Until Days' Light

[Mandalorian]

Morgan shook his head slightly, "I try to stay away from the stuff," he leaned back in his chair and said with a slightly sarcastic tone "never been a big fan of cancer," he paused for a moment "now if we could actually get some good beer here, I think I would have to change my view on whether the side effects are worth it."

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Peter had his laptop siting in front of him at his desk its screen glowing faintly glad I remembered to charge the thing he was jotting down notes and observations on what he noticed in the cell samples and how they reacted with different chemicals. What where they messing around with when making this? This does things that are so unnatural, even the virus doesn't behave quite right. The speed of infection is amazingly high with a person being normal to being fully affected with in a 4-8 hour period. he sighed slightly and started to nodded off but came abruptly awake when he heard the screams start again can't they just shut up, why the hell do they even do that!? he sighed again and looked down at the pistol that was sitting next to his laptop if the calvary doesn't come soon I might have to use that

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Sam's hand's where shaking uncontrollably and his breathing was fast and ragged any minute now...they'll break through...and then... he pushed the thoughts aside There's no way they can get in here, the door is solid steel and air tight. but he wasn't quite able to convince himself that he was safe and his hands kept shaking.

For the past fifteen minutes the creatures had been slamming themselves into the door, screaming the whole time. they had been going at it steadily since Sam had gone to grab some food from the table and had accidentally knocked a metal tray off. The sound had drawn them.

still shaking Sam began to say a prayer from his childhood, "Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I wake, pray the lord my soul to take. If I should be granted other days, I pray thee lord to guide my ways...amen" he took a deep breathe afterwards and then let it very slowly out, and then he walked slowly over to the couch and did the one thing that he thought it would be impossible for him to do...he slept.

[Junk Angel]

Petra took the offer up.
"Don't smoke normally, but hell the coffee ain't doing it's job."
She took the cigarette and let Wesker light the cigarette.
"Beer's got it's merits, but I still say, a good coffee beats anything. So that now we're past the initial bonding, what were you before the hammer hit? Just wondering with whom I'm sitting."
She smiled and took a whiff of the cigarette.

[MyNameDidntFit]

Mick slipped the cigarettes and lighter back into his jacket and took another draw from his cigarette before replying to Petra.
"Beer slows down the mind and body. Cigarettes don't. And when you're in places like I was when I took these up, cancer's the least of your worries and you sure don't want your senses dulled." He drew again from the cigarette and tapped the ash on the end onto the floor, "You already know what I did. How 'bout you kid?" He indicated to Morgan as he spoke.

[Mandalorian]

Morgan sighed slightly "I was on vacation when it struck, my family and I got trapped in our hotel when they started the quarantine. We were stayed in there for a few weeks but then some one managed to get infected and it spread like wildfire. I managed to escape" his eyes grew a little distant and he stopped for a moment, but then picked up again like nothing had happened. "I was lucky enough to run into a convoy heading towards the base, and here I am"

[Junk Angel]

"Well I guess you can guess from my accent I ain't from here, though somehow I feel Europe ain't much better of today. These things tend to spread faster than wildfires.

Darn, anyone got some cards along anything, anything to let the mind wander?"
She sipped more of the coffee, while deeply inhaling the smoke from the cigarette.

[MyNameDidntFit]

Mick smiled, the first time in a long time. He reached into his jacket once more and pulled out a tatty packet of cards and flipped it over twice in the palm of his hands.
"Had these with me since Vietnam. Don't mind the hole in 'em; bloody things took a stray sniper round in Panama."
He slipped the cards from the packet and begun shuffling them with speed and grace, his rough hands flicking the cards between each other.
"What's your game then?"

[Mandalorian]

Morgan smiled slightly "Well we don't have anything to play poker with" he glanced around "so why not twenty one?" he laughed slightly "loser has to get the others a refill on there coffee."

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GM 4 hours later

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A private stood at attention once again next to the general "sir we have apprehended the fugitives, they where clean of the virus" The general smiled slightly and replied "good very good, but make sure they are kept locked up. People must learn to not panic." the private nodded "yes sir. Also sir, We still can't contact the labratory, it appears they went into an emergency response lockdown." the general sighed and shook his head "some one panicked down there too, override the sequence so we can contact them"

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Peter strummed his fingers slightly against the desk They still haven't come for us what could be going on out there? as he was finishing the thoughts the main lights flickered back on with a low groan, he glanced up and laughed slightly "yes there back on, about damn tim..." he stopped mid sentence as he heard the doors open with an audible hiss. He whirled around picking up his pistol and almost screamed as he saw one of the thingsturn around in the hallway glance at him with its head cocked slightly sideways as if it was curios about what he was. its face then twisted into a snarl and a deep growl escaped its throat as it turned and charged him.

Peter emptied his entire clip into the thing, its strides slowing slightly but it was still moving. Then another one of the researchers stood up and and fired another full pistol clip into it. the thing groaned slightly and then slowly collapsed on to the ground.

