<span style='color:Teal'>*Raziel looks at the rifles and such, looking for any sort of long distance rifle that would still be small enough to fit under his coat with a harness...Assuming he finds one, he also grabs a harness and a silencer for his pistol before walking over to the man.* "How much are we looking at about for these 3 things combined?"</span> <b>This post feels kinda weird, but I'm kinda offbeat as far as RPing goes today anyway, soo....</b>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> *Adrian walks along the aisles, looking for magazines and a silencer/suppressor (they're both the same). He finds the 15-round .40 magazines and notices that they are part of a sort of sale/deal thing, packaged with a 60 round box of .40 Full Metal Jacketed. After looking it over for quality (quickly done when he sees the manufacturer), his left hand absently mindedly touches his empty knife sheath. Adrian then looks around for a blade of 4 to 6 inches. Finding a nice little sharp stainless steel 5", he takes it. He spots the suppressors when Raziel gets his. He takes one for himself and forms up behind Raziel.* "Well, I think I'm pretty happy right now. I'd be careful about getting a long range rifle, since most of them are pretty long and everyone will notice that you're carrying one. If you really want one, make sure that the lens isn't shiny, so that at least one of the five 'S's doesn't give you away: Shape, <u>Shine</u>, Silhouette, Shadow, and Sound. Won't do to buy an expensive rifle only to get killed by some nut spraying rounds at the 'shiny' thing <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo-->. I'd recommend the ones of around 5.56mm or 5.45mm, so you don't gib the target in city shooting with like 7.62." *Adrian then shuffles his feet a bit as he waits in line behind Raziel* "The joys of attending those Gun Nomenclature Classes. Required only in Europe, but not in the US <!--emo&::nerdy::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/nerd.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='nerd.gif' /><!--endemo-->." </span></span> <b>Shopping in a gunshop is pretty offbeat to me in general.</b>
<b>Nice ASCII art Xect. <span style='color:red'>*Noting the kill, Anthony looks around for cover, instead, sees the person from Joey's who had a custom rifle* [thinking]What the hell is he doing here?[/thinking] "Bill, into the Waiting Room!" *runs for the waiting room, pushing aside the guy from Joey's if nessessary*</span></b>
*Silence reigned inside the car for the rest of the trip. Eventually Alexei pulled up outside a small apartment complex. Feeling a little disorientated, Svetlana looked down the street and realised that she was just up the road from Drznach Station. The area was derelict, and there was not a person in sight. Without saying a word, Alexei exited the car and started to walk toward the entrance to the lobby. He opened the door, turned and gestured for Svetlana to follow. Moving warily, she opened the car door and started to walk slowly down the path listening to her footsteps echoing eerily through the silent neighbourhood. Hesitating at the doorstep, she took one last glance behind her before stepping into the building.*
He places himself in the door way for protection. He glances round to see the little merc child and that man from the church, he ingores them and peers round the corner firing short bursts at 1,2,3 until they all die.</span>
Parhelion, you would be down the corridor, around a corner. You can hear shooting, but you can't see what's happening.</b>
<i>Khaim - You find the harness and pistol quite easily. When it comes to the rifle, there's multiple options. Either you have to go for a rifle that's pretty small, and just attach a scope, which will give you decent accuracy and allow you to have the weapon ready, or a rifle that can be split into multiple parts, which can be attacked when you need to use the rifle. Further than that, the quality of the rifles in the shop varies, so you need to decide how much quality you want.
Terran - With all the things together, you're probably around 200 bucks, 1000 if the knife was high-quality.
Darkness - You get into the waiting room before the real shooting begins, Bill follows you (requested characterjack).
Spark - You drop the first one, then you have to dodge around the edge of the door because of a rain of bullets coming your way.
