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[RP] The Omnicide Reality

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TrainerX:
After a few others, they were done. The scratch was still there, but it wasn't as noticeable.
"That's the best I can do to hide it."
"Thanks Steve. The new paint looks better too."
They said goodbye, and Kain drove back to the checkpoint. Stefan, Calx, and Astrid weren't there. He heard a gunshot, and then some screaming, and more gunshots.
"Is someone... singing?"
Everything went quiet, and Stefan stepped out of some brush.
Kain got out of his car and walked to the clearing. Calx was lying on the ground, and a girl with a rifle  was standing over him.
"What just happened?"

Silver:
She brushes her freehand through her hair.
Pick him up, we're leaving.

Frenchfry:
"Uh... okay?"
Stefan slung Calx's bloody body over his shoulder, beckoning to Astrid.
"Say... Would you happen to be Nex?"

Declan_23:
As darkness fell on the base, Deccers realised he'd been pushing his men too far. You could only absorb so much information in one day.
'Okay guys, we're finished for the day.' He announced, mid way through explaining the finer details of countering an ambush.
'Go grab some food and some kip. We'll be up bright and early tomorrow. Oh, and never let your weapon out of sight. You eat with it, you crap with it and you sleep with it.'
They slowly filed out, completely shattered by the looks of things. Deccers sighed, he'd promised to keep these guys alive, and he was undermining Rex's authority. At some point in time, he'd need to be thinking about getting out. But where?

Silver:
...Yes She states quietly, turning and beginning to walk foreward.
The walk was quiet an uneventful for Stefan Calx Astrid and Nex, a main factor being Calx was unconcious and being carried by Stefan.
They arrived at what appeared to be a ruined cottage, rotting and covered in moss.
Inside... She says, walking everyone in.
The exterior of the home was no where near what the condition of the house was on the inside. Everything was clean and well kepted, the entire house composed of a large main room, and a smaller, bathroom off to the side.
This house still has running water...feel free to use it. She says as she props her Springfield M25 "White Feather" in a corner, and sitting down on the well preserved couch.

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