French Street

Carrie got back to her feet, and turned to the woman who aided them. She was pretty, and at the moment in a state of suspicion given the outburst. "Its as normal as seeing zombies and monsters roaming the streets. He's a good guy, Ed, truly, he's just-" then she paused.

She turned and faced Ed as he was under the intense pain, clawing at his head like a beast! Carrie gasped, and felt her heart sink, her blue eyes pinpricked as she began to relive the horror-

Carrie, Unknown Time:

She had to close her eyes and look away as she could... feel the intense pain again, the feeling like someone had you by your skull and simply... drove a spike through it!

"Hah.. hah..." she panted, feeling cold sweat roll across her body, as Ed let it out and screamed with such a malicious intensity!

It wasn't till Jack called to her, calling her 'Care-Bear' did she snap out of it! She swung her head to him, snarling. We went through this before you dumbass, no-! Her mind stopped as she watched him cradle the unconscious Ed, and quickly rushed to his aid. "I got'em," she says, holding the man, oddly able to handle his weight despite her size- though, she was muscular, she shouldn't be able to handle Ed the way she did, but wasn't going to stop and explain it to everyone. "Shit Ed..." She looked down at his sweaty face, it was like looking into the mirror, and she fixed some of his stray bangs. Curse you Ferral... I know you did that to stabilize Ed, but we could've done it...! She thought, snarling as she looked around- and saw the camera now zoomed in on her. She flipped it off, before pulling Ed towards the Ambulance. "Rafe!" She cried out. "Scott!" she added. "Jane! Help me pull him into the Ambulance!" She called out.

Rafe was reloading the AR15 when Ed did his thing. He turned, the alarm ringing as bricks fell from the hole he ripped into the wall. "Jaysus Christ, was that a feckin' bomb?!" He spat, as the alarm rang and drew more zombies towards their group! "Ah shite!" Rafe reloaded the gun, and continued to take pot shots of the approaching horde. "Feckin' Hell, we're gonna get surrounded at this point...!" the Irishman voiced to the others. It was then that the alarm twanged and died with the destruction of the storefront, burying the Gulper that got Reiko under a fuck ton of debris! "Holy shite..." he commented, before he heard Carrie scream his name. Glancing over to her, she was now dragging the unconscious Ed over to the Ambulance!

"I'm coming Carrie!" He called out, slinging the weapon over his shoulder, running over to aid the woman in dragging the heavy, tall man back into the safety of the ambulance! "Jaysus, he's like a bloody elephant...!" He groaned, straining to help her carry the man, and Rafe wasn't a skin flint, he still had a large muscular frame he maintained since his days in Ireland. "Sorry fella, mind me fuckin' manners... jus that you weigh like a tank...!" He groaned, dragging the man towards the opening of the Ambulance, red in the face. "C'mon, move aside!" he told the other ladies!

'Jane' had kept everything under control, her shotgun at the ready and after medical bus rocked with fearsome energy, remained vigilant and on point. When Carrie called for their assistance, and saw Rafe and the other woman dragging Ed over to the opening of the Ambulance, she sets the shotgun aside and reached down, grabbing Ed by the lapels of his jacket for guidance, the barefoot woman pulling him backward into the vehicle, but couldn't pull him in entirely! "C'mon... Rafe, put your back into it...!" She chastised him. "Your a big strong guy, push him in...!" She groaned!

Jack Taylor wrote:

Cassie Ross wrote:Cassie applied the breaks, sliding again to a halt!



She panted, removing her helmet, letting down her coppery ginger hair. She saw the tall guy lift the fallen slime ball and carry it around the corner of the ambulance, before she saw smoke and felt the ground shake as the debris from the shop rained down everywhere! The alarm, a ringing bell, rattled off into the night air as she could hear the man screaming like a beast at the bloated monster!

Jack turned to the rider, who removed her helmet and for a moment felt like he'd seen her before. Despite never meeting someone as skilled as her on a motorbike, she felt familiar to him, and it was eerie considering he couldn't place his finger on where. But then his head turned back to Ed, and he winced. "Oh no..."

Edgar Holden wrote:
Ed's eyes widened with sudden shock and pain, and he let go of his grip on the creature's jaws, instead using his hands to grip onto his own skull! He stumbled back in alarm as his vison blurred like crazy, like he had been hit in the head with a building I beam. he let out several pained grunts and snorts as he stumbled back towards the street from inside the store. his eyes flashing between their usual green hue, and the glowing crimson. his lips pulled back in a pained snarling grimace.

He knew what the man was going through, and he bit his lower lip and gripped his fist tightly as he glanced over to Carrie who wore an equally familiar look.

Cassie Ross wrote:"What... the fuck?" She spat, blinking her large amber eyes. She turned to the one in green, and the one with the ass in jeans:



"Hey, is that normal? What the hell is going on in this fucking city?!" Cass cried out, over the droning sound of the alarm.

