lara
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Apr 18, 2010 16:41:40 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 16:41:40 GMT -5
the park was empty for the most part, a few mindless here and there, but they didn't count, a perfect hiding place. Lara ran down the sidewalk of the park, just trying to put as much distance between Tyrant and herself. When she thought she was all alone she slowed to a walk and sat down next to a large oak tree that rested on the edge of the small lake. Her clothing was still covered in blood and dirt and anyone looking at her would have thought she had been in the middle of a shoot-out.
"this has to be a dream. I mean shit, it feels really real, but it has to be a dream" she told herself, closing her eyes and resting her head on the tree trunk.
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Apr 18, 2010 17:15:43 GMT -5
Post by stryker on Apr 18, 2010 17:15:43 GMT -5
Amidst the town of mindless zombies tom wandered warily through the dark streets cuatiously confused and with his nerves on edge, "Just what the hell is this place?" he thought to himself carefully making his way around the corner looking up to the park's sign on the fence barely visible in the dull light of the moon.
Tom wasn't aware that the mindless were harmless and treated everything as a potential threat waiting for a clear route before he sneaked across the road crouching behind the fence as cover looking into the park, There had to be a survivor who could explain what was going on here somewhere... Tom had just about had enougth of this place already, it gave him the creeps just thinking of all the possibilities of where he could be or what had happened.
It took him the best part of ten minutes before he reached the lake, Slowly making his way around it untill he heard the voice of a woman. Falling silent tom warily scouted with his eye's through the darkness resting on the oak tree on the lakes edge, Though he wouldn't want to scare anyone off tom wasn't willing to take chances, At least not somewhere where he didn't even know what was going on...
Unsheathing his knife he rose from the cover of the bushes silently and slowly unsheathing his blade from it's sheath on his chest gripping it's hilt and standing ready to assault or parry whatever may come running out of the dark... All he knew is he could see a silohoute, "Hey... who are you." Tom said sternly keeping his blue hue's locked on the dark figure...
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lara
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Fear
Apr 18, 2010 17:25:23 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 17:25:23 GMT -5
Lara nearly fell over as a voice split through the night air. She stood quickly and backtracked a step, tumbling on her own two feet and landed on her ass, staring in the direction where Stryker's voice came from. "god, is it scare the shit out of Lara night?!" she asked, terror and fright burned onto her face.
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Apr 18, 2010 17:41:40 GMT -5
Post by stryker on Apr 18, 2010 17:41:40 GMT -5
Stryker watched the silohoute take a step back listening to the sound of tumbling as he watched it fall before moving forward a few steps untill he could see the woman though the dim light, Toms cold blue eye's settled on hers and softened a little as he looked at her sheathing his blade and clipping it securely before offering a faint smile, "Sorry miss," He said a little softer offering his hand to help her up. "What happened to you?" He asked taking note of her bloodied clothes and scrapes and cut's. Was this place really as dangerous as that?
Tom's mind thoughtfully dwelled for a few moment's before realising, "Private stryker... Thomas stryker, Miss." he offered his name expecting her's in return to make for easier conversation.
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lara
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Apr 18, 2010 17:48:51 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 17:48:51 GMT -5
"fell in a puddle of blood, got kidnapped by a cannibalistic clown, barely got out" she said softly, taking the man's hand and standing with his help. Lara looked up into Stryker's face, well what she could see of it in the dull light. "Lara, Lara Nikolas" she said softly. "Nice to meet you" she added. She eyed him for a moment, trying to figure out if he was just playing nice to kill her, or if her really was one of the good guys.
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Apr 18, 2010 18:03:43 GMT -5
Post by stryker on Apr 18, 2010 18:03:43 GMT -5
"Really?" Tom forced a luagh at her subtle story arching a brow slightly, "Sounds like this place has really gone to s***." He said looking around her keeping a weather eye on what was around them. "I don't even know how i ended up here, i was hoping you know more than i do though lara..." He sighed averting his attention back to her.
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lara
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Apr 18, 2010 18:09:41 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 18:09:41 GMT -5
"That makes two of us. I have no idea where I am, cause this certainly isn't Chicago. The last thing I remember, I was about to get hit by a semi truck while I was waiting at a stop light in Chicago" she said softly.
