Police Backyard/North Parking Lot

by **Admin** Tue Oct 30, 2018 3:51 am

Linked to Flower Street, this area is composed of many parked police cars scattered around the parking lot. A gate leads out to the Flower Street Shopping District, leading to the uptown portion of Raccoon. A storage shed faces the left side of the lot, a booth faces the shed on the other side of the lot.

There is a shutter in this area, which leads down to the Parking Ramp of the Underground Parking Lot.

(The gate leading to the Flower Street shopping district)

(The Storage Shed)

(The entrance to the Underground Parking Garage)

by Random NPCs Tue Nov 20, 2018 10:34 pm

Random NPCs @ Re: West Office (Officer's Room and Lockers) wrote:
Ben Winters wrote:
Ben looked at the Captain now determined to figure out whats going on "Yes Captain he's a few doors down from me, you don't need to tell me twice i'll there in no time" Ben then made his way out of the west office and bolted through the main hall and outside, Jack Street wasn't far from the Station meaning Ben would be there fairly quick on foot.

"Get a move on Sargent, we'll need every officer we can get our hands on." Cahill remarks, before turning to one of the other officers. "Cameron, go get Sargent Kamura, she lives just outside Raccoon, here," he says scribbling her address, having remembered it since it was yesterday when Ben Winters suggested they move Sam into the SWAT unit. He hands the officer the address and the young man leaves. "Darren, Dorian, Arthur, Raymond, Elliott, Andy and Eddie, I need boots in the field now! Get out on patrol and figure what the hell is going on out there! If it looks bad, prepare a full evacuation order to any of the city's refuges. I need a team over by the Stadium on the double, we need to get a hold of the Mayor and the Chief before they fall into whatever the hell is going on out there!" He ordered, and the officers began to scatter. He turned to the Senior Deputy and motioned him to come along. "I'm sorry about your deputies, we'll start a full search as soon as we secure whatever the hell is going on in Raccoon, Wheeler." Cahill promised, opening the door to the main hall.

(https://youtu.be/1G9mNBUymP8)

Red and blues began flashing as several squad cars and two of the SWAT vehicles rolled out of the back parking lot of the station and from the underground shutter which had been pried open by the officers moments before, and held in place with forklifts. The black and white Crown Victorias took the streets of Raccoon City and began to speed off in a variety of directions, to establish some sort of effort to reduce the city's overall panic that was starting to bubble. Several vehicles began to head to St. Michael's Stadium, others towards some of the local bars and hangout places.

by Scott Walsh Fri Dec 21, 2018 6:20 am

(from the underground Garage)

-and was relieved to see the shutter was positioned up! However, as he got to street level, he saw that the gate leading out to Flower Street was closed! "DAMN!" He pounds the dashboard, undoing his belt, idling the vehicle in the parked position so he could quickly get back on the road when he returned. He swung open the door to his vehicle, and ran over to the security booth. It was odd... no one was manning it, yet the gate was closed. It didn't matter, he had to hurry- who knew how bad the situation in the city itself was? He was wasting precious time!

He hastily opens the fuse box containing the automatic gate release, pulling the lever down to 'open'. Outside the security booth, the gates hummed to life, slowly inching their way open. He stood there, anxiously waiting till the gate was just a little more wide enough for him to slip through before he pushed the lever back to the 'close' position. He felt a dull jolt of electricity numb his shaky hand, hissing and shaking his left hand as he rushes back to the vehicle. He hadn't seen one of these crazed people yet, but if they were out there he didn't want them slipping through the back door while he was out! He lunged back into the vehicle, and slammed the door, cared not for his seat belt, put the squad car back into drive and then peeled out from the gate as it was slowly crawling back into position! Sparks skidded against the left side of the vehicle as he scraped the side of the gate upon exit, tires squealing, red and blues flashing above as he turned left onto Flower Street's shopping district, needing to take a right up ahead on central to head into Uptown where Raccoon General was located!

(to Army Street)

by **Admin** Fri Dec 21, 2018 6:34 am

Scott Walsh wrote:(from the underground Garage)

-and was relieved to see the shutter was positioned up! However, as he got to street level, he saw that the gate leading out to Flower Street was closed! "DAMN!" He pounds the dashboard, undoing his belt, idling the vehicle in the parked position so he could quickly get back on the road when he returned. He swung open the door to his vehicle, and ran over to the security booth. It was odd... no one was manning it, yet the gate was closed. It didn't matter, he had to hurry- who knew how bad the situation in the city itself was? He was wasting precious time!

He hastily opens the fuse box containing the automatic gate release, pulling the lever down to 'open'. Outside the security booth, the gates hummed to life, slowly inching their way open. He stood there, anxiously waiting till the gate was just a little more wide enough for him to slip through before he pushed the lever back to the 'close' position. He felt a dull jolt of electricity numb his shaky hand, hissing and shaking his left hand as he rushes back to the vehicle. He hadn't seen one of these crazed people yet, but if they were out there he didn't want them slipping through the back door while he was out! He lunged back into the vehicle, and slammed the door, cared not for his seat belt, put the squad car back into drive and then peeled out from the gate as it was slowly crawling back into position! Sparks skidded against the left side of the vehicle as he scraped the side of the gate upon exit, tires squealing, red and blues flashing above as he turned left onto Flower Street's shopping district, needing to take a right up ahead on central to head into Uptown where Raccoon General was located!

Without notice to Scott as he peeled away from the back lot, the gate continued to crawl to a close... but then slowed more dramatically. The rotor in the gate made a loud buzzing sound as blue arcs of electricity formed around the casing before- BOOM!

Smoke erupted from the rotor, and the gate came to a complete halt. There was a big, car width gap between the steel gate and the brick enclosure. The loud 'boom' further drew the attention from virus carriers who had been lured in by Scott's siren and flashing red and blue lights.

