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clover grabbed her gun and started to shoot most of the zombie gijinka's, reloading pretty quickly as she fired.
''darn it! running low on ammo, most of it's at the bunker'' she said, now getting worried.
brandon went running past, dagger's low to the ground as he sliced through the back of some of the gijinka zombies neck's.
''catch!'' he yelled, tossing a new box of ammo to clover.
she caught it and reloaded her gun, ready to shoot any more zombies.
brandon leaped up onto the car behind clover and bellatrix, putting his dagger's away and getting out a new weapon, a slingshot with rock ammo.

Get out of here... Crysia's self conscious warned. Even though it sent an ache to every single nerve she had. Crysia wobbled up to her feet and limped across the room. Weapon, Crysia. If you forget your weapon, you will die a painful death and feel your brain get eaten... She coached herself through the process. Her hand crawled into her pocket, where she found her survival jar and dagger. Crysia glanced around the bunker. The bangs of Clover's (at least, Crysia hope it was Clover) gun rang wildly in the air. Ammo. Crysia waddled stiffly over to the desk, grabbing a box of ammo. She clutched it in her hand, finding every step a tiny bit easier than the last. Tortilla. Crysia thought all of the sudden. In confusion, the girl stopped for a moment to think about why the thought had come to her.
Her stomach ached. The last thing I ate was Mexican food. Crysia remembered, slightly amused. Oh, right! War going outside! She quickly chided herself for being off-task and crawled out the bunker. There was a car. Clover and Brandon and a zombie was on the car. Crysia chucked the ammo at Clover, and it landed beside her on the roof of the burnt car. A zombie grabbed her arm, and her dagger stabbed the furry paw of it. She slammed her foot into the stomach of the zombie, and the frail wrist broke. Crysia slammed her dagger into the zombie's chest. She walked up to the car with returning ease, and glanced at the semi-calm Gijinka sitting on the hood. "Hi," Crysia said, putting her dagger back in her pocket. "My name is Crysia... I'm a Misdreavus Gijinka."

(My RP is rusty... Haven't practiced for a bit.)

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(Uhh)
(There are no gijinkas on the car)
(If you're talking about Bellatrix, she's currently cowering behind Clover)

Bellatrix was fine not doing anything, but the situation changed when the zombified remains of a small child latched onto her boot. "Ahk! Getitoffgetitoffgetitoff!" She screeched, flailing her leg about in an attempt to dislodge the zombie. When flailing didn't work, she habitually dug her arm into her bag, whipping out a dai-chui that she hadn't known was there. "Get! Off!" She yelled as she launched the pointed end of her weapon through the zombie's head, yanking the chain and whipping it back into her grasp. The undead fell to the ground, harmless as Bellatrix turned to face the undead. "I am not happy." She said as she whipped her weapon in a circle of an increasing speed. "Eat it!" she yelled as she launched the tip of her dai-chui into the skull of another undead with the same technique that she had used to deal with the zombified child. She threw the other side of her weapon into another zombie, yanking the center of her chain to cause them to smash together, before walking over to remove her weapon. One of the zombies was still "alive", snapping at Bellatrix's boots before she crushed its skull underfoot as she retrieved her weapon. As another undead approached, she flicked a trench knive off of her belt, plunging it into the skull of her foe. She wiped the blade on her pants. "Who's next?"

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Macey jumped from tree to tree. She could see some figures in the distance.

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clover picked up the ammo and stuffed it into her backpack.
''you should be at the bunker resting, crysia'' she said, holstering her gun.
brandon walked over and sheathed both of his dagger's, looking over at bellatrix.
''you've got some aim, and pretty cool weapon's'' he said.

(bumping this up o3o lol)

(... I was half-asleep.)

Crysia barely glanced at Clover. "It's a zombie apocalypse. There's no time for resting." She said grimly, holding her weapon with her index finger and ring finger. "Besides, I'd do you no good resting there..." Crysia added, spinning her weapon carelessly. On a normal day in a normal life, somebody would of scolded her for displaying a weapon so carelessly and spinning it, but that wasn't the case. Half the population of this town has probably already been killed. Crysia thought bitterly, looking around at the abandoned place. What's happened to the rest of the world?

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Bellatrix sent the tip of her weaponn sailing through another zombie's head before hearing Brandon's compliment. She retracted her weapon, turning to face Brandon, returning to her meek personality. "Aww, well, it's nothing reall-EEE!" She scteeched, interrupted by the mangled top half of a zombie that had been hiding under a car latching onto her tail. She whipped her tail back and forth, pinpricks of pain appearing as she smashed the undead into an abandoned car. She jumped back away from the still corpse as it slipped off of her tail with a thud. "Whew, that was close." She said, turning back to the group, oblivious to the bleeding bite marks on her tail as she turned to face them.

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