethro can accompany me, He's been with me a while" She had loved and cared for this dog for a while, It of course saving her life on many occasions, Piper stuck her hand out in a friendly gesture to show Samantha she trusted her "Yes, I do know how the military works" She started following Samantha and in doing so she spotted a walker grabbing her knife she quickly threw it into the head of the once living a smile spread across her lips in such a way "I'm to be trusted, Once a sniper always" Piper walked over to the walker and grabbed her knife "I'm happy to have found a military branch" Piper nodded and began to walk with Samantha leaving the fact of her being a Weapons sergeant out of her list of Military achievements, She looked at Samantha as she walked "Perhaps I should tell you my complete military rank, I'm Piper Quinn Weapons Sergeant, and Military Sniper." She was rather proud of her rank with her being quite the Weapons expert "You can call me Jax or Ace" She nods "I was in special forces for the longest time, Until I was put into the Marines for two years, Now I'm here I would rather Keep all military achievements at a minimum but sometimes i've been known to try and brag." she continued walking "Now where are we headed?"
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He releases his breath a bit, realizing he had been holding it for quite sometime. He scans the area around the two living that were talking in the middle of the road. He spots one of the undead moving towards the two and moves his reticle directly over the Z's head. He had already set the windage and elevation for the shot so all that was needed was the pull the trigger. He smirks to himself as one of the two tosses a knife into the head of the dead one. He was glad that he would not have to take a shot. The silencer on the end of the rifle would take care of the sound but the still living would know there was a sniper about when the zombies head explodes in front of their faces.

At alittle less than 400 meters, he knew that he could read the font on their shoes at this distance so he let his scope scan over the two women. He made note that not one but both of them were carrying military grade weaponary so either it had been jacked from dead GI's or they were some sort of military themselves. Snipers rifles as well. He had figured that snipers and scouts would fair the best in this new world due to their quiet nature and willingness to give up the wonder and magic of words. He shifted slightly. Normally he would be able to lay like this for days, but he had to be swift upon seeing the living, letting days of only the dead to keep him company luring him into a 'short first ask questions later' state of mind.

Both of the women looked well fed so they were good at surviving. The fact that they were not shambling around looking for other humans to eat was proof of that. He could tell they were conversing with each other and wished that he had brought a listening device with him. By watching their lips he was able to get out the words 'second in command' and 'weapons sergeant', definitely military. In the normal world he would anounce himself and come out into the open, but the world was different now. Military did not automatically mean they were the 'good guys'. As they started to move he took his eye of the lens and flipped the top, silently gathering his supplies and moving from his perch upon the rooftop of the bank he had been calling home. He would follow them first and see what they were up to.

He moved quietly down the ladder and across the alleyway. Sweat was pouring down his forehead. His hair had grown back since the apocolypse had started and was becoming bothersome, hanging at shoulder length and getting his eyes alot of the time. He pushed it out of his face and moved amoungst the buildings in silent. He knew that they were snipers now and probably well trained so keeping his distance was key, these were not civilians. He was so engrossed with keeping up with the others but out of sight that he nearly bumped into a walker.

It stood directly across the latest alleyway he had taken, its back to him. Coming to a sudden stop made the rubber on his heels squeek softly but enough for the walker to take notice. It turned its head slowly. Pale dead eyes moved over him as the creature stood up out of its humped over position and started moving towards him. He slid his bowie knife from its sheath and used one hand to grab to walker by the neck, the other sliping the blade in between the creatures shoulder blade and his neck and twisting, severeing the spinal cord. He tried to lower the zombie to the ground so that it would not make noise, but its twitching foot was scraping the pavement. He knew that any military worth their salt would hear them, especially a sniper. He moved around the corner steathly in case the two came to investigate.
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She suddenly stopped, Making the slightest movement to let Samantha know she heard something, She moved her rifle from her side and in the slightest motion headed to the place she heard the noise, Piper quickly found her way around a corner nothing there but the body of a recently killed walker, She could tell, Piper stood and frowned "Best show yourself, If I find you I won't hesitate to kill you" Piper wasn't kidding she had been attacked by so many other Military officers and Survivors she hadn't the mind to trust them. She slowed her breathing and listened taking her breaths on three it kept her from breathing so heavily that she couldn't hear the things around her. Hearing nothing she didn't break her position she stayed and waited, Looking back down the walker she nodded "It's a military Officer, Sniper perhaps even Special ops" She knew everyone in the military knew how to kill in different ways but she couldn't quite put her finger on what branch this person could have been in or at least not exactly, Piper smirked one false movement and whomever this was could kill her, She needed to be careful. This one seemed to be tricky and smart, They tried to be quiet so they wouldn't catch the attention of them, Not that she would shoot him as soon as she saw him, Piper snuck around the cornor as samatha was already there and looked dead at the man pointing her gun before shooting the walker behind him. "And just who are you?