Solanaceae - Walking up the stairs, you reach an old abandoned apartment. On the way up, you notice a few bullet cases that look like they've rolled down the stairs. Inside the apartment, two figures are lying still. One of them is clearly dead, as his body has been riddled full of holes and the blood stopped running. The other is still alive, barely. He's also been shot, but not with as many bullets. Beside him is sitting someone, talking to him and trying to keep him awake, but his wounds haven't been tended. Spread on the floor lies bullet cases all over the place, of several different types. By the wounded, but living, person lies a gun. On a small table you notice something strange: A note, seemingly reading only gibberish, and some ashes that look like burned paper.</i>
<b>Well, I'm back.</b> <span style='color:DarkKhaki'>"I don't think we can bluff our way out of this one." *Colin shifts his LMG to his right shoulder and unslings his Uzi*</span>
<span style='color:Teal'>*Raziel scans the guns one more time before selecting a foldable rifle, of higher quality, but not quite the best in the shop.* "This way it should fit under my coat enough to at least not get me shot right away..." *He walks over and grabs a couple clips for both his pistol and the rifle, laying everything on the counter.* "So how much about for all of this?"</span>
<b><span style='color:red'>*can't fire because Custom-Rifle is blocking the door* "I assume neither of you have any grenades." *remembers* "Oh, sh!t! My car! I hope it survived the bombing, that things worth a fortune!"</span> Xect, can my guy get a car, just for faster transport and maybe to earn some extra money on the side from street races?</b>
<i>Spark - Both drop dead with one short burst each. You can't see any more soldiers.
Khaim - He looks at the items: "Uhm, that'd be"..*counts a bit, mumbling*.."And that's"..*Counts a bit more*.."Aw shoot, that's a lot of goods, let's just say 10k and you got yourself a pretty good deal". (It actually is a pretty good deal if the rifle is as good as it looks to be).</i>
<b>He can buy one, but having one from the beginning for free would be a bit too powerfull. They'd probably range from 10k (cheap car) to 500k (top of the line ferrari-style ride).</b>
<span style='color:orange'><b>Location:</b> The hospital, A&E reception.
*Estella jumps as the rattle of gunfire pierces the commotion of the emergency department reception.* “Holy...and in a hospital, too!” *She tries to gauge the direction of the sound, and finds that it is around the corner of the area she is in. Placing one hand in her pocket, around the handle of her gun, she walks softly and slowly up to the corner and edges an eye around to take a look.*</span>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> *After hearing the price, Adrian talks to Raziel in an aside* "Well, I certainly hope my stuff isn't the bulk of that 10k, otherwise my conscience won't leave me alone till I pay you back for my share. What are you going to use that rifle for anyway? Looks like it can engage things from a healthy distance away." *Adrian then glances at his watch, wondering how much time is left before the meet* </span></span>
<span style='color:Teal'>*Raziel gets tugged aside for a moment and talks to Adrian.* "Yeah, ya never know though, where a good long range rifle might come in handy, especially in times like these... and I can't hold full auto weapons or assault rifles with the recoil, so I'm counting on the first shot downing them anyway..." *He then walks back to the counter and puts down 10k in cash for the owner of the shop, taking off his coat for a minute to pick up the weapons and putting them each in their holders on the harness. Once everything is secure he puts his coat back on and adjusts it to try and hide any suspicious bulges from the guns, buttoning his coat up to the neck, to help with the cold.* "Whenever you're ready, Adrian."</span>
<b>Fair enough, Xect. Although I was hoping to give him a 2003 model Toyota Celica with Mantis style wide body kit, Hammerhead spoiler, white pulse undercar glow, a vinyl of a chinese dragon on the sides, blood red brake capilers and engine accent, duel GT hood and painted a metalic, gunmetal grey. I made it in NFS Underground. But, since I can't start with one, I've got a good idea for a comedy scene later. <span style='color:red'>"You're right, Colin." *Anthony turns to Custom-Rifle* "Now can you move so that I can get a shot out at them?"</span></b>
<i>Parhelion - The corridor is empty. There's no one to be seen.