The woman's concern felt oddly refreshing, as he himself had no fucking clue. He turned to the woman and smiled-

Edgar Holden wrote:
The next moment, he threw his head back, and his arms out wide, screaming out a pained cry as a sudden shockwave emanated from.... somewhere near him, or was it from him? nobody could tell from that distance, but it collapsed the unstable storefront, and cratered the ground around his feet., to which he collapsed into, completely unconscious.

-and after the seismic blast that occurred behind Jack, which caved in much of the asphalt and caused the storefront to collapse on top of the Gulper, crushing it if hadn't already been killed by Ed, he shrugged his shoulders. "He just forgot to take his medicine is all!" He says with a half smirk, before quickly turning on the balls of his feet and sprinted to Ed, catching the big guy before he fell onto his face like a pile of bricks. "Easy-wooo boy, easy there big guy...!" He says, holding the larger man up, just barely. He glanced back to Carrie with a nervous grin. "Hey, Care-Bear-" he paused. Oh shit... that slipped... He continued: "-mind... taking care of Ed? I've got to check for Reiko with him being out..." he says with a chuckle.

Cass blinked and then noticed the coming droves of the undead- like those she had seen coming into the city. She had a mission yet, and no fucking freak show was going to keep her from getting to the bottom of it! These were the only 'normal' (relatively speaking that is), people she had encountered so far that seemed to be of sane enough mind to answer her questions. She watched them huddling to the big guy with concern rather than fear, and having seen some crazy shit in her own life... especially last December? She couldn't really be too surprised. "Fuck me sideways..." she sighed, sliding the handgun into her holster under her coat, engaging the kickstand and quickly made her way over to the group.

"Lemme help," she says, grabbing the man by his boots and... found it a struggle, but with the others helping, it wasn't too bad. "Okay, lets slide him in on the count of three..." she breathed, her breasts bouncing as she put her back and thick legs into it: "-THREE!"

Under the guise of the others working together with her, Carrie grunted with them.. closing her eyes and faced downward to hide the flash of red in her eyes. She was about to do it back then, when she was eaten by that MA-124 Gamma... but then Ed came and saved her. He didn't have to do anything, he was bare ass naked, and he had perhaps stumbled about for an hour before he ran into me. He didn't know if I was friend or foe, but didn't care. He put his life on the line for me, and without expecting anything in return save information... no, he would've done it regardless... She thought as she let the symbiote bulk her muscles up a little, being careful not to go over the edge like that time before- she was the weakest of her siblings, due to her inability to let things smoothly flow.

She could feel it, the vine like webs, the spindrils twisting through her muscular frame, providing her with enough strength to help shove Ed's larger body into the vehicle. With his dead weight, he was like a V12 engine or an idling truck, but Carrie, like Ed, had some special abilities, one of them being strength.

"Hraaah!" She groaned, as 'they' pushed Ed into the ambulance with a final push! All of them sweaty, and Carrie turned away, covering her face, gasping. "I'm... I'm going to grab the weapons we dropped... just- just be ready to pack up and go...!" she says, not looking at them, stumbling around the ambulance, peeking through the cracks of her fingers to see where she was going, till she was in front of the vehicle, her back facing the group. She lowered her hands, and frowned...



Turn it off... recede... return... remain calm, remain... fluid. She told herself, and closed her glowing red eyes and breathed in... and out... before reopening them.



Just to be sure, she checked the shop window, and could see her baby blues once again. Sighing, she felt the slithering in her arm, the symbiote's tendrils retreating back into her core... "Okay..." she breathed, and began collecting Reiko's gear, and the tossed 1887 shotgun. Even if Reiko was dead, her weapons could still be of use for them...

...but for how much longer? She asked herself, pausing, still frowning. "Gotta focus on the now, for now..." she told herself out loud, and returned to the Ambulance, glaring up at the camera... knowing he, the old crusty fuck was watching them closely...

Whilst everyone was working on getting Ed back into the ambulance, Jack was clearing through the rubble of the storefront. He was sure they were all too busy to notice as he plowed through the brick and mortar. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that even the new woman was working alongside the others. Looks like everyone's working together... good. He thought, as he dug through the remains of the store within a few minutes, simply tossing whole pieces and chunks of concrete back, before he saw the squashed slimy amphibian. "Shit... frogger's got nothing on you pancake." he says with a grimace, highly doubting the lovely Reiko was still her plump, curvy self... poor Scotty, he saw he had thing for her...

"Hmp?" He grunted, noticing... movement. The carcass was rippling with movement, and cautiously, Jack slid out his blade, poking the flesh of the beast...

((OOC: You're up Reiko ;P))

Jack Taylor wrote:Whilst everyone was working on getting Ed back into the ambulance, Jack was clearing through the rubble of the storefront. He was sure they were all too busy to notice as he plowed through the brick and mortar. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that even the new woman was working alongside the others. Looks like everyone's working together... good. He thought, as he dug through the remains of the store within a few minutes, simply tossing whole pieces and chunks of concrete back, before he saw the squashed slimy amphibian. "Shit... frogger's got nothing on you pancake." he says with a grimace, highly doubting the lovely Reiko was still her plump, curvy self... poor Scotty, he saw he had thing for her...