Slowly... the small group of zombies, numbering five as a whole made up of former business and blue collar workers, scuttled their way into the unprotected parking lot... the garage's shutters to the basement were still open...

by Cathy McDonell Fri Jan 11, 2019 6:22 am

(from the old man's shop)

As one of the infected hobbled its way to the gap in the fence, a pair of delicate hands reached out, grabbing the sooty collar of the creature and with impressive strength, the former human was sent flailing back into the road! The Asian didn't bother shooting it as she got close to another slipping through the fence. "Seems like security," she began, shouldering into the creature, knocking it back before swinging out with her gun, smacking the infected female civilian across the face with the handgun! "is a bit light!" She grunts, smacking the butt of her pistol into the woman's forehead now, bringing a foot up to the zombie's chest, her orange and white sweater dress hiking up slightly, before pushing out with full force! The zombie woman was forced against the wall of the station, slumping onto her decomposing ass. This was her first time actually seeing a real human infected with the virus. It was unnerving, how human they still looked...

She swung her long dark hair over her shoulder with the toss of her head, her underframed glasses glinting in the florescent lighting from the nearby security shack. Readjusting her dress, Cathy continued deeper into the station's parking lot. She cared not for the state of the gate, to be frank the commotion from the zombies infiltrating the station would make her infiltration go a lot smoother. There were other spies in the city, so she was concerned with countering their interactions. She needed to get in touch with the sprinkled out Unicorn Unit, though she needed proper supplies and information and the best place for that was gathering it from the police station. The S.T.A.R.S. have military grade radio equipment which could prove useful to her in reaching out to other members from Unicorn.

She looked at her options now, standing in the middle of the parking lot. She could head down into the garage... hide out in the basement level of the station, or hide out in the storage shack to her left. She decided to head into basement after some deliberation. The infected would follow her scent and likely amble after her, but she could easily avoid and outrun them like she had already. They were as she said, an asset of sorts.

Her white summer pumps clicked as she descends the underground parking ramp to the basement below...

(to the basement)

by Raeni Williams Thu May 09, 2019 12:38 am

The drive over to the police station was uneventful to say the least. Although she did get a few small laughs in at the content on the radio "They crazy" she said to herself as she steered the car down the ramp into the garage. Once she reached a parking spot next to a pillar she put the car in park and shut off the engine before opening the door to get out of the black leather driver seat. taking her keys with her, she bumped the door closed with her hip before moving to the back of the car. her heels clicking on the concrete, echoing with each step as she unlocked the trunk to get her duffel bag out.

by Raechel Fujiwara Fri Nov 20, 2020 8:19 am

(from here)

The van followed the Chief's squad car up till about the last block, when they lost it. "Shit, what the hell John I told you to be on their ass!" Rae groaned... but then noticed as they were passing the Station's North parking lot, reached over and shakes John's shoulder vigorously. "T-there! Look, the gate's open!" She says, pointing at the gate. It was usually locked and swung shut, so she had to assume the Chief had recently passed through there. "Hurry!" She exclaimed. Soon the news van was pulling into the lot, but due to the dish on top of the vehicle they could not progress into the underground itself. "Dammit, okay, lets park over there for now." She says, pointing to the empty spot.

Once parked, she swiftly exited the vehicle, followed by Phil who carried his camera equipment with him lagging behind somewhat. "Hold your horses Rache!" The man gasped, but Rae ignored him, and looked around the parkinglot. The gate seemed to have failed closing, noticing that it was stuttering in place. She couldn't see anyone... "Where's our men and women in blue? Sheesh, that couldn't be all of them at the Stadium, could it?" She asked herself, sighing. She didn't see any other easy way inside the station... save the underground parking garage's open ramp. She looked over her shoulder and waved Phil over. "This way! John, get us prepared and ready for the airwaves again, kay?" She giggled, before heading down the ramp.

by Raechel Fujiwara Fri Nov 27, 2020 2:39 am

Ben Winters wrote:
Andre Westport wrote:"Actually, Frankenstein is the doctor, Prometheus is the monster commonly mistaken for Franken-" he began but the glares from both Ben and the woman made him pause. "Y'know, heh, what does it matter? Lets just grab your friend quick before we can't get back inside the usual way. I ain't goin' through that creepy ass maintenance shed again, no sir!" he says, turning to Ben. "I'll take point Big Ben." He switches his weapon off safety again and walked ahead of them.

Ben nods back to Andre "Roger that, i've got your back" Ben turns to Raechel "Stick close we'll look after you, and no matter what don't leave our sides it's gonna be absolute hell out there" Ben let out a sigh "Here we go again" then followed Andre up the ramp to what was quickly becoming hell on earth.

[from here]

Raechel followed the officers up the ramp, back into the parkinglot where they could hear John screaming profanities inside the van! The parking lot had about eight of the walking dead, and the news van was bouncing about! "JOHN!" She cried out, and as soon as she had, the vehicle went into quick reverse, running over two of the zombies before the vehicle slammed into a stationary squad car! The driver door open now, John stumbled out, arm bleeding but very much alive, scrambling across the asphalt and towards the officers! "Fucking maniac!! Why-why he bite me?!" He spat, covering his bleeding arm tightly. "John, over here!" Rae called out, and assisted him, his arm's wound was deep but it didn't look very fatal. "I'm gonna bandage that wound, hold on!" She says, tearing a strip of her skirt after applying some force to it, showing a little more leg now, but she wasn't a bashful girl. She applied the makeshift dressing to his arm as the officers dealt with the zombies... and as she turned her head noticed how they got in. The gate to the street was wide open! "Oh crap, the gate!" Rae screamed. She looked about, and realized this was too much for the officers alone to deal with. She turned to John. "John, get into the basement, just hurry I'm going to help!"

"What?! Rache! Thats crazy, they're fuckin rabid!"