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Apr 18, 2010 18:34:25 GMT -5
Post by stryker on Apr 18, 2010 18:34:25 GMT -5
"I see..." tom said quietly thinking to himself, Maybe this place was hell? though he had never beleived in the whole heaven and hell thing this place certainly seemed to be fitting the description. Pulling himself together mentally tom looked at lara's wounds pushing the thought's of what could be to the back of his mind for now, Far as he was concerned everything seemed reall enougth right now and he certainly felt alive enougth to realise this wasn't some sort of dream, even though part of him wished it was...
"Last i knew i was with my squad, We were pinned down taking fire... our position was hit by an rpg, i can't remember anything before that though..." Tom said quietly half to himself as he tried to remember. "Next thing i know i woke up here, Not two hours ago." He finnished looking up to the night sky thoughtfully. Maybe he had died? was this really hell?
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lara
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Apr 18, 2010 18:44:24 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 18:44:24 GMT -5
So that explained his military attire. And his accent suggested European maybe? "Damn, wonder if I'm dead then...." she said softly. It all seemed to sink in and Lara's face fell. "I....I wasn't really ready to die. I thought I had more time you know?" she added. A few moments of silence passed between them before Lara spoke again. "so..... where are you from?" she asked, trying to get her mind of the thought that she might actually be dead.
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Apr 18, 2010 18:57:03 GMT -5
Post by stryker on Apr 18, 2010 18:57:03 GMT -5
Tom looked at her feeling the mood of converstion drop guessing she was probably thinking along the same scope as he was. "Nottinghamshire england." He answered softly. "Chicago girl?" he asked assuming from what she had said earlier in conversation.
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lara
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Apr 18, 2010 19:08:02 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 19:08:02 GMT -5
"cool. Yeah I've lived in Chicago for the last few years, ever since my parents died, but I was born and bred in a small town outside of New York city" she replied. She just sat there for a few moments, her face totally blank before a few tears rolled down her face. She wasn't sure why she couldn't hold back her tears, but the mixture of the idea she might be dead, on top of the fact she had witnessed first hand a clown EATING other people, then kidnapping her and locking her in his basement just got to her and she couldn't help but break down if silent tears.
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Apr 18, 2010 21:55:05 GMT -5
Post by cyansky on Apr 18, 2010 21:55:05 GMT -5
Syl sang gently as it entered the park, followed by what looked like a red monstrous, armour plated bird of prey. It was small enough to perched comforably on Syl's shoulder, but large enough to hunt small animals. Syl was told it was a Hyrrison Darkhawk, whose egg was a gift from its sibling, Kiel. The bird fly alongside Syl as it walked on... or rather skipped along. It was in a truly merry mood; noting like a good night of hunting to raise its friend. The bird squawked as went deeper in.
<Huh? What's wrong?> asked Syl, in its native language.
The bird squawked and flew deeper into the park. Syl's eyes widened as it began to run after it.
<Glory! Come back!> it yelled.
Syl tore through the braches and bushes of the park, leaping over obstacles and ducking overhanging branches. It was hard to see through the darkness, but it could see well enough to avoid bashing into anything. Overtime, leaves and thistle buds slowly began to cling to its clothes and hair. A few minutes later, it stumbled into the clearing, landing hard on the ground.
"OW!"
It lifted its head, seeing a man and a woman in front of it. The man was dressed in military attire, the woman looked like she had just been through a horror freakshow house. What a strange encouter. Syl cocked its head in curiosity.
"Um... excuse me please," it said cheerfully, "did you see my friend anywhere? It's this dark red bird of prey that I'm trying to teach to hunt."
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lara
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Apr 18, 2010 22:03:14 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 18, 2010 22:03:14 GMT -5
Lara's attention turned from Stryker and her tears to the young man that had fallen through the bushes. She walked over to him and smiled. "Sorry but i haven't seen your friend. Are you ok?" she asked, offering Syl a hand in getting up.
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Apr 18, 2010 22:58:26 GMT -5
Post by cyansky on Apr 18, 2010 22:58:26 GMT -5
Syl took the woman's hand, smiling amiably.
"Thank you!" it said chearfully, as its other hand brushed off the leaves and thistle buds that clung to its clothing. "I'm perfectly fine, just a little hungry. I haven't eaten dinner today because I had so much to do! How are you on this lovely night?"
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lara
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Apr 19, 2010 18:38:21 GMT -5
Post by lara on Apr 19, 2010 18:38:21 GMT -5
Lara offered Syl another smile. "I've certainly been better" she said softly. "Maybe you can help us. May I ask, where are we?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest casually.
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