"Hmp?" He grunted, noticing... movement. The carcass was rippling with movement, and cautiously, Jack slid out his blade, poking the flesh of the beast...

((OOC: You're up Reiko ;P))

What came out of the creature was not blood, but a thick ichorous material that was black as oil dripping out from the tear in the flesh...



It sprayed out, onto the ground, pooling in front of Jack...



A ton of the fluid was pumping out, forcing the wound to widen, and then... a bleached white skull and an arm bone rolled onto the surface of the pool of inky blackness... before shooting up at Jack!



The black slime slithered and lunged at Jack, forcing him backwards as the skull and bones of Reiko clanked across the floor!

ReikotheGwen wrote:

Jack Taylor wrote:Whilst everyone was working on getting Ed back into the ambulance, Jack was clearing through the rubble of the storefront. He was sure they were all too busy to notice as he plowed through the brick and mortar. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that even the new woman was working alongside the others. Looks like everyone's working together... good. He thought, as he dug through the remains of the store within a few minutes, simply tossing whole pieces and chunks of concrete back, before he saw the squashed slimy amphibian. "Shit... frogger's got nothing on you pancake." he says with a grimace, highly doubting the lovely Reiko was still her plump, curvy self... poor Scotty, he saw he had thing for her...

"Hmp?" He grunted, noticing... movement. The carcass was rippling with movement, and cautiously, Jack slid out his blade, poking the flesh of the beast...

((OOC: You're up Reiko ;P))

What came out of the creature was not blood, but a thick ichorous material that was black as oil dripping out from the tear in the flesh...



It sprayed out, onto the ground, pooling in front of Jack...



A ton of the fluid was pumping out, forcing the wound to widen, and then... a bleached white skull and an arm bone rolled onto the surface of the pool of inky blackness... before shooting up at Jack!



The black slime slithered and lunged at Jack, forcing him backwards as the skull and bones of Reiko clanked across the floor!

"JESUS!" Shouted Jack, swinging his blade fast and repeatedly through the sentient black slime! "What the fuck is this?!" He spat, slicing and dicing as quickly as he could, backing up as he did so! He used his free hand to fumble for a lighter in his jacket pocket. That isn't some digestive acid, its another B.O.W.! Was it hiding in the belly all along? What the hell is this thing?! His mind tried to rationalize his reasoning that he was slicing through black ooze straight from a D&D campaign! He had to lure it away, keep it from the others, from Ed, God knows what it would do to him! He winced, feeling the ooze touching his fingers, whatever it was was trying to get in but he was seemingly immune to it... for now! "Fuck, get the fuck back!" Jack spat!

The ooze was relentless, while Jack's blade was sharp enough to slice through material at a near molecular level, all he was doing was helping the trillions of nanites grow and multiply! They clung around his sharp blade and began plunging around his arm! They pulled at his arm, crawling down it, intent on devouring him whole! The slime became solid in places, liquid in others, and it slithered around Jack, gathering around his ankles, coiled around him, pulled him into the pool of black, slithering ink-

Sizzzzle...!



-SMASH!

Flames burst as the molotov shatters across the inky pool, and the black mass retreats as a slimy Reiko now stood over Jack... in less clothing than she had before...:



"What's eating you, Jackie boy?" Reiko asked, the woman spitting to the side slime she swallowed when she had been swallowed alive. "Damn thing damn near digested me alive! I pass out, then suddenly I can breathe again, and I crawl my ass out of that 'thing' only to see you screaming and shrieking at a puddle of ink..." she panted, looking very worse for wear. Her belt she had for her apron hung around her naked hips, her leather and lace thong and micro bikini for her stripper act, her Gothic GoGo boots, her striped leggings, black arm gloves, her choker and her maid headdress still remained however. She blinked down at him. "...Please don't tell me you want me to sit on your face, ugh..." She rolled her crystal blue eyes and held out a hand to help Jack up. All the while the black mass shifted around the room, keeping its distance. "What I miss?" She asked, still offering her hand.

ReikotheGwen wrote:The ooze was relentless, while Jack's blade was sharp enough to slice through material at a near molecular level, all he was doing was helping the trillions of nanites grow and multiply! They clung around his sharp blade and began plunging around his arm! They pulled at his arm, crawling down it, intent on devouring him whole! The slime became solid in places, liquid in others, and it slithered around Jack, gathering around his ankles, coiled around him, pulled him into the pool of black, slithering ink-

Sizzzzle...!



-SMASH!