"Yeah, well Phil's dead and you're all I've got left of my team so get your butt inside this instant or I'll kick it for you! I know judo, remember?"

"Ugh... you're, crazy."

"Perhaps, but in a mad world only the mad are sane." She says, before clapping his face and pulled away. John, reluctantly, retreated back into the station via the ramp. "Okay Rache... hand to hand with bitey opponent not a wise move..." She looked around, noticing a wooden barricade saw horse and realized it was better than nothing! She ran for it, pushing past two of the crazed lunatics- only for one to shamble into her path! "Out of my wayyy!!" She screamed, shoulder driving into their chest, causing them to fall backwards onto the sawhorse, their weight splintering it! "Well, that saves me some trouble." She comments, grabbing one of the legs, and with her high heel pressed down upon one of the nailed in boards, wedged the 2x4 plank out with its long nail's still jutting out! "Ahhh, wahhh!" She gasped, the force causing her to stumble back, nearly tripping on those damn heels! She managed to recover though, and she turned to the onslaught of 'zombies' despite looking on the fresh side of things. "Okay fuckers, this is for PHIL!" She spat, and began swinging the large hunk of wood into the closest creature's face!

by Andre Westport Fri Nov 27, 2020 3:08 am

Raechel Fujiwara wrote:
Ben Winters wrote:
Andre Westport wrote:"Actually, Frankenstein is the doctor, Prometheus is the monster commonly mistaken for Franken-" he began but the glares from both Ben and the woman made him pause. "Y'know, heh, what does it matter? Lets just grab your friend quick before we can't get back inside the usual way. I ain't goin' through that creepy ass maintenance shed again, no sir!" he says, turning to Ben. "I'll take point Big Ben." He switches his weapon off safety again and walked ahead of them.

Ben nods back to Andre "Roger that, i've got your back" Ben turns to Raechel "Stick close we'll look after you, and no matter what don't leave our sides it's gonna be absolute hell out there" Ben let out a sigh "Here we go again" then followed Andre up the ramp to what was quickly becoming hell on earth.

[from here]

Raechel followed the officers up the ramp, back into the parkinglot where they could hear John screaming profanities inside the van! The parking lot had about eight of the walking dead, and the news van was bouncing about! "JOHN!" She cried out, and as soon as she had, the vehicle went into quick reverse, running over two of the zombies before the vehicle slammed into a stationary squad car! The driver door open now, John stumbled out, arm bleeding but very much alive, scrambling across the asphalt and towards the officers! "Fucking maniac!! Why-why he bite me?!" He spat, covering his bleeding arm tightly. "John, over here!" Rae called out, and assisted him, his arm's wound was deep but it didn't look very fatal. "I'm gonna bandage that wound, hold on!" She says, tearing a strip of her skirt after applying some force to it, showing a little more leg now, but she wasn't a bashful girl. She applied the makeshift dressing to his arm as the officers dealt with the zombies... and as she turned her head noticed how they got in. The gate to the street was wide open! "Oh crap, the gate!" Rae screamed. She looked about, and realized this was too much for the officers alone to deal with. She turned to John. "John, get into the basement, just hurry I'm going to help!"

"What?! Rache! Thats crazy, their fuckin rabid!"

"Yeah, well Phil's dead and you're all I've got left of my team so get your butt inside this instant or I'll kick it for you! I know judo, remember?"

"Ugh... you're, crazy."

"Perhaps, but in a mad world only the mad are sane." She says, before clapping his face and pulled away. John, reluctantly, retreated back into the station via the ramp. "Okay Rache... hand to hand with bitey opponent not a wise move..." She looked around, noticing a wooden barricade saw horse and realized it was better than nothing! She ran for it, pushing past two of the crazed lunatics- only for one to shamble into her path! "Out of my wayyy!!" She screamed, shoulder driving into their chest, causing them to fall backwards onto the sawhorse, their weight splintering it! "Well, that saves me some trouble." She comments, grabbing one of the legs, and with her high heel pressed down upon one of the nailed in boards, wedged the 2x4 plank out with its long nail's still jutting out! "Ahhh, wahhh!" She gasped, the force causing her to stumble back, nearly tripping on those damn heels! She managed to recover though, and she turned to the onslaught of 'zombies' despite looking on the fresh side of things. "Okay fuckers, this is for PHIL!" She spat, and began swinging the large hunk of wood into the closest creature's face!

Most people in their line of work may be put off by putting their life into the hands of a younger officer, but Ben Winters and the Lieutenant were a different story. They both were young, but were highly experienced and Big Ben had a double meaning, and not in the dirty way! He was young, but his presence was felt in the midst of their training it was kinda hard to miss him, he was like a giant among them. He was a little on the crazy side too, and may have had a little too much fun playing with the explosives while TJ and Hillbilly crapped their pants thinking they were all going to blow up, but he knew they were going to be fine... especially since he wasn't in the estimated blast radius, but that was aside the point!

However, a simple survey of the parking lot's group of shambling former humans and the sliding rot-iron (ooc: don't know how thats spelled fuck it tho) palisade gate not closing the station off from the street made him unsure how Ben could be of aid with his pistol alone. Thankfully, Andre had the sense of mind to bring both his custom shotgun and still be in possession of the MP5 he took from the emergency weapon storage in the evidence room earlier when Cahil ordered them to bolster the main gate.

After the van made its stop, and John retreated inside the building, he turned to Ben and chest passed him the MP5A2 from his hands. "Sarge!" He called out as he did it, and noticed now that the woman was now attacking with a makeshift plank! "Jesus! She's gonna get herself killed!" He says, grabbing the dangling shotgun bouncing against his thigh and raised it.

Ka-BANG!