She looked over the young man and frowned, Not in anger but in curiosity if at all possible she was very curious about him, He didn't look to be at all old and he was carrying military issued weapon, Just what she thought a sniper.
She twitched slightly it was a strange nervous thing she had that for the strangest reason made her shoot better it gave her quite the aim whenever she twitched it was strange to her as well as her past trainers, She looked back at the man her constant daydreaming would get her killed one day.

She kept the same face on as before a frown of curiosity and that nervous twitch, She looked over the man again he didn't look at all dangerous but their were a many people she meant that she didn't find dangerous that once earned her a bullet through the leg all healed up now but.. She stopped daydreaming again what was with her suddenly she sees a guy and she flips out with these memories what was with her she stays focused on him, Whispering to herself "Keep focused Piper, No mistakes"
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<P> в покое As she looked pitifully down at the body on the floor she heard something behind her, snapping her neck around she looked just in time to see a silhouette disappear around the corner. Staring hard at the spot where she had just seen something move she recreated the sound she had just heard in her mind. What could it be… It sounded very similar to the sound a walker makes when they are limping however walkers weren’t really known for their fleeting nature. Had she actually seen something? Perhaps it was her mind playing tricks on her but that thought was immediately discarded when Piper took a step forward and started barking orders at the alleyway.So she heard it too… There was definitely something there, as to what it was baffled Samantha, it couldn’t be the undead so it had to be human. If it was human why did he run away? Fair enough that both Piper and Sam had big guns but knowing that someone was stalking them creeped her out. That’s when it dawned on her. She had been very trusting of Piper, previously she had just discarded it as petty paranoia but now she cursed herself for being stupid. Chances were that she had a group; they were probably some sort of military band gone awry and started to raid people. Her eyes started to scan the area planning her course of action; trying to figure out their plan when she felt a strange tingle in her neck, like when she’s being watched. Looking up to the windows of the buildings on either side of the road she watched intently for any other snipers though if there were any up there they were excellent in camouflage, so much so that not even Samantha’s eyes that had been trained to spot sniper nests couldn’t see them. Sighing she decided that today was her day to die and if she was going to go down she would shed as much blood as she could. And so, feeling betrayed she went for her machete, slipping it silently out of her sheathe she started to bring it back, with Piper’s back to her she would make an easy kill but before she could bring herself into thrusting the steel into Piper’s heart Samantha found herself wondering. If there were a group of other people waiting to steal from her, wouldn’t they have killed her already and gotten it over with? It was that tiny doubt in her mind that disallowed her to kill Piper. Her eye twitched in frustration and she put the machete back into its sheathe. Once more she could only hope that her trust in Piper hadn’t been misplaced. Looking backwards in the direction they were supposed to be heading she sighed and looked back onto the alleyway that her curiosity was drawing her to. Unsheathing her handgun she held it with both hands pointing downwards, quickly clicking the safety off she raised a hand to Piper,

<P>Try to be quieter, I'll cover you.Her muscles tensed she raised her handgun to shoulder-height as they started their detour into the passageway.

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"Shit" he cursed under his breath, hearing the footsteps coming after him. So much for having the upper hand. As soon as he clears the corner he wheels around and unsheaths and unsafetys his beretta, his other hand sliding the tatang from its wrist sheath and moving it into a jabbing position atop his already raised pistol hand. Sweat was pouring down the folds of his chest muscles and staining the white t shirt he wore. He braces his combat boots (the only military apparal he still had on) and forces his breath to calm, knowing that anything can happen next.