Flames burst as the molotov shatters across the inky pool, and the black mass retreats as a slimy Reiko now stood over Jack... in less clothing than she had before...:



"What's eating you, Jackie boy?" Reiko asked, the woman spitting to the side slime she swallowed when she had been swallowed alive. "Damn thing damn near digested me alive! I pass out, then suddenly I can breathe again, and I crawl my ass out of that 'thing' only to see you screaming and shrieking at a puddle of ink..." she panted, looking very worse for wear. Her belt she had for her apron hung around her naked hips, her leather and lace thong and micro bikini for her stripper act, her Gothic GoGo boots, her striped leggings, black arm gloves, her choker and her maid headdress still remained however. She blinked down at him. "...Please don't tell me you want me to sit on your face, ugh..." She rolled her crystal blue eyes and held out a hand to help Jack up. All the while the black mass shifted around the room, keeping its distance. "What I miss?" She asked, still offering her hand.

Jack actually felt fear creep into his soul, something he hadn't felt... in a long while. He still had unfinished business yet in Raccoon, and he promised himself and to her, that he wouldn't rest till he got to the truth and found out exactly what happened. Then, the molotov came from nowhere, and there, standing as good as new was Reiko... minus some important parts of her clothing. "Depends or not if I still got to pay, if so, no, I'm good." He says with a half chuckle, swinging his blade free of the residual goo, dabbing it into the flames for safe measure before taking her hand in his left and pulling himself up as he slid his knife back into the scabbard. "Well, apparently wherever you left the rest of your outfit," he paused. "For starters, now if I could get you and Jane as you currently are equipped to hang around my bar my business would triple!" he joked, before saying: "...You know that icy glare ya got, kinda creeps me out." He coughed, "Okay, well, Ed had a breakdown-" he waved his hand in the ruins they were standing in. "-this, was the break down. More of a teardown, really, but, you know, semantics." He explained. "He's out cold, by the way, Scotty cried about you, devoured again without him and all that. Seriously, that guy needs to put his priorities straight-right right! I'll get mine straight too-" he sighed and nodded over to the Ambulance. "We also got someone else with us, some biker chick. Still don't know her story yet, but we'll likely find out on our way to the station." He says, and began looking around for something to clothe the slimy Reiko. "Gotta find ya something to wear, Scotty's driving and I do not want us to crash into the Circular River-not that I can blame the guy." He tried to compliment despite his crazy behavior.

Jack Taylor wrote:

ReikotheGwen wrote:The ooze was relentless, while Jack's blade was sharp enough to slice through material at a near molecular level, all he was doing was helping the trillions of nanites grow and multiply! They clung around his sharp blade and began plunging around his arm! They pulled at his arm, crawling down it, intent on devouring him whole! The slime became solid in places, liquid in others, and it slithered around Jack, gathering around his ankles, coiled around him, pulled him into the pool of black, slithering ink-

Sizzzzle...!



-SMASH!

Flames burst as the molotov shatters across the inky pool, and the black mass retreats as a slimy Reiko now stood over Jack... in less clothing than she had before...:



"What's eating you, Jackie boy?" Reiko asked, the woman spitting to the side slime she swallowed when she had been swallowed alive. "Damn thing damn near digested me alive! I pass out, then suddenly I can breathe again, and I crawl my ass out of that 'thing' only to see you screaming and shrieking at a puddle of ink..." she panted, looking very worse for wear. Her belt she had for her apron hung around her naked hips, her leather and lace thong and micro bikini for her stripper act, her Gothic GoGo boots, her striped leggings, black arm gloves, her choker and her maid headdress still remained however. She blinked down at him. "...Please don't tell me you want me to sit on your face, ugh..." She rolled her crystal blue eyes and held out a hand to help Jack up. All the while the black mass shifted around the room, keeping its distance. "What I miss?" She asked, still offering her hand.

Jack actually felt fear creep into his soul, something he hadn't felt... in a long while. He still had unfinished business yet in Raccoon, and he promised himself and to her, that he wouldn't rest till he got to the truth and found out exactly what happened. Then, the molotov came from nowhere, and there, standing as good as new was Reiko... minus some important parts of her clothing. "Depends or not if I still got to pay, if so, no, I'm good." He says with a half chuckle, swinging his blade free of the residual goo, dabbing it into the flames for safe measure before taking her hand in his left and pulling himself up as he slid his knife back into the scabbard. "Well, apparently wherever you left the rest of your outfit," he paused. "For starters, now if I could get you and Jane as you currently are equipped to hang around my bar my business would triple!" he joked, before saying: "...You know that icy glare ya got, kinda creeps me out." He coughed, "Okay, well, Ed had a breakdown-" he waved his hand in the ruins they were standing in. "-this, was the break down. More of a teardown, really, but, you know, semantics." He explained. "He's out cold, by the way, Scotty cried about you, devoured again without him and all that. Seriously, that guy needs to put his priorities straight-right right! I'll get mine straight too-" he sighed and nodded over to the Ambulance. "We also got someone else with us, some biker chick. Still don't know her story yet, but we'll likely find out on our way to the station." He says, and began looking around for something to clothe the slimy Reiko. "Gotta find ya something to wear, Scotty's driving and I do not want us to crash into the Circular River-not that I can blame the guy." He tried to compliment despite his crazy behavior.