Buckshot blasted away a pair of the zombies surrounding Raechel, a red shell ejecting from the semi-auto receiver of his weapon. He then turned to another entering the glitching gate and fired again. "Unless you got a plan Sarge, I'm gonna try to close that gate!" He exclaimed, elbow driving a zombie lunging for Raechel after she slammed her makeshift weapon against another's skull! There were more than just 8 of the things shambling in now! He ran to the gate, raising the sawnoff semi-auto one handed and fired into a cluster of zombies trying to muscle their way past him! "Fuck you!" He spat, bringing his size 13 boot onto one of the fallen zombie's skull! He grimaced as the skull was crushed with a loud and wet crunch. He felt sick, but pushed through, kicking the debilitated creature away from the guiding rail of the damn fence, and looped his arm through the bars before pushing with his strength to slide the automatic door back into its closed, locked state! However, there was a lot of resistance, with the power off or very low, he had to manually push the fucker across the threshold of the entryway, a good six or seven feet without the aid of a wench but had no time hooking one up to one of the squad cars or even that running van! "C'mon!!" He spat, forcing his way across... inching the gate closed with his brute force alone! And that is why they called him Tank.

by Ben Winters Mon Nov 30, 2020 4:53 pm

Once again Ben found himself in the middle of yet another shit storm Ben picked off a few Zombies with his Handgun at least until Andre called out to him and passed Ben his MP5.

Andre Westport wrote:
"Unless you got a plan Sarge, I'm gonna try to close that gate!" He exclaimed, elbow driving a zombie lunging for Raechel after she slammed her makeshift weapon against another's skull! There were more than just 8 of the things shambling in now! He ran to the gate, raising the sawnoff semi-auto one handed and fired into a cluster of zombies trying to muscle their way past him! "Fuck you!" He spat, bringing his size 13 boot onto one of the fallen zombie's skull! He grimaced as the skull was crushed with a loud and wet crunch. He felt sick, but pushed through, kicking the debilitated creature away from the guiding rail of the damn fence, and looped his arm through the bars before pushing with his strength to slide the automatic door back into its closed, locked state! However, there was a lot of resistance, with the power off or very low, he had to manually push the fucker across the threshold of the entryway, a good six or seven feet without the aid of a wench but had no time hooking one up to one of the squad cars or even that running van! "C'mon!!" He spat, forcing his way across... inching the gate closed with his brute force alone! And that is why they called him Tank.

Ben switched MP5 to Single shot "Go for it, i'll keep the fuckers off you" Ben began dispatching the remaining zombies in the parking lot he turned to Raechel "Hey you got anything in that van that makes any sort of noise" Ben continued shooting the Zombies some that were close to Andre but fell quickly " Jesus christ, there's no end to the fucks they just keep on coming" Ben began to realize that they needed to find a way to lure the Zombies away from the gate.

by Cathy McDonell Fri Mar 05, 2021 4:01 pm

(gun shots from up here)

The distant 9mm gunfire knocked back a few of the zombies, giving Ben some time to take more precise shots with the MP5.

From the patio overlooking the helipad not too far away from the parking yard, the woman in the orange and white striped dress waved and then ducked back into the building...

by Andre Westport Wed Mar 17, 2021 3:20 pm

Cathy McDonell wrote:(gun shots from up here)

The distant 9mm gunfire knocked back a few of the zombies, giving Ben some time to take more precise shots with the MP5.

From the patio overlooking the helipad not too far away from the parking yard, the woman in the orange and white striped dress waved and then ducked back into the building...

Andre drew his handgun as bullets whizzed by his head, and he paused his activity, looking around for the shooter. "What the hell was that?!" He barked, before hearing the patter of feet from his left! He turned in time to see a Doberman leaping for his face, forcing him onto his back with a heavy 'oof'! The beretta flew from his hand, cascading across the tarmac of the parkinglot, skittering away from his reach as he struggled with the infected dog! "Dammit!! Fido get the fuck off me!!" He grunts, holding back the muscular creature by its throat, as it snarled and barked at him, threatening to tear him apart with its canines! "AHHHH!!!" He felt another biting down on his left ankle, the pressure was tight like a vice grip as it thrashed his leg. Thankfully the teeth didn't puncture through his leather boot, so he wasn't bleeding, but the pain was immense and causing him to lose his grip on the dog on his chest!

by Raechel Fujiwara Wed Mar 17, 2021 3:26 pm

Raechel was still taken back by the zombies blown away by both cops, and she turned to see the woman on the nearby rooftop providing them with a little cover. "Who was--?" She began, before Andre screamed. She turned to him and saw him grappling with two dogs, unarmed as his handgun flew a few feet away from her. She quickly snatched the Beretta 92, and approached the fallen officer. I can do this... She told herself, the only thing she thought as she lifted the handgun in both hands and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet pierced the poor creature's skull, and allowed Andre a little comfort as he tossed the zombified dog aside and kicked at the one biting his ankle, which turned its attention to Rae!! "Oh SHIT!" she screamed, firing twice at it, the animal nimbly dodging her bullets as it growled, and then barked loudly as it leapt up at her!!

by Ben Winters Thu Mar 18, 2021 11:16 am

Cathy McDonell wrote:(gun shots from up here)

The distant 9mm gunfire knocked back a few of the zombies, giving Ben some time to take more precise shots with the MP5.

From the patio overlooking the helipad not too far away from the parking yard, the woman in the orange and white striped dress waved and then ducked back into the building...

