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Mr. Fox:
"You ungrateful little rat! I told you to come back inside and you flat out refused! Get over your insecurity and grow the hell up! Now where is a good place to sleep?" I looked around and found an empty area. I set my sack down, I took my hat and gauntlet off. I put my gauntlet under my hat then using my hat as a pillow I laid down and quickly fell asleep...

The-Blades-slave:
Tanu whirled around,

You didn't call me an ungrateful little rat, with out me this fire station wouldn't even be running. I'm half way tempted to beat the hell out of you and kick your old a*s out!

Then he ripped his axe out of the wall and bolted outside shouting

Hey you damn zombies fresh prey!

Then he heard a roar and readied for a fight.

Tickles:
A familiar cloaked figure appeared next to Tanu.

You and I both know what you're about to do is not worth it. You know the firestation is secured, and you know that if you die here, right now, they will never forgive you. The best thing you can have in times like this is friends. You have a choice to make; Head back inside and really think about what you're going to do...

The man pulls out a bile jar.

Or stay out here, and I'll give you a little push in the direction you're heading.

(Can't kill him blades, he is an important character who will be revealed in a later event)

The-Blades-slave:
(Shoot and it would have been so fun.)

Tanu looked at the cloaked man and sighed,

Your right, I don't know what I was thinking

Tanu hears a large roar and zombies come sprinting in, knocking ones head off, he snatched the boomer bile out of the mans head and hurled it onto a zombies. They all turned and began devouring the zombie. He looks at the man and then runs into the fire station shouting over his shoulder

I advice you run.

(Sorry if it's short.)

Tickles:
The man nonchalantly walks away.

No need. That stuff always attracts them. They won't pay me no mind.

He disappears around the corner, almost as mysteriously as he appeared.

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