"Yeah well, its what the customer's pay for hon, take it or leave it." She cooed in regards to her cold, steely gaze. She found Jack interesting though, she could tell he was hiding something. Something about his personality of a irresponsible 'hick' that he was portraying didn't fully match up on how he acted. Plus... as she was crawling out of the monster, she saw him move his arm blindingly fast. She kept that to herself... for now. Still, she had to keep an eye on this man who was flirting with her offhandedly.

"Ed did this?" She began, looking up and around her. She knew he was strong... but this was... a building! "And he's unconscious...?" Reiko added, glancing down, biting her right thumb as she propped her right arm with her left hand, squishing her DD's together. "Well damn, I'd never figure something would put him down..." She was wondering now how long would they remain safe should he be out indefinitely..?

Jack mentioning Officer Scott made her scoff. "Give him some credit, he did well in keeping his post behind the seat, if you're still here he's probably still sitting there. I'm not his priority, the citizens of the city are. If he got out and tried to help me, and got killed, you'd all be screwed since none of you know how to drive that monster." She says with a shrug. Scott was cute, and apparently responsible after all. She blinked at the mention of biker chick... but disregarded it for now. Her posture still in the same 'thinking' pose, she blinked her slightly lidded eyes and followed Jack as he looked around the debris for something for her to wear. "Heh, take a number and get in line, I've stolen more than just money from people. Stripping isn't like whoring, which I find shameful, and hate it when requested. See, there are similarities between both- your customers are retarded. They hand you money they could be using elsewhere, like for instance paying for that divorce lawyer, paying for marriage counseling, hell, the alimony. They could spend that money on any number of things, and they do it just to see my panties drop. Now a whore is stupid, as she thinks of herself as a fast food restaurant, she's thinking of capitalism. No, a stripper-" she says pulling Jack's shoulder, leaning close- but not touching him, her big crystal blue eyes staring deeply into his. "-a stripper is a Goddamn Queen~" She says in a more seductive tone, hugging her shoulders, letting her straps fall. "We have all the control in the world, and we tease... and we play with your heart, but you never get what you want. We make you want it, beg for it... and yet, we still keep our dignity.... and your cash~" She purred, sticking her tongue out and then backed up, sliding her straps back up.

It was then, a shadow quickly converged upon Reiko in the center of the room, alarming them both! "What the hell?! Its back again?!" Reiko gasped!



The black mass of tendrils swirled around her legs, climbing up her body quickly! Before Jack could do anything, Reiko...



...was wearing her clothes once again. Apron and all.

"What the hell...?" She gasped, blinking down at herself, before looking up at Jack. "What the hell does this mean...?" She asked him.

ReikotheGwen wrote:

Jack Taylor wrote:

ReikotheGwen wrote:The ooze was relentless, while Jack's blade was sharp enough to slice through material at a near molecular level, all he was doing was helping the trillions of nanites grow and multiply! They clung around his sharp blade and began plunging around his arm! They pulled at his arm, crawling down it, intent on devouring him whole! The slime became solid in places, liquid in others, and it slithered around Jack, gathering around his ankles, coiled around him, pulled him into the pool of black, slithering ink-

Sizzzzle...!



-SMASH!

Flames burst as the molotov shatters across the inky pool, and the black mass retreats as a slimy Reiko now stood over Jack... in less clothing than she had before...:



"What's eating you, Jackie boy?" Reiko asked, the woman spitting to the side slime she swallowed when she had been swallowed alive. "Damn thing damn near digested me alive! I pass out, then suddenly I can breathe again, and I crawl my ass out of that 'thing' only to see you screaming and shrieking at a puddle of ink..." she panted, looking very worse for wear. Her belt she had for her apron hung around her naked hips, her leather and lace thong and micro bikini for her stripper act, her Gothic GoGo boots, her striped leggings, black arm gloves, her choker and her maid headdress still remained however. She blinked down at him. "...Please don't tell me you want me to sit on your face, ugh..." She rolled her crystal blue eyes and held out a hand to help Jack up. All the while the black mass shifted around the room, keeping its distance. "What I miss?" She asked, still offering her hand.