Ben almost in unison with Andre and Raechel quickly looked around upon hearing the gunshots "Jesus christ now what?" Ben exclaimed Ben then spun round to Andre's direction upon hearing him yell out now seeing that Andre is trying to fight off two dogs one trying to bite into his ankle the other snapping at his face Ben raises the MP5 to fire *Click* *Click* "Oh you gotta be shittin me" Ben not having any other MP5 ammo on hand drops the weapon to the floor luckily Raechel was quick to react and shot the dog on Andres chest allowing him to kick the other off of his ankle Ben heard Raechel callout as the dog leaped at her Ben drew his Beretta and Fired several rounds into the dog causing it to plummet to the ground Ben hastily made his way over to Andre and Raechel he helped Andre to his feet and gave Raechel a thumbs up "You did good" Ben then glanced to the window where the gunshots came from then turned back to Andre "Yo Tank, we should probably keep an eye out for whoever that was, can't have some random shooter wandering the station"

by Kiko Aihara Fri Mar 19, 2021 5:11 am

From here

Kiko appeared from the parking garage ramp, weapon at the ready, but all seemed well as Sgt. Winters and gang were still in one piece. "Oh thank goodness, you're all fine." She let out a sigh. "I found John downstairs, he's a bit worse for wear but I think he'll make it. I got him applying pressure to his wounds right now. Any of you injured, bit?" She asked, approaching them, glancing over to the fence which was still a ways open...

by Jade Ling Fri Mar 19, 2021 8:57 am

(from City Hall)

A black sedan with tinted windows squealed into view, pulling up to the half open rear gates of the building.

Jade observed the RPD officers in the riot gear, who took an interest in their vehicle. "Here's your stop Mr. Mayor, Ms. Katherine. Now remember, loose lips sink ships. You don't know me. Don't mention me. Got it? Good. Now get."

The mayor and his daughter, looking weary, and still splattered with blood stumbled out of the vehicle, the elder man holding the younger woman close as they did. Before they could shut the doors, the vehicle sped off, down the road, running into wandering hordes and small groups of zombies in the process...

(to here)

The mayor and his daughter rushed through the defective gate, and glanced at those standing in front of them. The mayor's right hand was partly bandaged by a scrap of police jacket with 'SWAT' on it, the newly issued type Sgt. Winters would be aware of when he saw it. The mayor looked a little ashamed, perhaps because there were actually living people at the station like that cop they left behind had promised...

by Ben Winters Tue Mar 23, 2021 11:43 am

Kiko Aihara wrote:From here

Kiko appeared from the parking garage ramp, weapon at the ready, but all seemed well as Sgt. Winters and gang were still in one piece. "Oh thank goodness, you're all fine." She let out a sigh. "I found John downstairs, he's a bit worse for wear but I think he'll make it. I got him applying pressure to his wounds right now. Any of you injured, bit?" She asked, approaching them, glancing over to the fence which was still a ways open...

Ben let out a sigh of relief seeing as things were somewhat calm for now he looked to Kiko when she appeared from the parking lot ramp "Erm yeah all good i believe, Andre's ankle is a bit worse for wear i think but it's a good thing our SWAT boots are durable" Ben pauses for a moment then looks over to the defective gate which is still partly open "Okay new plan get this gate closed then we should probably get our asses back up to the main hall" he turns to Andre " Hey man take five i should be able to close the gate the rest of the way over to the gate.

Suddenly something startled Ben he began to draw his Beretta.....

Jade Ling wrote:(from City Hall)

A black sedan with tinted windows squealed into view, pulling up to the half open rear gates of the building.

Jade observed the RPD officers in the riot gear, who took an interest in their vehicle. "Here's your stop Mr. Mayor, Ms. Katherine. Now remember, loose lips sink ships. You don't know me. Don't mention me. Got it? Good. Now get."

The mayor and his daughter, looking weary, and still splattered with blood stumbled out of the vehicle, the elder man holding the younger woman close as they did. Before they could shut the doors, the vehicle sped off, down the road, running into wandering hordes and small groups of zombies in the process...

(to here)

The mayor and his daughter rushed through the defective gate, and glanced at those standing in front of them. The mayor's right hand was partly bandaged by a scrap of police jacket with 'SWAT' on it, the newly issued type Sgt. Winters would be aware of when he saw it. The mayor looked a little ashamed, perhaps because there were actually living people at the station like that cop they left behind had promised...

"Oh shit, Mayor Warren sorry i thought you were another one of those things" Ben holsters his beretta. Mayor Warren looked weary as did his daughter"Hmph well i'm not another one of those things but i'll let it slide for now Officer...." Ben introduces himself "Winters sir Sargent Ben Winters at your service" ("Jesus i sound like a major ass kisser right now") Ben thought to himself, Ben looked over to the Mayors daughter who looked like she was about to freeze he unbuttoned his shirt and held out to her "Here Miss Warren it's not much but it should help warm you up until we get inside" Ben then turns to Andre " Could you escort Mayor Wa-" Before Ben could finish his sentence the Mayor cut him off "NO! Sargent you will escort us to the Chiefs office" Ben looked somewhat confused "with all due respect sir there's still a few things to take care of here and-" Again before Ben could finish the Mayor butted in "I insist Sargent you are the ranking officer here and you will take me to the chiefs office, i'm pretty sure your fellow officer here doesn't mind finishing up" the mayor then toward the sorting shed with his daughter in tow. Ben's confused look soon switched to a irritated look he turned to Andre once more "Sorry man, that break looks like it may have to wait" Ben taps the mans shoulder "Don't die on me once this is all over drinks are on me" Once again the Mayor called out while waving his in an effort to hurry Ben "Let's go Sargent we don't have all day" Ben lets out a irritated sigh and speaks in quiet tone "Okay i'm coming, Jesus no need to get your tits in twist" Ben then notices the Mayors hand and the makeshift bandage that says SWAT on it "Apologies Mr Mayor i didn't realise your hand was wounded" The mayor quickly hides his hand "Oh no need to worry about that it's just a scratch now come on lets go" The mayor hurries off and Ben reluctantly follows.

by Andre Westport Fri Mar 26, 2021 3:12 am

Ben Winters wrote:
Kiko Aihara wrote:From here

Kiko appeared from the parking garage ramp, weapon at the ready, but all seemed well as Sgt. Winters and gang were still in one piece. "Oh thank goodness, you're all fine." She let out a sigh. "I found John downstairs, he's a bit worse for wear but I think he'll make it. I got him applying pressure to his wounds right now. Any of you injured, bit?" She asked, approaching them, glancing over to the fence which was still a ways open...