He hears what he assumes is the smaller females voice coming from down the alleyway, 'Best show yourself, If I find you I won't hesitate to kill you', just before seeing her come around the corner. He aims his beretta down to her chest level, his body towering over the woman, the beretta looking like a toy in his beefy hands. He hears the zombie behind him just as she re-adjusts her aim and fires on it. He hears the dead fall behind him but never loses eye contact with Piper. The only thing stopping him from automatically pulling the trigger when she fired is years of training and hope that there was more people alive.

One look at the rifle slung over his back, the knife fighting stance and the dog tags that hung from his neck and they would know he was military or ex military. As the other female emerges with her gun also pointed at him, he knew that any upperhand he had before was lost and if they wanted to kill him, they could, probably not without him taking one of them out in the process but it will still be curtains for himself. He figured that unless he wanted a mexican standoff, he had better do something. Against his better judgement he lowers his and sheaths his tatang in a single fluid motion. Hostlering his side arm as his icey blue eyes search the faces of the two women currently with guns trained on him. "Don't shoot, I don't mean you any harm" his Texas accent deep. He moves his hands into the surrender position, " Names Clayton Tanner but everybody just calls me Beau", He wasnt sure about how manners fit into the new world. If they decided to just shoot him where he stood at least this whole nightmare would be over.

He attemps to smile to put the situation at ease but even the hardened soldier couldnt get over the fact that he was one trigger squeeze away from becoming dead. His eyes try scan over the two women as deftly as possible. He still had manners to know not to stare a woman in a lustful fashion, but he couldnt help noticing how well built the two were. He hated that even with the world on its back and mankind in the balance his male urges still surged. He hid them well. The look of military swagger giving him confidence that neither of the women would kill him on accident with the weapons but still it was never fun to have a gun pulled on you.

He licks his lips as suddenly they seem like he has been sand all day. He remembers what happened the last time he had allowed himself to be with any group of humans and the carnage that came with it. Wanting to be in a group was human nature, but having a group brings in lots of mixed emotions and attitudes. The zombies were always the second threat to him, knowing from previous expeierence that people were far more dangerous.
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Piper looks at Samantha as she stands there gun raised, She looks over the young man never to careful as to check for a sign of infection "Samantha, Does he look okay to you, I see no sign of infection" She continued to look over the man as she started putting her gun by her side she nodded slightly "Jethro! Get over here" Her dog came running to her side, he sat loyally and growled slightly "What do you think boy?" Jethro growled as Piper looked to Samantha but shook her head "Stand down Jethro" The dog did as he was told, Piper kept her gun to her side. "Now explain yourself, Why were you spying on us, Thats a good way to get killed." She motions to Jethro to move towards the man, Jethro sniffs around him looking up he sits next to him, I put my gun down "I'm Piper Quinn, Marine Sniper and Weapons Sergeant" She nods and looks over to Samantha quickly smiling "He's okay, Jethro can tell"
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The small one was loud and would probably bring more walkers then needed but she was certainly getting her point across. He had to admit that finding other humans, not the kind that try to eat him, was exciting. The other had not yet uttered a word. He gets that the tall womans name is Samantha from ther pipers first statment and that her dog was named Jethro by her second. He kept entirely still as the animal started to sniff around his pant legs.
When the animal sits down he slowly reaches down and pets the german shepards head. "I was not really spying, more like observing. These days you never know who the good guys are". Seeing her put away her gun puts him alittle more at ease, even though the other still had her gun trained on him. He kneels down next to the dog and gave him a ruffle behind the ears. "Beautiful animal, have not seen too many around these days....cept the ferel ones".

He cant help but smile when he hears the woman give her name and rank as if any of that mattered anymore. But said with such conviction he could not help but implant the information into his head for later use. Her eyes were intense and showed alot more than she probably wanted him to know. He glanced at the other, her eyes and posture showed something totally different. These two women were not as friendly towards each other as they tried to project, the other woman obviously suspcious of the other.