Jack actually felt fear creep into his soul, something he hadn't felt... in a long while. He still had unfinished business yet in Raccoon, and he promised himself and to her, that he wouldn't rest till he got to the truth and found out exactly what happened. Then, the molotov came from nowhere, and there, standing as good as new was Reiko... minus some important parts of her clothing. "Depends or not if I still got to pay, if so, no, I'm good." He says with a half chuckle, swinging his blade free of the residual goo, dabbing it into the flames for safe measure before taking her hand in his left and pulling himself up as he slid his knife back into the scabbard. "Well, apparently wherever you left the rest of your outfit," he paused. "For starters, now if I could get you and Jane as you currently are equipped to hang around my bar my business would triple!" he joked, before saying: "...You know that icy glare ya got, kinda creeps me out." He coughed, "Okay, well, Ed had a breakdown-" he waved his hand in the ruins they were standing in. "-this, was the break down. More of a teardown, really, but, you know, semantics." He explained. "He's out cold, by the way, Scotty cried about you, devoured again without him and all that. Seriously, that guy needs to put his priorities straight-right right! I'll get mine straight too-" he sighed and nodded over to the Ambulance. "We also got someone else with us, some biker chick. Still don't know her story yet, but we'll likely find out on our way to the station." He says, and began looking around for something to clothe the slimy Reiko. "Gotta find ya something to wear, Scotty's driving and I do not want us to crash into the Circular River-not that I can blame the guy." He tried to compliment despite his crazy behavior.

"Yeah well, its what the customer's pay for hon, take it or leave it." She cooed in regards to her cold, steely gaze. She found Jack interesting though, she could tell he was hiding something. Something about his personality of a irresponsible 'hick' that he was portraying didn't fully match up on how he acted. Plus... as she was crawling out of the monster, she saw him move his arm blindingly fast. She kept that to herself... for now. Still, she had to keep an eye on this man who was flirting with her offhandedly.

"Ed did this?" She began, looking up and around her. She knew he was strong... but this was... a building! "And he's unconscious...?" Reiko added, glancing down, biting her right thumb as she propped her right arm with her left hand, squishing her DD's together. "Well damn, I'd never figure something would put him down..." She was wondering now how long would they remain safe should he be out indefinitely..?

Jack mentioning Officer Scott made her scoff. "Give him some credit, he did well in keeping his post behind the seat, if you're still here he's probably still sitting there. I'm not his priority, the citizens of the city are. If he got out and tried to help me, and got killed, you'd all be screwed since none of you know how to drive that monster." She says with a shrug. Scott was cute, and apparently responsible after all. She blinked at the mention of biker chick... but disregarded it for now. Her posture still in the same 'thinking' pose, she blinked her slightly lidded eyes and followed Jack as he looked around the debris for something for her to wear. "Heh, take a number and get in line, I've stolen more than just money from people. Stripping isn't like whoring, which I find shameful, and hate it when requested. See, there are similarities between both- your customers are retarded. They hand you money they could be using elsewhere, like for instance paying for that divorce lawyer, paying for marriage counseling, hell, the alimony. They could spend that money on any number of things, and they do it just to see my panties drop. Now a whore is stupid, as she thinks of herself as a fast food restaurant, she's thinking of capitalism. No, a stripper-" she says pulling Jack's shoulder, leaning close- but not touching him, her big crystal blue eyes staring deeply into his. "-a stripper is a Goddamn Queen~" She says in a more seductive tone, hugging her shoulders, letting her straps fall. "We have all the control in the world, and we tease... and we play with your heart, but you never get what you want. We make you want it, beg for it... and yet, we still keep our dignity.... and your cash~" She purred, sticking her tongue out and then backed up, sliding her straps back up.

It was then, a shadow quickly converged upon Reiko in the center of the room, alarming them both! "What the hell?! Its back again?!" Reiko gasped!



The black mass of tendrils swirled around her legs, climbing up her body quickly! Before Jack could do anything, Reiko...



...was wearing her clothes once again. Apron and all.

"What the hell...?" She gasped, blinking down at herself, before looking up at Jack. "What the hell does this mean...?" She asked him.

Jack stared at Reiko's captivating and terrifying blue gaze, and he slowly nods. Okay... just a little on the freaky side, despite the Virus Carriers, Monsters and the like, watch out for this one... He thought and then freaked out again when the ooze returned! He couldn't do anything other than watch, but then... the Maid was back to her original attire.

He glanced up at her shaking his head. "Why you asking me? How the Hell should I know? You're the Goddamn Queen!" He shouts back, just as alarmed and confused as she was. This was definitely something the big wigs had been cooking up, some sort of living... bionic creature too small to be seen? It was weird, and not on his payroll. Still... it meant he now had to keep an eye on 'Reiko' here as well... He gulps and then slowly reached out and touched her shoulder. "...feels normal." he says, before taking her other shoulder and shook her a little, to see if the dress dripped or whatever. It felt like leather... he even brought his face to her shoulder and sniffed. "It even smells like leather..." he said, before blinking up at the woman. He let go and backed away. "Sorry. Awkward, but just trying to figure out how the hell this thing's doing what it does!" He tried to explain himself.

Jack Taylor wrote:
Jack stared at Reiko's captivating and terrifying blue gaze, and he slowly nods. Okay... just a little on the freaky side, despite the Virus Carriers, Monsters and the like, watch out for this one... He thought and then freaked out again when the ooze returned! He couldn't do anything other than watch, but then... the Maid was back to her original attire.