Ben let out a sigh of relief seeing as things were somewhat calm for now he looked to Kiko when she appeared from the parking lot ramp "Erm yeah all good i believe, Andre's ankle is a bit worse for wear i think but it's a good thing our SWAT boots are durable" Ben pauses for a moment then looks over to the defective gate which is still partly open "Okay new plan get this gate closed then we should probably get our asses back up to the main hall" he turns to Andre " Hey man take five i should be able to close the gate the rest of the way over to the gate.

Suddenly something startled Ben he began to draw his Beretta.....

Jade Ling wrote:(from City Hall)

A black sedan with tinted windows squealed into view, pulling up to the half open rear gates of the building.

Jade observed the RPD officers in the riot gear, who took an interest in their vehicle. "Here's your stop Mr. Mayor, Ms. Katherine. Now remember, loose lips sink ships. You don't know me. Don't mention me. Got it? Good. Now get."

The mayor and his daughter, looking weary, and still splattered with blood stumbled out of the vehicle, the elder man holding the younger woman close as they did. Before they could shut the doors, the vehicle sped off, down the road, running into wandering hordes and small groups of zombies in the process...

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The mayor and his daughter rushed through the defective gate, and glanced at those standing in front of them. The mayor's right hand was partly bandaged by a scrap of police jacket with 'SWAT' on it, the newly issued type Sgt. Winters would be aware of when he saw it. The mayor looked a little ashamed, perhaps because there were actually living people at the station like that cop they left behind had promised...

"Oh shit, Mayor Warren sorry i thought you were another one of those things" Ben holsters his beretta. Mayor Warren looked weary as did his daughter"Hmph well i'm not another one of those things but i'll let it slide for now Officer...." Ben introduces himself "Winters sir Sargent Ben Winters at your service" ("Jesus i sound like a major ass kisser right now") Ben thought to himself, Ben looked over to the Mayors daughter who looked like she was about to freeze he unbuttoned his shirt and held out to her "Here Miss Warren it's not much but it should help warm you up until we get inside" Ben then turns to Andre " Could you escort Mayor Wa-" Before Ben could finish his sentence the Mayor cut him off "NO! Sargent you will escort us to the Chiefs office" Ben looked somewhat confused "with all due respect sir there's still a few things to take care of here and-" Again before Ben could finish the Mayor butted in "I insist Sargent you are the ranking officer here and you will take me to the chiefs office, i'm pretty sure your fellow officer here doesn't mind finishing up" the mayor then toward the sorting shed with his daughter in tow. Ben's confused look soon switched to a irritated look he turned to Andre once more "Sorry man, that break looks like it may have to wait" Ben taps the mans shoulder "Don't die on me once this is all over drinks are on me" Once again the Mayor called out while waving his in an effort to hurry Ben "Let's go Sargent we don't have all day" Ben lets out a irritated sigh and speaks in quiet tone "Okay i'm coming, Jesus no need to get your tits in twist" Ben then notices the Mayors hand and the makeshift bandage that says SWAT on it "Apologies Mr Mayor i didn't realise your hand was wounded" The mayor quickly hides his hand "Oh no need to worry about that it's just a scratch now come on lets go" The mayor hurries off and Ben reluctantly follows.

Andre stood up with Ben's aid. "Ah... sonvabitch didn't bite through, but fuck me man, it hurts like a bitch!" He groaned, before Rae was handing him his handgun back. "Naw, you earned it girl. We need anyone who can fire a gun, ouch, responsibly as we can." He says, before noting the MP5 discarded, and was soon handed it by Kiko. He ejected the spent mag, and loaded a fresh one from his vest. "Damn, I'm lucky to be alive. This SWAT gear's top notch Sarge." He explained, before the sedan pulled up, and he took aim as well... before noticing the Mayor. He lowered his weapon, but found it odd the driver simply drove off. "Shit, its the mayor..." He says, and noticed the bandage on his hand... the Swat patch which came from their wind-breaker jackets when they got approved. Who the hell was with the Mayor? There isn't many of us SWAT personnel... He thought, watching as Ben had to play officer and skip out on him with the pair. "Understood Sarge, I prefer the company of these lovely ladies over your scrawny ass any day anyway. And I'll hold you to that Sarge! It'll be a hefty bill when I'm through with you! Haha!" He laughed and teased the Sarge, before hobbling to one of the vehicles and turned to Raechel. "Yo, can you operate your Van? Move it to block the gate for now, it won't be a permanent measure but it'll keep the braindead monsters from walking in on us." He requested.

by Raechel Fujiwara Fri Mar 26, 2021 3:20 am

The dog leapt up dead before her face, blood splashing across her cheek before it flew off her path, tumbling behind her dead. She turned her eyes from it to the police Sargent and blinked. "Th-thanks." she says shakily, before turning to Andre and handing his gun back, only to be told to keep it. "Are the RPD really that low on manpower?" She asked, somewhat curious and also terrified a cop trusted her with his weapon. She didn't expect an answer, and when the Mayor arrived with his daughter she was on reporter mode, tucking the handgun behind her skirt's waistband and approached them. "Mayor Warren, oh my God, are you and your daughter all right? We heard about your wife, but I'd like ask for a comment on the situati-" she paused when he completely, and utterly, ignored her. He didn't act like she existed... but given the circumstances... who would? It was a mess in the city, they all deep down knew that...

