-The World's Fallout- (Open!)

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    Solas groaned and rubbed his head. His ears were ringing so much, he couldn't hear a thing. He grunted and shook his head, attempting to stand up. He successfully got to his feet, and coughed from the dust. "Damn it..." he growled, looking around. He seemed to have collapsed into the first floor. He sighed.
    At least I have somewhere else to explore... he thought optimistically.

    yuri ran past brooke and disapeared into the alley. A few minuets and a lot of screams later yuri walked out with bloody fists and a stab wound in the arm. "just a guy with a pipe in his chest." he said as he got in the car. "lets go.*

    Solas stopped, realizing he had let go of his axe in the tumble. He turned around, and flipped some debris over, looking for his axe, with no luck.

    OOC: we should stop so we don't flood anyone


    Solas heard a soft noise above him. He glanced upwards and saw a little girl. Either he was going absolutely nuts, or this place was haunted. And that terrified him. Stepping back, he heard a clank, which he looked down and found his axe, which he snatched up and bolted away.

    OOC: Don't worry toooooo much about me. But if other people are inactive without saying so, I can't help if they get flooded.
    Ic:


    "Where are you headed, anyway?" Brooke asked, pocketing her gun and glancing around her. There were small shops, and a school just down the road. She turned her eyes back to Jeb's bloody knuckles.

    Victoria turned instantly and ran back to Jessica. "Why is there a hole in the-oh." she said. Victoria whipped out her gun.

    ,OOC: Solas booked it. He thought the girl was a ghost so now he's not near you, but on the same floor.


    Solas slid into cover behind a wall panted, wondering what the hell he just saw.

    "Well, I want to find some people, and then I'm probably going to block up a motel and live in there." He said as he peeled out and slowly started driving down the street, rubbing the blood on his knuckles off on his shirt.

    Brooke watched the car, standing silent. It was warm, but not overly hot here.

    Jeb looked back and sighed. "Trust issues?" he said while backing up. "Listen, you've got a gun, I've got brass knuckles. I let you into my car, gave you ammo, and sat you next to food and water. It's easy to kill when the worlds gone to hell, so I already would of done it. So will you trust me as I trust you?"

    Brooke smiled slightly, "This once. I'll trust you. Thank you, for your generosity." She shouldered her backpack and walked up to the car.

    Solas grunted as he heaved himself to his feet and stepped out of the classroom, holding his axe at the ready.

    "Now hop in so we can go and grab some books from the school. I get bored easily." he said while throwing some books onto the street and dousing them in gasoline. "Also, I'm sick of these books." he struck a match and threw it on the ground, lighting a small fire.