Trying to size the two up was not very difficult. Althought he had never met a loud sniper before. The weapons sergeant made sense. He had done a tour with a heavy infantry division and half of those guys talked real loud even when not shooting their ear splittingly loud weapons. He offers his hand to piper, "Nice to meet you Piper", his other hand still focusing on the back of the dogs head, "and you Samantha" he adds nodding to her. "What brings a couple of nice girls like yall to place filled with deadheads?" he says with a bit of sarcasm, the girls were obviously not housewives.
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<div style="width: 375 px; text-align: justify; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9 px; color: #FFF">Looking down the alleyway she was surprised by what she encountered, the way in which the man had hidden from her view reminded her of a creepy, skinny, almost hunch-back like person but this man was anything but. He had thick locks of blonde hair which opposed her first thought of thin strands struggling to cling onto his scalp. The light stubble on his chin seemed to be just the right amount to give her butterflies and for a while the three of them just stayed there; tension building until finally Beau surrendered but Sam stayed staring at Beau. Luckily for Samantha, Piper was able to snap her out of the trance she was in by the gunshot. At first Sam thought Piper had lost her nerve and simply shot the strange man; it was only when she heard the thump and saw him still standing there that she noticed the decadent corpse on the floor behind him. Nodding slowly she looked at the man who had said that they could call him “Beau” up and down only this time for any sign of infection, any bite marks; finally her eyes came to rest on his. It astounded her how beautiful they were, its colour reminded her very much of two circular crystals. Stop it. Shrugging off the feeling she turned to Piper and nodded her head at her once more as Piper called Jethro who came and started to snarl at Beau before Piper ordered the dog to sit down. It seemed that Piper was to handle this, if this was still just a trap for Samantha it was becoming way too elaborate, if they had wanted her they could’ve just held her at gunpoint. Piper introduced herself to Beau and it was at this point when Piper mentioned the word Sniper that she realized the large rifle mounted on the man’s back. Another sniper? Incredible, back at the fort there were hardly any yet now if she successfully managed to get all three back then there would be five of them blowing out the brains of walkers at a distance, near invincible; at least until their bullets ran out. Piper then went on to tell Samantha that Jethro could differentiate the infected. Looking from the dog to Beau and back she allowed her arms to fall by her side but kept the gun in her hand just in case.

<P>I’m Samantha by the way. Sniper too. Beau's next statement made her chuckle but she kept her neutral face, nice?

<P>The weather seemed nice. Giving a slight pause she continued,

<P>My dear, whatever makes you think we're the good guys?
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He stands back up, towering over the two women. The smell in the air was horrid, probably due to the walker that had just died behind him. These days the stentch of anything had to be very strong to break through the other stinks that comes from a world of rotting corpses. Normally he would shake their hands but it was not custom anymore, they may see it as a ploy. He shifts the rifle strap slightly. The next few moments would become unconfortable if he did not speak up, he knew that much. "I'm a pretty good shot myself" he says with a wink and a broader, more easy going smile.

"Well since we all decided that it would be in all of our best interest to not kill each other in the street, I suggest getting out of this alleyway....", he pauses to lift his pack that he had thrown to the ground to prepare for battle and puts it over his shoulder, "...Saw a man get caught up at the end of one these alleys with a M60 machine gun and a box of ammo and still get overrun by sheer numbers." He can tell by their body language that they are sizing him up as he had done to them.

The Question he had was for what. He of all people knew how lonely this road could get. In the past, he would have taken any sense of lust in a womans eyes for a definite good sigh, but he had heard from a passing group that someone was rounding up men and women and starting up a cult to 'repopulate' the earth already and they were having trouble finding men which seemed really odd to him. The idea of having sex as an occupation would get old real fast, even with the fact that it was awesome.

The other reason and more likely was because soldiers were always in demand in the new world. Snipers were a plus and these were the first real snipers he had come in contact with, the rest have been amateur marksman at best. " You ladies have a camp or something..", as he asked the question he knew what the next line of questioning would be, "I promise im not a creep or a scout for a bigger group, I know yall just met me, but I swear to god, the corps or whatever else maybe be in this world that I can be trusted..."
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Piper moved and shook Beau's hand nodding as he speaks about Jethro, She could see he was a flirt, She found him quite attractive but looking at Samantha she could see she stood little to no chance to even half flirting back, Piper once again called Jethro to her side and listened to Samantha's final comment Pipers eyes resting finally on Beau keeping her straight face, she finally cracks a smile but then looks down She was known to be a hard ass, Rude and hateful. She took an unneeded breath Piper listens carefully as to perhaps listen for anymore sign of walkers. Beau was rather handsome though He had a very gruff look about him and.. She shook her head she couldn't think about men her main mission was to stay alive and keep others safe as well.
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