So when they left with the Sargent, and Andre asked her to move her van she did so. "...Okay, and sorry about that. Force of habit." She shrugged. Raechel got into the vehicle... frowning at the blood in the driver's seat, before pulling the vehicle into reverse and then backed it up so the gate was inaccessible by the zombies and dogs... hopefully. "They might still get through the gap though... this really is a temp fix, Officer." She says as she exits the vehicle.

by Kiko Aihara Fri Mar 26, 2021 3:27 am

Kiko nodded to Ben. She handed the officer his mp5 which was on the ground, and stored away her glock inside her coat as she went to take a look at his ankle. She ignored the scene as the Mayor pulled up and took off with Ben, focused on Andre's ankle. "Just gonna pull your pants up, don't worry I'll be gentle." She teased, checking the injuries. "I don't see anything serious, probably just going to be a nasty bruise. Good thing too, the bacteria in the mouth is dangerous, and if rabies were on top of whatever the hell this shit is going on, yeah... don't think about that!" She added the last bit, feeling like she may have been a tad insensitive about it before pulling his pant back into his boot.

Once the van had moved, she gave Andre a shoulder to lean on... not that it was of much use due to her height and size. "C'mon big guy, lets get back to the main hall. Just don't squish me, 'kay?" She chuckled. "We just need to stop for John first, I'll get him stitched up and we'll be on our way in no time."

by Cathy McDonell Sat Apr 03, 2021 10:22 pm

[from here]

Cathy McDonell wrote:
Damian Handy wrote:
He blushed a little at that, hoping neither his subordinate nor Cat could see him. "Y-yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Its just Damian." he added as he picked up his pace, walking up beside her as they headed up the ramp.

She turned to him as he now stood beside her, and she smiled. "Look at Mr. Damian's Fine. Glad you finally showed up." Cat hummed, before glancing at him. "So, its not Damian's Fine, but 'Just Damian'. Just Damian doesn't have that nice a ring as 'Damian's Fine' though~" she teased, as the pair made their way into the daylight of the North Lot.

Cathy giggled as they made their way out of the darkness, and into the dwindling light. She turned to him, and... could see a little red behind his ears, which only enhanced her smile. Oh, how cute~ she mentally teased, before her eyes fell upon his broad shoulders, defined arms and muscle. He was about her height, lean but mean, like Ben Winters, they were both well built young men and of course they would be given they were members of the SWAT team. So a little rugged, yes... but he'd probably be more than 'fine' in be-

She looked down at her feet as Handy escorted her. "Ahem." she cleared her throat, a little flush herself as she began. "Thanks." She began. "For interrupting the Warden and I. I was feeling a little awkward around him, I mean... there's something about him that kinda... creeps me out. I can't explain it." She says with a sigh. "Sounds childish, I know. Heh." She says, her fingers laced behind her as they walked to the makeshift barricade and while officers began mobilizing in their squad cars, and into other Tactical SWAT Vans, loading police barricades and saw horses and the like into the back of them. Some of the SWAT vans also had 'STARS' logos on them too, which she found interesting.

by Damian Handy Sat Apr 03, 2021 10:43 pm

(from here)

Cathy McDonell wrote:
She turned to him as he now stood beside her, and she smiled. "Look at Mr. Damian's Fine. Glad you finally showed up." Cat hummed, before glancing at him. "So, its not Damian's Fine, but 'Just Damian'. Just Damian doesn't have that nice a ring as 'Damian's Fine' though~" she teased, as the pair made their way into the daylight of the North Lot.

As they began to move out of the tunnel, the officer shook his head side to side, but couldn't help but smile... and glance back at her now he could see her in the full light. She had a very... attractive face. Her eyes in particular were interesting, a lighter ring of chestnut brown and then a darker brown. It was like she had a pair of eyes on eyes, which made no sense now he thought about it, but was drawn by them.

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Cathy McDonell wrote:
Cathy giggled as they made their way out of the darkness, and into the dwindling light. She turned to him, and... could see a little red behind his ears, which only enhanced her smile. Oh, how cute~ she mentally teased, before her eyes fell upon his broad shoulders, defined arms and muscle. He was about her height, lean but mean, like Ben Winters, they were both well built young men and of course they would be given they were members of the SWAT team. So a little rugged, yes... but he'd probably be more than 'fine' in be-

She looked down at her feet as Handy escorted her. "Ahem." she cleared her throat, a little flush herself as she began. "Thanks." She began.

Damian paused when she cleared her throat, halting his movement with her as Cat looked away and said thanks. "For what?" He answered.

Cathy McDonell wrote:"For interrupting the Warden and I. I was feeling a little awkward around him, I mean... there's something about him that kinda... creeps me out. I can't explain it." She says with a sigh. "Sounds childish, I know. Heh." She says, her fingers laced behind her as they walked to the makeshift barricade and while officers began mobilizing in their squad cars, and into other Tactical SWAT Vans, loading police barricades and saw horses and the like into the back of them. Some of the SWAT vans also had 'STARS' logos on them too, which she found interesting.

To this he nodded, with a smirk. "Yeah, the Warden's a... well, lets call him 'peculiar'. He showed up a couple years back from what I gathered, and reopened the old Douglas Prison, its a private prison and it comes mostly out of his pocket and some other donations made by the city. He's always rubbing elbows with the Mayor or Chief Irons, and I recall Umbrella made him one of their representatives. Philanthropy, working with the troubled runaway teens, shows up to help at AA meetings and tries to help users get off drugs. But he can come off as creepy, with that android glare he sometimes has. Or the raging cowboy fetish he has. I don't recall why he's got a pair of single action army revolvers, something about him potentially being one of those trick-shot type of guys till he decided to go into criminal justice and the like. Could be he just watched a few too many westerns, as well." He says before turning to her and raising a brow.

