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Nov 08, 2019 08:02PM
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Camellia entered the courtyard and looked around, trying to find her mission partner. She herself didn’t have much experience in things like this, but she had been at the camp for a while so she thought she would know what to do, whatever their mission would be. She finally spotted the guy, an inward chill traveling through her. So many weapons. She took a seat next to him but made sure to stay out of the range of his hatchet and machete.
¨I personally don´t care, I just want to get my reward and get back to developing my next vehicle.¨ He took off his gas mask and put it in his backpack. He slipped a balaclava over his face and pressed a button on his watch. The two drones flew down to him and clipped themselves onto the sides of the backpack. The drones had some writing on them. The red and black one had white writing: ¨hound¨ It was equipped with small machine guns that fire 9mm rounds. The forest camo drone had a custom built sniper rifle built into it. It appeared to have a thermal/NV camera. Same white lettering: ¨Saint¨. Ghost cracked his knuckles and slid some ballistic goggles over his eyes that lit up on the inner side of the lenses. He walked off towards the gate where his truck was waiting.
¨Just saying now, if my ride gets stolen or blown up, you owe me a truck.¨ He said sternly whilst tapping his sidearm.
Camellia caught up with them, frowning at all the machoism and weaponry. Did they really need this many firearms and blades? She herself only had two knives, one in her sock and the other at her waist. All the other power, she carried within her brain.
She noticed both of her teammates repsonses’ to Alex’s question. Well, at least, she assumed he was Alex. Ghost didn’t seem to care that much. Why was he on this mission, then?
(sorry i haven’t responded in so long! i’ll try to be quicker next time)
Ghost turned to Camellia. He reached into his bag and handed her his spare sidearm. It was suppressed and had a laser sight. He handed her 5 magazines for it. Each mag held 25 rounds. ¨I didn´t see you walk up with much to defend yourself, so here you can borrow this. I´d give you something better, but most of my weapons are in the gun locker inside my truck.¨
Camellia examined the gun carefully. She had never used one before … such a weapon in her hands made her kind of nervous. She could end somebody’s life just like that.
“Yes,” she replied to Alex, her tone neutral. She just didn’t get it - why they had to hurt so many things in order to achieve their goal. It was fine, though. She wouldn’t drag the mission down because of a small argument over weaponry.
¨Just make sure you´re not on the front lines.¨ He said politely. ¨Given the fact you look like you´ve never even held a gun.¨
¨I don´t know, does H2SO4 kill you?¨ He said this as he opened the passenger door and walked over to his seat.
Camellia nodded at both of their remarks about the gun. She also hoped she didn’t have to use it.
“No,” she said to Alex, meaning that she didn’t mind. The front seat would be nice to be able to see out the front windows. Her stomach was already twisting a little at the thought of a mission and a battle, but she kept a calm and controlled facade.
¨Just don´t touch the control panel back there ok? That sorta controls the turret, the electrified armor and the tacks in case of a pursuit. Not to mention I have nitrous built into this piece of art.¨ He said as he pointed to a blueprint hanging on the wall. ¨Also, Camellia, behind your seat is a minifridge full of drinks and snacks, just take your pick.¨
Camellia smiled at the mention of snacks. She knew it was a bad habit, but she loved to stress-eat.
She nodded at Alex’s words, but raised an eyebrow confusedly. “Who would we have to kill? I thought this was a rescue mission.”
Jean zipped up her leather jacket and flipped her mask down, she walked forward, she wore the mask to hide her face only on choice will she show it
Ghost noticed Jean almost immediately. He hopped out and leaned against the front of the truck. ¨Going hunting already Jean?¨ He said rather calmly, even with a slight bit of happiness.
Jean nodded, "yes" she said quietly, she would only talk to Ghost because she trusted him more then the others
Camellia studied Jean a bit suspiciously. She wondered what the face was like under the mask, and to be honest she didn’t trust her. But first impressions weren’t that important, so Camellia turned away and didn’t interfere.
Jean lifted her mask above her mouth and gave Camellia a small smile then put her mask back into place
¨Same here, maybe when we get back you and I could get together here in the truck?¨ He said sweetly. He gave Jean a quick wink.
¨A rescue team might be unlikely, but if things go south. I got plenty of food to last 3 weeks and enough guns and ammo to arm a small militia.¨ He said rather calmly. ¨Not to mention, I have a few contacts within a few of the criminal organizations, as in the groups that were like the mafia back before the hellscape we currently live in. Along with a few arms dealers, so we should be ok.¨
Jean blushed under her mask and licked her lips nervously, she looked at the truck through the eye holes in her mask, she then decided to lift it up and show her face
¨I´ll take that as a yes then Jean.¨ He lifted his balaclava and managed a smirk before walking to Jean and planting a subtle kiss on her cheek. ¨Until we meet again.¨ He fixed his balaclava and put his goggles back on before prepping his gear for the op.
Aliwaja was bored out of her mind; she kept on bowncing a blue ball on the wall, "what has this world come to? Oh i know, just an apocalypes an killer people, nothing to worry about right?" She said to herself still boncing the ball.
" oh ,i'm so sorry;i've just been stressed lately, wasn't paying atenttion, are you all right?" Aliwaja asked Anganca.
Then ali picked up the ball " I guess I'll be more observant and careful." She said.
"Just wondering what would happen if the camp came under attack and no one can stop it, there is something comeing Anganca, I just know it" she replied.
She then Bursted out Laughing at the comment Anganca said then replied; "Yeah, your right. Thanks, anganca; that...... That was comforting." She finshed then smiled a little bit.
"Oh yeah, let me go get the new calliber pistol I found while scavenging for the camp." She said then started running to the female living quarters.
" k, sorry anganca, I hid it in a crack in the wall and forgot it." she hurried out the door with it. It was a sleek modern black pistol with a small chamber. " you wanna hold it?" she asked.
Then said down cross legged on the ground holding it out to him. She was thinking about giving it to him for good because she could just go find another. " yeah I'll just give it to him." she thought.
"Sure that would be nice...... But why would you do that?" She asked him. Then stood up and put it back in the belt holder. "So, what's on your mind?"
"i have a mission... to infiltrate a Raider HQ.." she replied while tying her hair in a high ponytail
Olivia sat down in the grass and looked around. All these people who had their live destroyed by the infection. How many of them were like her? Had everything they could ever ask for. Everything they ever needed. Now? Now she had nothing. Had no one. And worst of all. She didn’t want anyone. She couldn’t bear the pain if she lost someone again. At least that’s what she told herself.
(Oops sorry. I didn’t know 😭😭😭😭)
Aliwaja still siting down on the hard brick trying to meditate Started to think of things at Random. " Why do they let me stay here?" she thought. " I am a feral after all." She thought then started to feel like some one was near. She opened one of her eyes and saw a pretty girl sitting in the grass. " Hello." she said to the Mysteriuos girl.
" My name Is Aliwaja But i like to be called ali, Who are You?" she said.
" My name Is Aliwaja But i like to be called ali, Who are You?" she said.
(Sorry my character hasn’t been approved yet and SOMEONE is bossy.)
*kisses cheek* thank you.)
“I’m Olivia. Nice to meet you.” She says to Ali.
“I’m Olivia. Nice to meet you.” She says to Ali.
(Yay. I was going for that! 👏👏👏)
(Not just any guy. MY guy. Right?)
(* smiles wildly and jumps in arms*)
(Ugh fine I’ll stop. *backs away swings hair over shoulder and leaves swinging hips*
(Sorry babe my vocabulary isn’t that big. Idk what that means.)



