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[Outskirts of Chicago, After Flash Blizzard] @Lord Shaxx @Invalid User


Nilo laughed at steves remark. "that is funny" He smiled and nodded as steve Packed the animal into his rucksack. "Never miss chance with food, no? I like this." Nilo turned his head slightly to the right towards the window. "that noise. sound fishy.." I don't think more company would very nice right now... this guy barely trusts me as it is... Nilo quickly racked his rifle and turned towards the window. "Mr. steve man... I think careful is good idea now, no?" He said, nodding towards the window. "I hear persons.." Slowly croutching down, Nilo placed the barel of his rifle on the window sill aiming out cautiously. I dont want a fight.. but these days ya never know.
 
[Outside Garfield Station, Chicago/8:20]


"Calm the fuck down."
Dimitri said to Annika, turning around to look at Pavel a few seconds later. "Павел, дайте термо бутылку, не так ли?" He asked him before turning back to Annika. "Получил его, но я надеюсь, что она не будет чертово убийство нас, как только мы помогаем ей." Pavel finally spoke up, giving Dimitri his thermo bottle. "Here... drink it..." He gave her the thermos bottle, still hoping she wouldn't shoot him.
 
@NightWalker @Invalid User


[Outskirts of Chicago, After Flash Blizzard]


Leaving his bag where it was MacIntyre moved slowly towards Nilo, coming to kneel down slightly towards the rear and left of him, clutching his Rifle in both hands as he waited quietly before leaning forwards and speaking in hushed tone "You have eyes on anything?", he moved a hand up from his weapon to his balaclava and pulled it up over his nose, the cold wind wasn't exactly something he liked pelting his face, he shuffled on his kneel, changing which one he was resting on as he moved slightly to the right of Nilo, Things might get a bit loud.
 
[Outside Garfield Station, Chicago/8:20]


"You are a fucking idiot." he'd say at Dimitri.


Mikhel pulled out his wrench, slamming down on the end of the branch, the section away from the tongue. There was a loud snap as the branch disconnected.


"Hold on, give me a second, and this will definitely hurt."


Mikhel pulled the branch, and then it came straight off.
 
[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


I look out from behind a building. The streets looked empty, from what I could see. "Can you hear anything?" I whisper to Tala.


I shake my head no. The ground feels damp and cold. Everything feels cold. Then I perk up. "I think... I heard something...No... Never mind."
 
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[Near South Indiana Avenue/3:20AM] Mikhel Rusinov


Mikhel walked down the street, rifle raised. He had heard rustling in a nearby building, he had put on combat goggles that he looted from a dead soldier,who was wearing an exoskeleton. He had decided to steal several other pieces of gear, and tore off sections of the exo suit, as he intended to sell the parts later.



He also had an HK416 from the dead man, and had the M16 clipped to his back, it wasn't very reliable anyways.



The snow crunched under his new military grade boots, and he had a brand spanking new vest.
 
[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


My heart races and a hold on tightly to Raina. "There's someone there... I hear them."





Tala hugs me tighter and I look at her scared, delicate body. No one's ever going to hurt her again. I slowly step backwards, trying to escape the situation. But, like an idiot, I forget watch out carefully for Tala, and she slips on the ice.





"OW!" I yell, feeling myself slip and Raina's hand leave mine. As soon as I say it, I clasp my hand over my mouth. Great.
 
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[Near South Indiana Ave/3:21AM]


He heard someone yell. He rushed towards the sound, safety off, finger on the trigger. He looked, to see two people. He screamed something in Russian at them.
 
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[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


I feel Tala trembling next to me as this guy screamed. I recognized it as Russian, because dad was Russian, but had no idea what he was saying. He had gun was all I knew, and the safety was off. I hold Tala closer. My voice barely a scared whisper I say, "Please don't kill us."





I hold onto Raina, frightened. There was someone here, a man, and he was yelling in Russian. To my sensitive ears it sounded more like a freight train right next to me. When Raina said not to kill us, I realized he must have a gun. I shuffled closer to Raina.





.:~ @Invalid User ~:.
 
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[Near South Indiana Avenue/3:21AM]


"Is English better for you?" Dimitri yelled upon possibly hearing English. "Do you have any weapons?" it didn't take long for anyone looking at him to realize he had military grade gear.
 
[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


I flinch at his yells. He was obviously from the military. I shook my head no. "All I have is a kitchen knife and a slingshot..." I say in a small voice. Tala buried her head into my sweater, clutching my sweater and covering her ears. I realized the screams must be torture for her.





I cover my ears and say, "Please stop yelling!"


.:
~ @Invalid User ~:.
 
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[Near South Indiana Avenue/3:22AM]


Dimitri was not in his usall "nice" mode, he was more interested in how the hell these "children" survived for this long. Even so, Dimitri kept his weapon raised, but stopped shouting.


"What are you doing here?" He asked, with a scowl and a definite Russian accent.
 
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[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


I shrugged. I didn't feel like explaining exactly why she was here. "This is just where we ended up."





I was about to open my mouth when Raina said something about ending up here. I decided she wanted me to stay quiet too, so I said, "I'm Tala. Nice to meet you!"





I resisted the urge to face palm.
 
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I just saw notifications and i was like " Wait..what?" So i had to check it out. I am so tempted to start posting but i dont have permission
 
[Near South Indiana Avenue/3:22AM]


"I honestly don't know how to handle this." Dimitri stated, loud and clear as he lowered his weapon. "As long as you don't pull a knife on me, you're fine."


(
@CkSmalling, you're cleared. Go ahead breh)
 
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[somewhere near Indiana Ave]


I blinked a few times. "Thank... you...?" I feel Tala loosen my grip on me. Her teeth chatter a little bit, and she pretends it's not happening. I rub her head. And say, "Cold?" She may only be a few years younger than me, but still.





I feel my cheeks grow hot despite the cold. Back to her normal self, I think. "Yah, kinda." I whisper.
 
[Near South Indiana Avenue/3:23AM]


Dimitri abandoned them, running down the street upon hearing gunfire and shouting. "I have to uh, attend a meeting?" He shouted at them, he couldn't think of anything to say.


There they were, "Frostbite"
 
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[sOMEWHERE LOST]


Robert woke up with a pain in his left arm. He opened his eyes and saw that the jeep he was in was shot to hell. He sat upright and canvased the area to look for his friends but he was all alone. He was stripped off his weapons as he was left with only his knife. "How cinsiderate of them. Al least they did not take my clothes." He stood up and walked to the jeep to see if there was anything left. Nothing. He sighed and looked behind him. A guard post. Figures. He took his bag which was also empty and slinged on his shoulder.


He began walking to any direction since he had no clue on what to do. He saw a sign for a covenient shop and he trudged on. After an hour on walking on the thick ice, he entered the shop and closed it. The cold was killing him so the first thing he had ti do was create some heat. He gathered all the papers and other flammamble materials he could find. He lit the fire and just sat near it, gerting some warmth and lighting his mood up. He looked for something to eat, no matter how small it is so that his rumbling stomach can shut up. He luckily founda can of beans so he just opened it and placed it over the fire he had made. A nice meal. He made a makeshift pillow with his bag and dozed off...
 

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