He glanced up at her shaking his head. "Why you asking me? How the Hell should I know? You're the Goddamn Queen!" He shouts back, just as alarmed and confused as she was. This was definitely something the big wigs had been cooking up, some sort of living... bionic creature too small to be seen? It was weird, and not on his payroll. Still... it meant he now had to keep an eye on 'Reiko' here as well... He gulps and then slowly reached out and touched her shoulder. "...feels normal." he says, before taking her other shoulder and shook her a little, to see if the dress dripped or whatever. It felt like leather... he even brought his face to her shoulder and sniffed. "It even smells like leather..." he said, before blinking up at the woman. He let go and backed away. "Sorry. Awkward, but just trying to figure out how the hell this thing's doing what it does!" He tried to explain himself.

Reiko simply glared at him as he just touched her, shook her, making her tits jiggle and then sniffed her. She flared her right hand's fingers as he did, silently observing him with her cold, crystal blue eyes. Then, he realized what he was doing and backed up. "Oh... so that was what you were doing, eh?" She asked with a playful smile. "I get it, no worries, it's like how I wonder what it feels like to grind my knuckles against your chin." she says, before swiftly punching the man square in the jaw with a quick right hook! Jack's head recoiled to the side, and Reiko's eyes were alight, and she smiled. "Ohhh, thats what it feels like...! Now I know too~" She hummed, and turned around, hand on her hip.

She looked about the room for her weapons, and sighed. "Shit, don't have my guns... you don't happen to have a spare on you, do ya?" She asked, glancing back at him over her shoulder.

ReikotheGwen wrote:

Jack Taylor wrote:
Jack stared at Reiko's captivating and terrifying blue gaze, and he slowly nods. Okay... just a little on the freaky side, despite the Virus Carriers, Monsters and the like, watch out for this one... He thought and then freaked out again when the ooze returned! He couldn't do anything other than watch, but then... the Maid was back to her original attire.

He glanced up at her shaking his head. "Why you asking me? How the Hell should I know? You're the Goddamn Queen!" He shouts back, just as alarmed and confused as she was. This was definitely something the big wigs had been cooking up, some sort of living... bionic creature too small to be seen? It was weird, and not on his payroll. Still... it meant he now had to keep an eye on 'Reiko' here as well... He gulps and then slowly reached out and touched her shoulder. "...feels normal." he says, before taking her other shoulder and shook her a little, to see if the dress dripped or whatever. It felt like leather... he even brought his face to her shoulder and sniffed. "It even smells like leather..." he said, before blinking up at the woman. He let go and backed away. "Sorry. Awkward, but just trying to figure out how the hell this thing's doing what it does!" He tried to explain himself.

Reiko simply glared at him as he just touched her, shook her, making her tits jiggle and then sniffed her. She flared her right hand's fingers as he did, silently observing him with her cold, crystal blue eyes. Then, he realized what he was doing and backed up. "Oh... so that was what you were doing, eh?" She asked with a playful smile. "I get it, no worries, it's like how I wonder what it feels like to grind my knuckles against your chin." she says, before swiftly punching the man square in the jaw with a quick right hook! Jack's head recoiled to the side, and Reiko's eyes were alight, and she smiled. "Ohhh, thats what it feels like...! Now I know too~" She hummed, and turned around, hand on her hip.

She looked about the room for her weapons, and sighed. "Shit, don't have my guns... you don't happen to have a spare on you, do ya?" She asked, glancing back at him over her shoulder.

Jack saw it coming, and let it wail on him! He cringed, feeling his teeth rattle again. "I deserved that... too..." He groaned, rubbing his chin as he glanced back to the Maid. "...Well, you got over your wardrobe's... malfunction or seemingly lack thereof..." he grumbled, playing with his jaw with his right hand, feeling like he had to set it back in place between Carrie and now Reiko hitting his face. Please... anywhere but the face... and the jewels! Gotta be specific... He thought with a sad chuckle to himself, before reaching behind his belt, under his coat, and grabbed the Browning HiPower Mk. III.



He ejected the empty magazine, loaded in a fresh and hit the slide release before spinning the weapon into a reverse grip, handing it to the killer maid by the barrel. "Browning HiPower, RPD issue. Found it off the dead Detec back at the Academy," he explained, in regards to Risa. "I haven't told her yet, but I don't think she cares so much now either, having nearly been eaten alive the second time. Can't say the same for you though, you were eaten twice already." he chuckled, and then handed her the spare four magazines. "Keep those close, and somewhere you can't lose them. In regards to your other weapons? Either still out in the street, or someone's already gone ahead and collected them. Now, as much as I enjoy our 'one on one', private chat, I think the others miiight just drive off without us if we linger any longer... I forgot to mention the small horde of zombies heading our direction, you know, since, nearly eaten alive by black goo? Which now looks lovely and unassuming. Lets keep that- that way for now okay? Try not to panic the others, they'll likely try torching you if they saw what I did." he explained, before looking out past the rubble at the others who managed to get Ed's unconscious body into the Ambulance. "Good, Ed's in, lets get going ourselves." he says, leading the way.