Terran - The 10k was for Raziel's stuff, your goods had their price listed in an earlier post <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--></i>
<b>Yeah, that'd probably be a bit expensive to start off with.</b>
<b>Oh. My. God. How did I miss that entire post. It was so big...twas like a tree...<!--emo&:0--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wow.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wow.gif' /><!--endemo-->.</b> <span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> "Ya know, a shotgun could of been good enough...but I guess if you take the scope off that thing, you could use it like a boomstick at close range <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo-->. Or you could just club them senseless." *Adrian follows Raziel out the door. He then looks at the street signs to see where we are and takes a look see at the note.* "Well, since we are done...unless you have any second thoughts about dropping that money off in like a national bank, I guess we should head out to the meet house." *He then gestures over to a direction where as far as the eye can see down the road, the neighborhoods grow worse with distance to slums/etc* "If we end up early, we could probably use the extra time to find a nice place for you to set up, complete with an escape route incase things...get rough." </span></span>
<b>I am such a blind nubber. <i>Stupidity Points Gained.</i> <!--emo&::marine::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/marine.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='marine.gif' /><!--endemo--> w00t?</b>
*Svetlana followed Alexei as he climbed up the stairs. There was a musty smell in the air and a fine layer of dust everywhere. On the way up, her foot accidentally kicked a small metallic object off a step and Svetlana paused to observe its progress down the stairs. As if in slow motion, it bounced off each step with a resonating clink before finally rolling and coming to a stop at the foot of the staircase. Squinting in the dim light, she eventually recognised it as a spent ammunition shell. As her gaze drifted up she spotted several others lying on various other steps.* * “Hurry!” the urgency in Alexei’s voice was unmistakable. Quickly ascending the remainder of the staircase she joined him at an open doorway. The scene inside the room made her catch her breath – the room was full of bullet cases and the walls were riddled with holes. In the centre of the room lay two people – one was obviously dead, with multiple fatal wounds and extensive blood loss. The other was still alive, lying a short distance away and being comforted by a third person. Svetlana turned and gave Alexei a sharp stare and noticed for the first time the fear that had crept into his eyes. “Please… you have to help him…” he pleaded softly. As she turned back towards the injured man she noticed a scrap of paper and a scattering of ashes on a side table. Ignoring these, she walked quickly over and knelt down beside him.* “Hi, my name is Svetlana. I’m here to help you,” she said kindly to the man whilst grasping his left wrist in order to take his heart rate. Unable to feel a strong pulse, she continued to talk calmly as she shifted her hand to his neck – the carotid pulse was fast, but weak and thready. The man was pale from the amount of blood lost and disorientated. His eyes slid in and out of focus and at times he nearly seemed to lose consciousness. He’s losing too much blood, Svetlana thought. All things considered, his body is compensating well but for how long can this continue? * Aloud, she said, “Alexei... I don’t know if….” * “I’ve already told you, I cannot take him to a hospital,” Alexei cut in. * “Then I can give you no promise that I can save him,” Svetlana muttered through gritted teeth as she worked frantically to stabilise his vital signs.