Everyone stared at the thing silently for a moment and then mass panic ensued, the researchers all charged for the door and began to scramble out into the hallway. Peter stared wide eyed, and then realizing that he had to leave, went int eh exact opposite direction of the panicking mob, knowing they would attract the attention of all of the creatures.

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Sam awoke as soon as the lights went back on he smiled slightly and said to himself "see everything worked out ok" then eh heard the door open with a hiss and a few seconds later a series of gunshots in the distance. or maybe they don't, he heard shambling running footsteps in the hallway and stayed still keeping his breathing as low as possible until they died off into the distance of the hallways. at least there all distracted. he stood up slowly and eased his way into the hallway he glanced both ways.

He gritted his teeth as he saw a human shape shadow on the wall, to one side and getting closer. he pulled his pistol out aimed it at the corner, and waited.

Peter rounded the corner slowly and almost screamed as he saw the man standing in the hallway with the pistol aimed at him.

Sam sighed slightly reholstering the pistol "I thought you where one of them. You're names peter right?" peter nodded "yeah, come on follow me I now a way out of here not to far away." Sam nodded "alright lead the way."

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Morgan laughed slightly as the main lighting came back on "it seems where in the clear at last, I wonder what happened, didn't hear any gunshots the whole time."


OOC- sorry about the time skip, but I think it was needed to keep the story moving.

[MyNameDidntFit]

The kid hadn't heard the shots. If the girl had she hadn't reacted.

Mick considered saying he had heard shots, but they were probably just from the wall guards anyway, his ears were sensitive to the sounds of gunfire after so many years of avoiding it.
He couldn't stop thinking about the muffled and faint gunshots he had heard. He was sure they were shots but he couldn't be sure if they were from the wall guards, or if they were even real shots at all...
"I don't like this. Somethin' just ain't right." As he spoke he put his hand behind his back and ran his fingers over the hard outline of the handgun that sat in the small of his back.
He'd managed to convince his friend in the brass to issue him a weapon and as of yet it was only Mick and him that knew; but as Mick's fingers ran over the cold metal he felt sure that was about to change.

[Junk Angel]

"I doubts it's anything serious, I think I heard a thunderstorm in the distance, too muffled to be any clsoe though I guess."
She yawned, "so since this is my tenth loss in a row, should I go get the coffee? And next time, teach me the rules first will you, my card rules knowledge ends around euro games."
She laughed and went over to get some coffee. She didn't show it, but she grew a bit nervous, all due to the second on which Mick's face grew worried for a fleeting moment.

[Mandalorian]

Peter and Sam moved at a fast walk down the corridors they turned around constantly sweeping the space with there eyes. The passed a small door and Sam motioned for Peter to stop. He went over to it and entered a 6 digit access code, the door swung open on hydrolics revealing a small 6 foot by 11 foot room that had weapons stored in an organized fashion along both walls. Sam grabbed four M4 Carbines, 12 clips along with a case of extra ammunition, and 8 frag grenades. he shoved everything but two of the M4s and 4 clips into a large duffel bag and went back out of the room. he handed one of the M4s and two of the clips to Peter "I hope you know how to use this, could keep us alive"

The started out again, and managed to reach the exit with out incident. Peter sighed heavily "the doors open, thats not a good sign' Sam nodded "yeah I know, but lets head up" they walked up the short flight of stairs and out into the dark world.

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Near the West Gate

"Alen, you hear something?" a young man who couldn't have been more then 20 stood up. "sit back down, dale. It was nothing" Alen sat down next to the older man "are you sure it sounded like gun shots..." Dale shook his head "don't be an idiot why would there be gun shots her..." his cigerrete fell out of his mouth as he saw one of the entrances the underground facility open, and a man run screaming out. He stood up shouldering his gun as another ten or so men ran out after them. But these men didn't look right almost like... "holy, mother of god! there..." he was cut out as one of the men jumped on to him knocking him down and began to tear his neck out with its teeth...

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Residential Area, Eastern Portion of Base

Isek stood leaning against a wall having a smoke outside of his quarters when he heard a scream int eh distance "what was that?" he walked over to the back alley and shined a flash light down it. He groaned slightly as he saw a man covered in what must have been cherry sauce look up at him. A crazy grin came over the mans face he let out a dark scream and charged. I don't think that was cherry sauce, was the last coherent though Isek had.

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Cafeteria

Morgans head shot up as he heard the screams begin to start in the base, most of them where the yells of worried humans, but a few... "no, no no" he said lightly under his breathe "this can't be happening not again..." his hand fell to his right side, where after he pushed his baggy shirt against the sink it was obvious he had a knife hidden. the knife was a 11 inch long chef's knife which was his only possession form his old life. "we've got to get out" his voice got a little louder "we've got to get out of here now while everyone's still panicking, they'll go after the ones who make the most noise first" it was obvious that he had dealt with the things before his voice held the assuredness of one who had seen the very thing they where talking about but the slightly high note of one who didn't want to see it again.

