Hazmat: Reclaimer Role Play

Rek smiled. "I remember your face. And Kat. I didn't know about that sorry."

well tough she got seperated. 😛 ))

Kat shrugged and looked up at Jacob. "Who's your friend Jacob?" She pulled out some bandages and started wrapping up Rek's leg. "Hey Carlos. How is everything? Is they base safe?"

isnt carlos in the chopper?)

he said he came in when he was controling Shanon.))

Oh. We I guess it landed. Or crashed.) Night Night.)

((the chopper left to go back to base until we need it.))

carlos armed the machine gun in the window. he told a teamate to take it over and walked to the armory. the door was locked so he bashed it open. what he saw was terrifying. "uh, guys." the wall seemed to have been torn out. a dead hunter lay there. everything in the room had been thrown about and the window was open. a dead leaper was hanging from the sealing. a rope tied around its neck. "i think i know where the amalgator got its weapon."

The com hissed. "Delta-Alpha-359. What is your sitrep?" Frank stood by the radio operator.

((who is that, you or me or jacob or kat or etc.))

".. thought they wouldn't have hit one this far away." Jacob looked at as small map in his pocket and put an ex over where they were.

"this hanger probly got infected and killed himself before he became complete leaper." carlos went around the bodies. his other teammate threw up in a corner after smelling the bodies. carlos grabbed what remained of the weaponry. just pistol ammo and grenades. a saw ((light machine gun, not wwod cutting tool)) was hidden under a loose floorboard, along with 2 m16's , a satchel charge, and a crate of ammo.

"Hazmats please report sitrep over." The operator repeated into the com. No reply. "Sir. No contact."'

Frank nodded. "Keep trying." (Changing his rank to commander.)

"Sir." The operator tries again.

***

The Screams

When the screams fill the air;
Only time to run in fear,
No other option but to hear,
We will never march from here.

We wait till daybreak comes;
So we can have another run,
Dodging death from every one,
And watching time pass with our fun.

Our blood curdles from the fight;
When our bodies quiver with pure fright,
We hope the daybreak lasts all night,
When the creatures come out to bite.

But night will fall again;
The screams return and cause our strain,
They fill the air with death and pain,
Life and death are both the same.

The screams.

By Kevin Traynor.

***

The shrieks fill our minds. Pain and suffering are our play.

Kat picked up her helmet and responded. "We're here, This is Sargent Sands. Lt. Mirez has been bitten. I've given him a small dose of the antidote that I had in my pack. He seems fine for now. We've found Jacob and some of the survivors...There are new breeds here." She paused and put her finger under Rek's jaw to feel his pulse. *not heard over radio* "How are you feeling Rek?"

"Tired." Rek smiled. "The screams are coming. Again."

"Come in please. Hazmats do you read?" He turned. "Sir incoming are being blocked."

Kat waited for a moment then spoke again. "Respond! Base camp respond!"

"Negative sir. Its no use. Probably the storm. We'll try again in the morning."

Kat growled and threw her helmet across the room. "Damn it! I cant get them to respond!... looks like we're on our own until the storm passes." She bit her lip and leaned against the wall, sitting beside Rek. "When you passed out, you were yelling for someone to shut up... Was that from the bite?"

"I don't know." Rek looked down.

(Read the poem)

I did.))

She frowned and looked down at her hands. "Oh... I'm sorry for bringing it up... Get some rest Rek.. I'll keep watch tonight." She moved to get to her feet and walk over to the door.

"Fact is. I really don't know..." The lieutenant looked up. "Kat..."