<b>You should be a writer. o.O Very good writing skills...</b> <span style='color:Teal'>*Raziel walks out of the store, casually strolling along Adrian down the street.* "Sure, if we can get there early, maybe we can find a nice escape route, incase we need to run again..." *He quickens his pace slightly as he speaks, eyes wandering along the street.*</span>
<b>Solanaceae, while your posts are certainly impressive, it doesn't really work to have you use your own post formats. Try to stick to the default and only post your character's reaction to what's happening, instead of repeating everything I already posted.</b>
<i>Terran, Khaim - It's probably going to take some time walking, an hour or so if you walk all the way.</i>
I hate cars, they kill more people than they save.</b>
<span style='color:violet'> Location: Hospital
He keeps his rifle aiming down the corridor and slowly walks backwards. "If you'll excuse me gentleman and little child i must be off." He looks round for any rooms that could contain medical equipment.</span>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>"I guess that means not too many" *Colin gets up and walks over to the doorway* "I guess we'd better go. I'm famished, I haven't eaten since... umm. I forget." *Colin peers around the doorframe, looking for any hostiles*</span>
<b>I don't hate cars. I just dislike flashy stuff. Cars, mobile phones, computers, they're all just tools. Why spend more to get something all flashy?</b>
<b><span style='color:red'>"There's some food in my hotel room, I also need to grab a few things from there. By the way, where'd you get the Uzi?" *moves out into the corridor, ready to open fire on any hostiles*</span></b>
<span style='color:orange'>*Estella peers down the corridor, and blinks in surprise as it proves to be empty.* “What the...I could have sworn the gunfire came from this direction. It seems to have stopped now...” *She takes a deep breath, then rounds the corner and walks briskly down the corridor.*</span>
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"How much are we looking at about for these 3 things combined?"</span>
<b>This post feels kinda weird, but I'm kinda offbeat as far as RPing goes today anyway, soo....</b>
*Adrian walks along the aisles, looking for magazines and a silencer/suppressor (they're both the same). He finds the 15-round .40 magazines and notices that they are part of a sort of sale/deal thing, packaged with a 60 round box of .40 Full Metal Jacketed. After looking it over for quality (quickly done when he sees the manufacturer), his left hand absently mindedly touches his empty knife sheath. Adrian then looks around for a blade of 4 to 6 inches. Finding a nice little sharp stainless steel 5", he takes it. He spots the suppressors when Raziel gets his. He takes one for himself and forms up behind Raziel.*
"Well, I think I'm pretty happy right now. I'd be careful about getting a long range rifle, since most of them are pretty long and everyone will notice that you're carrying one. If you really want one, make sure that the lens isn't shiny, so that at least one of the five 'S's doesn't give you away: Shape, <u>Shine</u>, Silhouette, Shadow, and Sound. Won't do to buy an expensive rifle only to get killed by some nut spraying rounds at the 'shiny' thing <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo-->. I'd recommend the ones of around 5.56mm or 5.45mm, so you don't gib the target in city shooting with like 7.62."
*Adrian then shuffles his feet a bit as he waits in line behind Raziel*
"The joys of attending those Gun Nomenclature Classes. Required only in Europe, but not in the US <!--emo&::nerdy::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/nerd.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='nerd.gif' /><!--endemo-->."
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<b>Shopping in a gunshop is pretty offbeat to me in general.</b>
<span style='color:red'>*Noting the kill, Anthony looks around for cover, instead, sees the person from Joey's who had a custom rifle*
[thinking]What the hell is he doing here?[/thinking]
"Bill, into the Waiting Room!"
*runs for the waiting room, pushing aside the guy from Joey's if nessessary*</span></b>
<b>Location</b>: an abandoned apartment complex
*Silence reigned inside the car for the rest of the trip. Eventually Alexei pulled up outside a small apartment complex. Feeling a little disorientated, Svetlana looked down the street and realised that she was just up the road from Drznach Station. The area was derelict, and there was not a person in sight. Without saying a word, Alexei exited the car and started to walk toward the entrance to the lobby. He opened the door, turned and gestured for Svetlana to follow. Moving warily, she opened the car door and started to walk slowly down the path listening to her footsteps echoing eerily through the silent neighbourhood. Hesitating at the doorstep, she took one last glance behind her before stepping into the building.*
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Location : Hospital
He places himself in the door way for protection. He glances round to see the little merc child and that man from the church, he ingores them and peers round the corner firing short bursts at 1,2,3 until they all die.</span>
Parhelion, you would be down the corridor, around a corner. You can hear shooting, but you can't see what's happening.</b>
<i>Khaim - You find the harness and pistol quite easily. When it comes to the rifle, there's multiple options. Either you have to go for a rifle that's pretty small, and just attach a scope, which will give you decent accuracy and allow you to have the weapon ready, or a rifle that can be split into multiple parts, which can be attacked when you need to use the rifle. Further than that, the quality of the rifles in the shop varies, so you need to decide how much quality you want.
Terran - With all the things together, you're probably around 200 bucks, 1000 if the knife was high-quality.