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Back to the ambulance now, he looked inside the ambulance and bit his lower lip. "Shit... we don't have much space left in here." He commented. Even with half of the equipment already gutted thanks to Ed earlier, they'd still have too little room to maneuver about, and with Reiko still miraculously alive, they were back to full capacity. He turned to the biker and introduced himself. "Jack Taylor, thanks for the assist. Quick question: mind if you follow us? And that I ride with you?" He asked, noting the zombies slowly advancing. "We don't have much time left, and there is no room left in here for anyone else, and I'd rather not walk through this shitstorm." he explained.

Ed remained unconscuous, laid on the floor of the ambulance among the crates and boxes of supplies they had crammed aboard. his breathing was deep, his eyes scrunched closed, and a pained look on his face told the story.

Beneath however, the control device Ferral had employed had wiped his memories yet again. Designed to sever the neuro connections to his powers, and transformation, Ferral's device was used to reset Edward until the time came to use him as a weapon against the innocent people of Raccoon City. In essence, he was the nuke Ferral was going to drop on the city, when all hope of survival and escape had faded.

Jack was checking in on Edgar whilst waiting for a reply from the new gal, when several shots rang out!

(BANG!!!! (FROM HERE))

Glancing over his shoulder, he knew where it was being fired, the type of weapon being fired, the caliber... it was a Soviet semi-auto rifle, a Dragunov SVD. He was particularly aware of its handling and was admittedly a fan of its performance. But that wasn't the issue, the issue was there was a person loaded with a military sniper rifle that could blow an arm off of someone if it hit the right place, but it wasn't his arm he was worried about! "Holy shit..! Everyone, in the Ambulance, now!!" He exclaimed, turning to the new gal. "Well, get on your bike now! I'm hopping on or I'm taking it, lets go!!" He stressed the situation, knowing that the sniper... was on the roof of Ivy Academy, which was directly behind them!! He just came back from its parking lot, where he found the Browning HP he handed to Reiko, so it would be easy for the sniper to turn it on them once whomever they were shooting at was long dead or broke free! It could be a person simply picking off zombies... but he doubted that, given the rifle. It could be Umbr-...no, no, I would have been informed... He thought, and kept that to himself, before ushering everyone who could back into the ambulance. He turned to the new gal, and opened his arms wide. "Unless ya wanna get shot! Lets gooo!" He clapped and began running for her bike!

GOBLIN 6 wrote:'Jane' had kept everything under control, her shotgun at the ready and after medical bus rocked with fearsome energy, remained vigilant and on point. When Carrie called for their assistance, and saw Rafe and the other woman dragging Ed over to the opening of the Ambulance, she sets the shotgun aside and reached down, grabbing Ed by the lapels of his jacket for guidance, the barefoot woman pulling him backward into the vehicle, but couldn't pull him in entirely! "C'mon... Rafe, put your back into it...!" She chastised him. "Your a big strong guy, push him in...!" She groaned!

"I'm tryin' mah best, Janey...!" Rafe exclaimed under the heavy pressure, before the large lad was sliding onto the floor of the since modified medical bus! "Phew, there we go!" The Irishman breathed, wiping his brow with his forearm. He looked around for Jack and the others, and...

"Jaysus, you're alive?!" Spat Rafe upon seeing Reiko approaching them, looking as fit as a fiddle. I dunno what kind of hocus pocus she's got going on, but that woman seriously has nine lives... He thought, before he shared Jack's sentiment! "The hell?!"

Gunshots. 7.62 from the sound of it. Not by 39mm, no, it sounded heavier, more powerful. 54 rimmed... He thought, absently pushing those not inside the ambulance inside. This included Reiko. "Get in! We don't wanna get in that mad-man's cross fire!" he spat, pulling himself inside once everyone was loaded! "We'll see ya at the station!" he called out to Jack, before closing the doors! "PUSH IT, SCOTTY!" barked the Irishman to the officer, his head turning to the man with a look of desperation on his face!

Scott's eyes were wide at the site of Reiko. "Oh my god, Reiko!" He sounded excited, wanting to pull out of his seat- when the gunshots echoed throughout the street. They were powerful ones, and Jack was certain it was some sort of madman sniper! Given what's happened, I'm sure much of the city's civvies have a screw or two loose... He thought morosely, but when Rafe told him to drive, he didn't object. "On it!" He said, almost annoyed. Like I have to be asked...! He thought, shifting the big heffer into gear and screamed: "Hold on!"

Like that, the ambulance sped down French Street!

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Jack grabbed Cassie's wrist, tugging her along towards her own bike! "Sorry, takin' over babe!" He called back swinging his body onto the vehicle. "I suggest ya'll hold on tight on the account my licence for this particular vehicle's been expired for six years now I reckon!" He called back with a chuckle revving the engine. "Hold on, its gonna get bumpy!" He called out, letting the engine scream as he then tears down the street, past the advancing zombies, chasing the ambulance closer than a radio advertised lawyer!

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