Dame of the Moon's Darkness
Time: Roughly Early Morning
Weather: Cool, Cloudy, and Rainy
Alexander Hathorn - 52 - Human Base Leader - Location: Fifth Floor Of Base - James --> Open
Alexander stared out from the top of the building, feeling a faint cool breeze blow through one of the open windows. A few drops of rain hit him as he stood next to his son. "Anything unusual to report?" "Nothing, I have seen no strange movements so far and everything still looks secure. I was planning on doing a ground search after I change shifts with one of the other watchers." Alex nodded, staring out the lookout window, watching the clouds move and change, some grew lighter in color and others grew darker. "Thank you, son, for being one of the ones to stay up almost all night, every night and I'm sorry to make you work so hard." James shook his head, "We all work as a team and this place has become our new family. We both work hard to keep everyone safe and it isn't just us. Everyone here does their best. It's the reason we haven't fallen yet." Alexander chuckled slightly before turning, "Those are some pretty smart words. I'll leave you to it, just try to get some rest here in a little bit, even if it's only for an hour or so."
James Hathorn - 19 - Human Base Watcher - Location: Fifth Floor Of Base - Alexander --> Open
He nodded, watching his father leave, and sighed, sure he could spout off a bunch of words that sounded grand. Some of it was even true, but if James were to come face to face with a zombie horde, out on a supply run with the others... Would he be able to stand his ground? He'd killed zombies before, they all had, but in a true do-or-die situation would he freeze? Perhaps these thoughts were one of the reasons he hadn't fought his father's words to try and become a fighter, or runner. "A coward...still..." He said clenching his fist as he stared out the window, "Mom...Please watch over us." He whispered as he did his best to think about how to build his courage up in order to do more for others.
Victoria Quinn - 28 - Human Base Fighter - Location: Room - Lucielle Kendall
She yawned as a small portion of light crept into the room she was sharing with Lucielle, the younger woman had latched onto Victoria, not that she could really blame the poor girl. She still remembered the day they ran across Lucielle and her older sister. Victoria was sure Lucielle's older sister would have made an amazing addition to their fighting ranks, but sadly the woman had been bitten and had taken her own life to not lose her own humanity. It was a very honorable thing to do, it took a lot of strength and care for others to do something like that. She sat up slowly feeling arms locked around her waist. She chuckled softly as she noticed Lucielle's arms tightly wrapped around her waist. Tears slid down the girl's face and that told Victoria, she was likely dreaming about her sister or family as a whole. She brushed some of Lucielle's hair from her face wiping at the tears, "Is this what it would have felt like...having a younger sibling?" She whispered softly.
Amy Mellers - 25 - Werewolf Base Runner - Location: Mapping Room - Kelly Triven
Amy had been up for about an hour now, looking over a few routes that one of the scouts had marked down that had yet to be run. There was a high chance there would be a few decent supplies as there were several large houses in the area. She sighed softly tracing over the paths, taking notes of the areas marked with red, meaning there were a higher amount of zombies in those areas. "This point could get a bit tricky if there are even more...but if they are just passing through then we wouldn't have too many issues taking them down to get through. Might be better if I go off alone though...I haven't been feeling very stable..." She ran a hand over her face as she leaned back in her chair planning to stare up at the ceiling, but end up yelping as someone's face hovered above hers.
Kelly Triven - 36 - Werewolf Base Medic - Location: Mapping Room - Amy Mellers
"Thinking about running off on your own again? Remember you got into trouble the last time you did that. You came this close to getting bitten." Kelly said as she held up her index finger and thumb only about an inch apart. Amy groaned, "How long have you been standing there!!" Kelly walked around and took a seat at the table across from her, "The entire time. Miss Unstable." Amy blushed, "H-hey you all know I have some issues...I'm trying..." Kelly held up her hand to silence her, "I'm not making fun of you...It's for that exact reason you shouldn't go out on your own. Amy, I've been watching over you ever since you got here and I've even had to tranquilize you before. If you were to turn into a zombie..." Kelly shivered, "I don't even want to think about what could happen..." Amy frowned slightly, "Then what I grab a fighter, take them with me and say I lose control...then you guys would lose a Runner and a Fighter thanks to me." Kelly smirked, "That's why you take me!" Amy stared at her, dumbfounded, "I'm sorry?" Kelly chuckled, "I can knock you out if needed, we take a fighter, maybe even a scout so we don't get lost traveling these new paths. I can keep an eye on you, while also gathering more needed medical supplies and you guys can focus on getting the other needed supplies." Kelly's main reason was partly getting more medical supplies but she also used each chance she got to hunt for her daughter! She knew she was still out there somewhere and that thought alone scared her. Her precious baby, fighting off zombies...facing other untold horrors. "I don't know about that, let's ask the others...I don't want to be the reason we lose a Medic..."
Henry Black - 17 - Werewolf Loner - Location: Random House - Open
Henry was panting, he had simply stepped out to go get a few more supplies only to run into a small group of about five zombies. Sure he might be able to take them on, but was he willing to risk getting bitten doing so? No. The answer was a million times, no! He sighed, he was sure finding other werewolves would make his life easier, but what if they were like his father... He shook his head and he leaned against the door. "I hate this..." He turned slightly glancing out one of the windows of the house he had darted into. The group of zombies had grown, there were now about ten of them, but thankfully they were too slow and dumb to know he had slipped into one of the houses and they continued on their way. He slid to the floor, pulling out a chocolate bar he had been lucky to come across, and bit into it savoring the taste. After finishing it he stood, glancing around the house, it clearly had been gone through, but there were a few things still intact, like the couch. He walked through the house checking for zombies and making sure the doors were at least shut if he couldn't lock them. "It's not bad...and I doubt I'll be able to make it back to my place with that horde of zombies roaming around..." He curled up on the couch with a book he had found, "Might as well relax for a little bit, I've read all the books in my room about twenty times over now...this one looks cool." He said with a small smile as he began to read.
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