Post by dream on Jul 31, 2010 8:21:25 GMT -6
[/color] The girl scowled playfully as he set a gun in the waist band of his jeans in the back, a pair of knives on his forearm in their sheath, where he always stored them. These knives too, when he connected them end-to-end, became a larger weapon, one of his favorite aspects about this. Placing his smaller gun on his ankle band, he was ready to go. The rest of his weapons, was his strength, speed and agility. Dark eyes narrowed as he slinked out of the building, not wanting to draw attention to the scent of human that lay within the building, since there tended to be quite a bit in this building, since it was pretty well intact.With the once a week food delivery, it was always hard to plan things such as when to do this and that when the Infected swarmed. Well - at least for the Immunes. Eying one of the Immune type that stayed in the apartment building with her boyfriend and sister, both Immunes, he arched a dark eyebrow when she asked if he could grab a little extra food for them. Only more weight, but he was also 6'3" and didn't really mind. They couldn't walk as freely as he could. Pausing slightly, the black-haired young man nodded and responded, "All right, but no whining what I bring back for you three."
Adjusting his backpack, he headed casually along the streets, eyes flicking back and forth, before an Infected darted past him, not giving him a second look. Excellent. Continuing along, he headed near Daley Plaza, and leapt up gracefully into a tree, hand gripping the bark as he balanced himself easily, his fangs, or canines growing with the thought of food, and the thought of a fight between himself and an Infected, which were always amusing. Tilting his head, his fingernails grew slightly as well, as he changed himself, before soon, the thudding of wings of a helicopter could be heard. Dark eyes lifted as the helicopter made its descent into this city, he could see the eyes of the pilot scanning around, though he didn't appear to frightened. He shouldn't be, behind reinforced glass and separated from the outside, he was pretty safe - for a few moments. Licking his fangs, his muscles tensed as an Infected lurked beneath him, growling, he threw down a stick at it, causing it to growl and look up at him, and hiss. "Try it you mongrel."[/color] Suddenly, the supplies were dropped, and a swarm headed its way - him included. Rapidly, the young man darted to a pair of boxes he knew he could easily carry and run off with.
Grabbing onto the holding mechanism, he kicked aside an Infected, though none of the others really paid him much mind. Smirking, he headed up over to a building and jumped up to the window, before getting up onto the roof after climbing up the stairs. Settling down there, he adjusted his weapons, before his claws - somewhat - shrunk to normal, and his fangs shortened to appear as normal teeth. Lying back, he usually let the Infected leave, since they didn't attack him, but that didn't mean that they wouldn't attack for food. Smelling the large box of food as well as other basic supplies, he nodded, this should be all right for a week for everyone he thought solemnly, before looking around, as he heard someone approaching the roof he was perched on.
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