Johnny:
"I am so wishing we got silencers from the Gun Shop right now"
Them being illegal in Canada.
"you do realise the boat probably won't be here when you all return? Unless we maybe put some one in it to wait off shore? How about this Anna? She would be safer in the boat and we could probably get to her place and back in a jiffy?"
"I am so wishing we got silencers from the Gun Shop right now"Them being illegal in Canada.
"you do realise the boat probably won't be here when you all return? Unless we maybe put some one in it to wait off shore? How about this Anna? She would be safer in the boat and we could probably get to her place and back in a jiffy?"
“What would Z’s want with an empty boat? Oh … yeah, sorry, I get you now, survivors, right. Well I don’t much like the idea of one or two of us sticking to the boat and trying to beat off hordes of zombies or survivors.” Judd shakes his head. “Nope. If someone wants a boat, hopefully they’ll take one of those others,” he gestures to the couple of other boats still docked at the marina. “If not … well, we’ll deal with that if and when. Plow down zombies on the bridge in an APC or something…”
He turns his attention back to Kill Me, sighting through the gunscope. “Are you guys sure you want to get up close and personal?” he asks. “If I can get one clean headshot,” he lines up the rifle, “I could get him in one. Think it’d really make that much of a difference over … everything?” He’s probably referring to the roar of the fire and the distant, sporadic gunshots from around the city.
Johnny:** spoiler omitted **
Judd’s finger begins to tighten on the trigger…
“What would Z’s want with an empty boat? Oh … yeah, sorry, I get you now, survivors, right.
“If I can get one clean headshot,” he lines up the rifle, “I could get him in one.”
"I think the idea of taking Anna (and her family if they're alive) back to the boat is a good one. We don't want them slowing us down if we have to move qyucikly or get in a fight. They can just move off shore and wait for us to return. You do trust Anna enough for her to wait right?"
"You might as well take him out. As you say, hopefully the other noises will help mask your shot. Everyone be ready for company though. Just in case."
"You might as well take him out. As you say, hopefully the other noises will help mask your shot. Everyone be ready for company though. Just in case."
"Has anyone got a spare gun by any chance? Just in case a couple of hundred of them boil out of an underground car park in one of those apartment blocks." Cord grips his axe tighter and looks around for any hiding places big enough to hide a small army of "them".
"Has anyone got a spare gun by any chance?"
Sam unslings the Sniper Rifle from her shoulder and passes it to Cord.
"Here you go. Dave has spare Ammo if you need it. My Ammo Pack for it got left behind after we ran into a little Zombie problem back over the other side."
A breeze sweeps past bringing the musk, and on it rises a keening from the woods of Stanley Park.
The "kill me" cannibal looks up.
… and squeezes.
Bang!
… and squeezes.
Bang!
"Kill me" flops backwards to the ground as a red swath tears through his skull. You've done a good deed.
Judd stands, slings the rifle, rubs his leg (he’s been kneeling for a while now), and turns to the others. “Let’s grab one of those fire trucks yeah?” His face is expressionless.
Surrounding the bayshore tower and main building there are two ladder trucks (one is a fully articulated long ladder), three pumpers, and three rescue units -- not nearly enough considering the size of the fire, and all apparently abandoned.
Judging from the other pillars of smoke across the skyline, the firehouses must be empty.
Cord:
Weapon at the ready.
Patrick glances over at Dave once he takes the shot.
"Nice work man. Wasn't too thrilled about the choppidy option anyways."
Patrick keeps up his surveillance sweep, waiting to see if the shot has attracted any attention.
"Maybe we should dock the Rae Ann out in the water a bit. Would make her a bit more difficult to get to, but it would at least make her safe from a Z infestation. Probably make her a less easy target for anyone looking for a getaway boat."
Looks around
"How is everyone's swimming skills?"
Someone may have noticed that she has an anchor with a lock. If you have the key you can lock it out and someone would have to cut the chain to drag her away. Not too hard, but in addition to the ignition, it does pose some problems for the ordinary boat thief. Then again Sarge didn't have any trouble....
Sarge:
“Meh … wouldn’t relish it with all this gear, but I can swim ok,” shrugs Dave. He looks at Cord. “So, reckon we can take one of your trucks?”
"Thank you Sam, I feel a lot more useful now" He lifts up his mask to give her a smile, his face looks draw and tired.
A breeze sweeps past bringing the musk, and on it rises a keening from the woods of Stanley Park.
"What the hell was that?" Cord looks up from his new toy, "what ever we do, let's do it fast.
“Meh … wouldn’t relish it with all this gear, but I can swim ok,” shrugs Dave. He looks at Cord. “So, reckon we can take one of your trucks?”
I can swim real good, but that is one of the things they tell you to avoid with a head wound. He points towards the Hotel, I'd rather avoid the Bay Shore, but I'll follow where you lead." "I think I saw a police bus near the bay shore as well, that might be more manageable and its rear engined in case we have to ram anything"
"Less entry points to defend" he adds as an afterthought
Patrick looks at the keyring
"I think we can secure the boat with this lock. I don't think anyone will be wanting to spend a lot of time fussing to get a boat, seeing as there are dozens lying about."
Goes to secure the boat. While there grabs the loaded flare gun and the extra charges. Also checks the area for any marine pumps or gas storage containers evident.
"Johnnie, the Rae Ann has a med kit if you need anything before we head out. Just basics."