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Base, near Cafeteria

Peter and Sam emerged near the cafeteria, panic was engulfing the base and groups of people where running past them in every direction. and every once in awhile something else that only resembled a person would jump on one of the people who where running causing a spurt of blood to fly into the air. Sam turned around to Peter "don't panic, we'll head to the cafeteria first, and the head out the back side to the North gate. Follow me and be quite"

[MyNameDidntFit]

Mick watched calmly as Morgan began blurting out words. He stood quietly and drew the handgun from his pants and checked the safety; off, as always.
"Okay, Morgan. Calm down. The last thing we want is to be moving around in the initial panic. I can tell from your voice you've been through this kinda crap before but you've got to listen to me. We are staying here for a few minutes at least."
Morgan calmed a little on the exterior but his eyes belied his somewhat jumpy composure. Petra was still sitting, her face seemed to show no emotion, a little fear and a little of the excitement adrenaline brings.

Mick walked around the table and watched people scrambling about the cafeteria; some running for the exits, others looking for places to hide. Only a few looked for weapons. He turned his gaze back to the kids; he felt somehow responsible for them now. He looked down at his hands, they gripped the familiar contours of the M9 pistol with the same comfortable feel they had almost forty years ago.
"Alright," he lifted the sleeve of his jacket and looked at his watch, "Five minutes maximum and we're out of here," he glanced at the boy again.
He could tell the kid wasn't happy with staying here, his eyes wandered to Petra but he still couldn't discern her mindframe. Again his eyes found Morgan, "Just wait kid. Just wait."

[Mandalorian]

"oh I know," his voice was dropping again getting lower and husky "I've seen what they do when you panic, they come in droves they rip, they tear, they ...eat" he pulled the knife from its resting place it was a wustof with a thick steel blade and a dark black wood grip. the blade was tinged a dark brown color. "I'll wait, cause they always go after the first ones and the ones that scream, but as soon as we get out of here I'm running, at that point I don't have to out run them any longer" his eyes where dark and glassy, he was going into a mixed stat his mind was beginning to flash back distracting him from present events and keeping him in the past but his body was going into flight or fight mode. He was at the point where a Human was able to do anything, no matter what it would do to there mental state when the remembered it after wards.

He was primed to kill, he began to move the blade slowly back in forth between his hands, its tinted blade flickering slightly in the light. "no I won't have to out run them, and if they do manage to catch me..." a sickened grin came over his face "well then I'll have a chance to cut something won't I?" the entire time his voice was in a low and dark voice barely loud enough to be heard its pitch or tone never changing.

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Sam and Peter moved quietly alongside the crowd making sure not to get to close, they where within a 100 yards of the cafeteria and getting closer. TI was obvious that a large crowd was vacating the place and fast. Sam reached back and signaled peter to stop and wait. they eased into the shadows and sat and waited for the crowd to start to die down.

[Junk Angel]

Standing with a cup of coffee in her hand Petra watched everyone and everything erupt in panic. She was through this once already, back at the dorms of the school. Fumbling around for some kind of weapon she found out she didn't have any.
Glancing at the cup, she broke it against one of the tables and took the largest, sharpest shard left. It was not much, but better than mere hands.
She smiled as she saw her two companions, she didn't even know when she began to think of them in this term, stay calmly at the table.
She walked over to them, wishing of the few drops of blood she got from breaking the cup.
Pointing back at the meagre food inside the cantina she said.
"you know, we're defintely going to have to move, but before we do, I recommend we take some of that stuff. I'vegot no idea how it might look outside right now, and my guess is, most things in the supermarkets is going to be rotten eitherway after so long."

[MyNameDidntFit]

Mick looked at Petra, she was right.
"You're right, you two get bags or something and grab as much canned food and bottled water as possible. I'll stick around out here and make sure nothing interrupts you."
As he finished speaking he moved to the counter and stood with his back against it as the kids made their way into the canteen.

[Mandalorian]

"oh I doubt they'll come in here until there is no one left out side, its bright in here and they don't like the light. We won't have to worry about them coming in until there's no more food out side... but I don't plan on being here by then" his voice was still low and his eyes still had a glassy glint to them but he stood and stretched very slightly "Petra help me find some bags that won't be to hard to carry, were only going to take as much as is easy to carry. Because while we might be able to get to the gates unnoticed, once we go out side we will be noticed sometime and we'll have to run."

he went in the kitchen and walked back to the workers area, he grabbed three duffel bags that where left by the escaping cooks, and handed one to Petra "fill it up with all the water bottles you can find and if you can include some hard alcohol, We might need to sanitize something and alcohol is effective at it." he turned away and began to load up his two duffel bags with MRE's.

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the Cafeteria appeared to be emptied almost entirely out now. Sam bent over near Peter and whispered. "Ok, we go in and grab any of the supplies we need and then we get out of here." peter nodded slightly, Sam eased forward slowly keeping to the shadows along the wall and stopped when ever one of them would scream. There where still people running around in a blind panic but the numbers where dropping drastically. Sam hoped it was due to them escaping but knew otherwise.

they eased up to the cafeteria door and Sam eased it open. Both Peter and Sam stepped inside. Sam glanced to the right and found himself staring down the barrel of a gun "I'm not one of them, I don't mean any harm"