"Look up!"
He was warning the S.T.A.R.S. member so he would know of there current position as the fuse was finished and the bottle rocket went streaming through the air, the blast turned out to be an American flag in the air. Trent turned to attention and saluted.
"Ah, the red, white, and blue. I pledge allegience to the flag."
"Wouldn't you think since he has his daughter, he would need back-up?"
Trent continued his saluting
"Too the Republic for which it stands, one nation, under god, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all... huh?"
"Ok me and Yoshiakie will go ahead and scout for them, you continue whatever you're doing."
Buck continued to pass all kinds of suppplies down. The water, the food, more hygene gear, and anything else he could get his hands on. Down it went, he tossed it all down to Berina.
"I'm coming back down."
He started making his way to the ladder, "Lets get out of here and hit up a gun shop."
He found his way back to the mustang.
"Hey! wait I don't have a gun!"
The pilot continued walking searching for the medic and his daughter and he came to a complete stop as he heard, 'Freeze' He came out with his hands up. He had no clue if he was the guy but, he knew right away from the girl.
"Hey, hey, we're here to help not get killed."
Bildo Clicked the hammer of his beretta back and let it down gently.. Lowering his gun. Then returned his Handgun to his torso holster..
He begun to continue walking.. Toward the Group... Lilly staying behind his leg.. Bildo put his hand on her head to comfort her. "Dont worry hunni" He assured her..
Jason sat leaning against the wall, tired from the long night, and scared to fall asleep. The monsters would be there any minute, meaning more running. He smiled gently as he checked how much ammo he had for his gun. Four shots left for his 357. Magnum. "Well..... hmm?" he said to himself as he heard a car driving in the distance. Perhaps they could help him. He got out of the graveyard and raised his gun and shot up in the air, hoping it would get their attention.
"cute kid"
MEANWHILE...
Trent was waiting calmly until one zombie grabbed onto his shoulder, he instinctivly grabbed its hand and forearm spun around swinging it in mid air and threw it at a group of zombies.
"Eh, guess everyone gets to miss the fun."
He raised his fists knowing that he couldn't run cause they would run into the group later, and that he was empty on ammo.
"Nice to meet you, we need to find the candy store quick."
He was so eager to leave he didn't bother to introduce himself or let the other person introduve himself... Trent was handling himself pretty well with unarmed combat, he caught a grop of zombies with a leg swipe and jumped back from their reaching arms.
Berina's sensitive hearing and sight caught a gunshot not far from her current location. Tearing off to her right she engaged the 4 wheel drive and ploughed through a small group of zombie, adding a new coat of paint to the vehicle's exterior.
Tyres screetched as she spun around the corner and made for the graveyard.
Jason waved his arms, smiiling. He was happy for once in the last few weeks. He stood back and got out of the road. He looked around, looking for any more of those creatures. He saw one, roughly seventy feet to the left of him. Nothing to worry about. he shivered slightly from hunger and the cold air. he sighed as he leaned against the wall, waiting for the car.
Ploughing into another small group of zombies, Berina chuckled sadistically...she was having far too much fun with all this.
Taking note of a figure huddles in the shade of a building just near the graveyard she slammed on the breaks and wound down the window on her side, smiling out to the figure, "Need a ride?"
Jason smiled "If you wouldnt mind" he said and got into the backseat. "One last thing..." he opened the door and got out again and aimed his gun. He pulled the trigger of his 357. Magnum, and shooting the zombie that was about twenty feet away now, square into the chest. "Heh.." he got back in the car and yawned. "So, whats your name?" he asked quietly. It a regular manner.