Goes to secure the boat. While there grabs the loaded flare gun and the extra charges. Also checks the area for any marine pumps or gas storage containers evident.
I have assumed you kept the gas cans from the slip shed when you asked about them earlier.
I have assumed you kept the gas cans from the slip shed when you asked about them earlier.Goes to secure the boat. While there grabs the loaded flare gun and the extra charges. Also checks the area for any marine pumps or gas storage containers evident.
The wharf has pumps but you need to be in the boat to get to them. I guess it will have to be parked cars. Got a siphoning hose?
While Patrick heads over to lock the boat, Sam starts to move in the direction of the Fire Trucks, making sure to have the Beowulf up and sweeping the area ahead of her... just in case.
While the party is split up....
AHAHAHAHAA!
Spoiler:While the party is split up....
Just in case...
Cord will follow Sam, he is caught in a quandary as he thinks the biggest danger is in the Park behind him, but he knows what horrors wait at the Bat Shore. He will keep checking behind him for danger.
He knows what horrors wait at the Bat Shore.
"Johnnie, the Rae Ann has a med kit if you need anything before we head out. Just basics."
"Got that. Will get it."
<Johnnie looks for the medkit at the Rae Ann.>
“Fire truck, police bus … it’s all good,” says Dave, “but let’s go.” He’s following Sam.
“Meh … wouldn’t relish it with all this gear, but I can swim ok,” shrugs Dave.
"Remember, man; there might be Zs in the water, waiting for the opportunity to drag you down. Keep it in mind, bro. I'd hate to have to take you down."
He knows what horrors wait at the Bat Shore.
"Remember, man; there might be Zs in the water, waiting for the opportunity to drag you down. Keep it in mind, bro. I'd hate to have to take you down."
Judd quirks an eyebrow. "Yeah man. It'd suck for me too."
Judd quirks an eyebrow. "Yeah man. It'd suck for me too."
"Remember, man; there might be Zs in the water, waiting for the opportunity to drag you down. Keep it in mind, bro. I'd hate to have to take you down."
"Well, y'know..."
Mike shrugs.
"F&#* it."
Patrick finishes locking up the Rae Ann and returns to the others, scanning his surroundings nervously.
"All right folks, the boat's secure. I am putting these keys on my dogtags, if you need to get them should I become ..." shudders "Well, if something happens to me, that's where they'll be."
Opens keyring and slides it on the dogtag chain around his neck.
Patrick squares his shoulders
"Well, our loved ones are counting on us. Let's get some transportation shall we?"
Rime rared Raggy!
Sam gets up to where the vehicles are parked and waits for the others to catch up.
"So does anyone have a preference? Fire Truck or Police Bus? Personally I'm all primed to ride on the back of the Fire Truck an mow down any Z's that try to mess with us, but for practicality reasons I'd have to vote the Police Bus." She does the little pretend frown/cry.
Sam gets up to where the vehicles are parked and waits for the others to catch up.
"So does anyone have a preference? Fire Truck or Police Bus? Personally I'm all primed to ride on the back of the Fire Truck an mow down any Z's that try to mess with us, but for practicality reasons I'd have to vote the Police Bus." She does the little pretend frown/cry.
Cord points at one of the fire rigs, "that one is mine" he says, "I am sure there is a spare helmet and fire jacket in the back if wearing those would make you feel better?" Cord lifts his mask so she can see his grin.
As Sam is checking out the ladder trucks, Cord scans warily and finds eight murdered firemen.
Strangely, among the remains of dozens of policemen you find no guns.
The articulated aerial truck is already extended to the top, which makes you wonder why people were jumping.
Incidentally, if you guys want to take either of the ladder trucks you're going to have to retract the boom.
There are a radios in the trucks and on your fallen comrades.
Cord points at one of the fire rigs, "that one is mine" he says, "I am sure there is a spare helmet and fire jacket in the back if wearing those would make you feel better?" Cord lifts his mask so she can see his grin.
As Sam's mask is still pulled down from her frowny face, she gives Cord a smirk and a wink. "I don't have fantasies to be a Fireman. Doing a Fireman on the other hand..." She trails off and replaces her mask.
Doing a Fireman on the other hand..." She trails off and replaces her mask.
Cord spends some time covering the fallen firemen and policemen bodies with fire blankets, rolling them up if he has time or just covering them if not. He stands and says a silent prayer over them, he is not a religious guy, but his parents are/were and he has heard enough sermons about the end of days to think that this could be it.
He will take 3 radios, the first he will set to the same frequency as the radio Sam is carrying, the second he will set to the police emergency band that his fire crew ran on and the third he will set to auto scan the bands to see if he can pick up any radio chatter. He also strips off his blood covered jacket and trousers and replaces them with a clean pair from one of the rigs.
As Sam's mask is still pulled down from her frowny face, she gives Cord a smirk and a wink. "I don't have fantasies to be a Fireman. Doing a Fireman on the other hand..." She trails off and replaces her mask.
Cord does a comical double take, almost snapping his neck with how quickly he turns to look at Sam when she makes the comment. His voice sounds flustered as he tries to recover his cool, "It must be all the talk about sliding down our shiny poles that does it." The comment obviously completely caught him off guard considering the surroundings and he looks embarrassed by his school boy reaction.
Cord changes the subject, "Some one has picked the police clean, no guns here." He then looks at the ladder rigs, "Best leave them here, climbing them is no picnic and I'd rather be in a corridor with multiple exits than on a ladder with only up or down as an option."
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