Darkness - You get into the waiting room before the real shooting begins, Bill follows you (requested characterjack).
Spark - You drop the first one, then you have to dodge around the edge of the door because of a rain of bullets coming your way.
Solanaceae - Walking up the stairs, you reach an old abandoned apartment. On the way up, you notice a few bullet cases that look like they've rolled down the stairs. Inside the apartment, two figures are lying still. One of them is clearly dead, as his body has been riddled full of holes and the blood stopped running. The other is still alive, barely. He's also been shot, but not with as many bullets. Beside him is sitting someone, talking to him and trying to keep him awake, but his wounds haven't been tended. Spread on the floor lies bullet cases all over the place, of several different types. By the wounded, but living, person lies a gun. On a small table you notice something strange: A note, seemingly reading only gibberish, and some ashes that look like burned paper.</i>
<span style='color:DarkKhaki'>"I don't think we can bluff our way out of this one."
*Colin shifts his LMG to his right shoulder and unslings his Uzi*</span>
Location: Hospital
He waits for the guns to stop firing before firing at either 2 or 3, depending who is closer.</span>
"This way it should fit under my coat enough to at least not get me shot right away..."
*He walks over and grabs a couple clips for both his pistol and the rifle, laying everything on the counter.*
"So how much about for all of this?"</span>
"I assume neither of you have any grenades."
*remembers*
"Oh, sh!t! My car! I hope it survived the bombing, that things worth a fortune!"</span>
Xect, can my guy get a car, just for faster transport and maybe to earn some extra money on the side from street races?</b>
Khaim - He looks at the items: "Uhm, that'd be"..*counts a bit, mumbling*.."And that's"..*Counts a bit more*.."Aw shoot, that's a lot of goods, let's just say 10k and you got yourself a pretty good deal". (It actually is a pretty good deal if the rifle is as good as it looks to be).</i>
<b>He can buy one, but having one from the beginning for free would be a bit too powerfull. They'd probably range from 10k (cheap car) to 500k (top of the line ferrari-style ride).</b>
*Estella jumps as the rattle of gunfire pierces the commotion of the emergency department reception.*
“Holy...and in a hospital, too!”
*She tries to gauge the direction of the sound, and finds that it is around the corner of the area she is in. Placing one hand in her pocket, around the handle of her gun, she walks softly and slowly up to the corner and edges an eye around to take a look.*</span>
Location: Hospital
He reloads his rifle and stays in the doorway.
"Don't use 'nades."
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*After hearing the price, Adrian talks to Raziel in an aside*
"Well, I certainly hope my stuff isn't the bulk of that 10k, otherwise my conscience won't leave me alone till I pay you back for my share. What are you going to use that rifle for anyway? Looks like it can engage things from a healthy distance away."
*Adrian then glances at his watch, wondering how much time is left before the meet*
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"Yeah, ya never know though, where a good long range rifle might come in handy, especially in times like these... and I can't hold full auto weapons or assault rifles with the recoil, so I'm counting on the first shot downing them anyway..."
*He then walks back to the counter and puts down 10k in cash for the owner of the shop, taking off his coat for a minute to pick up the weapons and putting them each in their holders on the harness. Once everything is secure he puts his coat back on and adjusts it to try and hide any suspicious bulges from the guns, buttoning his coat up to the neck, to help with the cold.*
"Whenever you're ready, Adrian."</span>
*Colin sits down*
"So, how many left, mate?"</span>
<span style='color:red'>"You're right, Colin."
*Anthony turns to Custom-Rifle*
"Now can you move so that I can get a shot out at them?"</span></b>
Terran - The 10k was for Raziel's stuff, your goods had their price listed in an earlier post <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif' /><!--endemo--></i>
<b>Yeah, that'd probably be a bit expensive to start off with.</b>
I'm not a fan of 'Boy Racer'ed up cars</b>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'>
"Ya know, a shotgun could of been good enough...but I guess if you take the scope off that thing, you could use it like a boomstick at close range <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin.gif' /><!--endemo-->. Or you could just club them senseless."