"Is it childish to be a little creeped out by the Warden? Nah, I wouldn't say that. Not as childish as you calling me Damian's Fine over and over, begging me to call you out on it." He smiled.

by Cathy McDonell Sat Apr 03, 2021 11:01 pm

Damian Handy wrote:
To this he nodded, with a smirk. "Yeah, the Warden's a... well, lets call him 'peculiar'. He showed up a couple years back from what I gathered, and reopened the old Douglas Prison, its a private prison and it comes mostly out of his pocket and some other donations made by the city. He's always rubbing elbows with the Mayor or Chief Irons, and I recall Umbrella made him one of their representatives. Philanthropy, working with the troubled runaway teens, shows up to help at AA meetings and tries to help users get off drugs. But he can come off as creepy, with that android glare he sometimes has. Or the raging cowboy fetish he has. I don't recall why he's got a pair of single action army revolvers, something about him potentially being one of those trick-shot type of guys till he decided to go into criminal justice and the like. Could be he just watched a few too many westerns, as well." He says before turning to her and raising a brow.

She took note of the Umbrella bit, her mind flashing to Raymond's tie-pin, the little red and white triangles forming the top of an Umbrella... the company's logo. ...an Umbrella Representative? Douglas Prison Warden thats not State sanctioned, brushes elbows with the Mayor and Chief. She kept these thoughts to herself. "Still. I'd keep an eye on him, he's a little too willing to show off his guns if you catch my meaning, Lieutenant." She said a little seriously, but didn't divulge her innermost thoughts on the matter... no need to drag a middle-town cop into a deeper web of conspiracy than needed to.

Damian Handy wrote:
"Is it childish to be a little creeped out by the Warden? Nah, I wouldn't say that. Not as childish as you calling me Damian's Fine over and over, begging me to call you out on it." He smiled.

To this, Cathy smirked, twisting her body side to side, swaying in a playful manner with her hands behind her back, fingers laced, as she leaned forward with a giggle. "...Just Damian then~" She winked, leaning back, her bosom jiggling even with her mostly tight fitting striped dress. She then swiveled on the ball of her heel, and with a little skip in her step, continued heading for the parked News Van. "C'mon, Just Damian, protect me while I move this oversized truck." Cat giggled.

by Damian Handy Sat Apr 03, 2021 11:19 pm

Cathy McDonell wrote:"Still. I'd keep an eye on him, he's a little too willing to show off his guns if you catch my meaning, Lieutenant." She said a little seriously, but didn't divulge her innermost thoughts on the matter... no need to drag a middle-town cop into a deeper web of conspiracy than needed to.

The officer noticed her more serious tone, as she went back to calling him by his rank. Keep an eye on the weirdo with the six-shooters? Normally I'd agree with this, but given the circumstances... He thought before her playful nature distracted him once again:

Cathy McDonell wrote:To this, Cathy smirked, twisting her body side to side, swaying in a playful manner with her hands behind her back, fingers laced, as she leaned forward with a giggle. "...Just Damian then~" She winked, leaning back, her bosom jiggling even with her mostly tight fitting striped dress. She then swiveled on the ball of her heel, and with a little skip in her step, continued heading for the parked News Van. "C'mon, Just Damian, protect me while I move this oversized truck." Cat giggled.

"Oh jeeze. There's no off switch to you, is there?" Damian sighed but with a big grin on his face. Her attitude was as refreshing as the Deputy Chief's, but Cat was more vivacious while D.C. Ray Douglas was more of a heroic battle cry thing. He couldn't put a finger on it, but he liked Cat's optimism and flirty behavior. He looked up at the growing overcast sky as the sound of the squad cars being dispatched by the Deputy Chief, plus:

"Handy, move your ass! You can cloud gaze when we're expecting the military's choppers!" Deputy Chief, Raymond Douglas cried out from one of the sedans. He was riding with Arthur, Dorian was preparing the SWAT Van for when they got the power back on he assumed. The Deputy Chief got him back in line.

"Yes sir! Good luck out there!" He called out to the Deputy Chief, before jogging over to the gate. He waited for Cat to reverse the vehicle, readying his MP5 from the shoulder sling as he aimed for the gate... hearing some of the zombies beginning to paw at it from the other side. Funny, we block the gate, then we have to force it open again... He thought to himself, preparing for the reveal...

by Cathy McDonell Sat Apr 03, 2021 11:33 pm

Damian Handy wrote:"Oh jeeze. There's no off switch to you, is there?" Damian sighed but with a big grin on his face.

"Nope!~" She cooed from afar, glancing over her shoulder at him with a cocked eyebrow and grin. She then jumped into the vehicle, looking to her right at the zombies pawing at the gate. "I'll keep Mr. Handy aware of them when he gets over here..." She says to herself, setting the gear in reverse and then turned to the man as he approached, upon hearing him being called out by his boss. "Heh, he's cute." She giggled.

Damian Handy wrote:"Handy, move your ass! You can cloud gaze when we're expecting the military's choppers!" Deputy Chief, Raymond Douglas cried out from one of the sedans. He was riding with Arthur, Dorian was preparing the SWAT Van for when they got the power back on he assumed. The Deputy Chief got him back in line.

"Yes sir! Good luck out there!" He called out to the Deputy Chief, before jogging over to the gate. He waited for Cat to reverse the vehicle, readying his MP5 from the shoulder sling as he aimed for the gate... hearing some of the zombies beginning to paw at it from the other side. Funny, we block the gate, then we have to force it open again... He thought to himself, preparing for the reveal...

"Hey." she called out to him, rolling the window down with the manual reel. She leaned out, elbows propped on the door, one hand on her chin, squishing her Asian face into a funny look. "Got yelled at by your boss? Rough." She says in a bored, sorry tone. "Just... don't get torn up by the zombies when I back up? There's at least-" she paused, glancing back over her shoulder at the gate, then glanced back to him, adjusting her underframe glasses. "-five of them, dying to get in here." She smirked.

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