*Adrian follows Raziel out the door. He then looks at the street signs to see where we are and takes a look see at the note.*
"Well, since we are done...unless you have any second thoughts about dropping that money off in like a national bank, I guess we should head out to the meet house."
*He then gestures over to a direction where as far as the eye can see down the road, the neighborhoods grow worse with distance to slums/etc*
"If we end up early, we could probably use the extra time to find a nice place for you to set up, complete with an escape route incase things...get rough."
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<b>I am such a blind nubber. <i>Stupidity Points Gained.</i> <!--emo&::marine::--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html//emoticons/marine.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='marine.gif' /><!--endemo--> w00t?</b>
<b>Location</b>: an abandoned apartment complex
*Svetlana followed Alexei as he climbed up the stairs. There was a musty smell in the air and a fine layer of dust everywhere. On the way up, her foot accidentally kicked a small metallic object off a step and Svetlana paused to observe its progress down the stairs. As if in slow motion, it bounced off each step with a resonating clink before finally rolling and coming to a stop at the foot of the staircase. Squinting in the dim light, she eventually recognised it as a spent ammunition shell. As her gaze drifted up she spotted several others lying on various other steps.*
* “Hurry!” the urgency in Alexei’s voice was unmistakable. Quickly ascending the remainder of the staircase she joined him at an open doorway. The scene inside the room made her catch her breath – the room was full of bullet cases and the walls were riddled with holes. In the centre of the room lay two people – one was obviously dead, with multiple fatal wounds and extensive blood loss. The other was still alive, lying a short distance away and being comforted by a third person. Svetlana turned and gave Alexei a sharp stare and noticed for the first time the fear that had crept into his eyes. “Please… you have to help him…” he pleaded softly. As she turned back towards the injured man she noticed a scrap of paper and a scattering of ashes on a side table. Ignoring these, she walked quickly over and knelt down beside him.*
“Hi, my name is Svetlana. I’m here to help you,” she said kindly to the man whilst grasping his left wrist in order to take his heart rate. Unable to feel a strong pulse, she continued to talk calmly as she shifted her hand to his neck – the carotid pulse was fast, but weak and thready. The man was pale from the amount of blood lost and disorientated. His eyes slid in and out of focus and at times he nearly seemed to lose consciousness. He’s losing too much blood, Svetlana thought. All things considered, his body is compensating well but for how long can this continue? *
Aloud, she said, “Alexei... I don’t know if….”
* “I’ve already told you, I cannot take him to a hospital,” Alexei cut in. *
“Then I can give you no promise that I can save him,” Svetlana muttered through gritted teeth as she worked frantically to stabilise his vital signs.
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<span style='color:Teal'>*Raziel walks out of the store, casually strolling along Adrian down the street.*
"Sure, if we can get there early, maybe we can find a nice escape route, incase we need to run again..."
*He quickens his pace slightly as he speaks, eyes wandering along the street.*</span>
<i>Terran, Khaim - It's probably going to take some time walking, an hour or so if you walk all the way.</i>
I hate cars, they kill more people than they save.</b>
<span style='color:violet'>
Location: Hospital
He keeps his rifle aiming down the corridor and slowly walks backwards.
"If you'll excuse me gentleman and little child i must be off."
He looks round for any rooms that could contain medical equipment.</span>
*Colin gets up and walks over to the doorway*
"I guess we'd better go. I'm famished, I haven't eaten since... umm. I forget."
*Colin peers around the doorframe, looking for any hostiles*</span>
<b>I don't hate cars. I just dislike flashy stuff. Cars, mobile phones, computers, they're all just tools. Why spend more to get something all flashy?</b>
*moves out into the corridor, ready to open fire on any hostiles*</span></b>
“What the...I could have sworn the gunfire came from this direction. It seems to have stopped now...”
*She takes a deep breath, then rounds the corner and walks briskly down the corridor.*</span>