OOC: We could have two survivors crash into each other on a run and just go along together to escape and end up being really good fighters with each other?
Sure.
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Callie strolled along, her long thick hair tied back in a loose ponytail as she gripped her bow tightly and strongly. She kept an ear and eye out for zombies, muscles taut and eyes narrowed as she breathed silently. She froze as she heard footstep, drawing an arrow.
Noel strolled down through the street. His Crossbow was ready to fire and though he seemed carefree, this was only because he had been here before, he was simply coming back for the left over supplies he wasn't able to get last time.
Callie strung the arrow in her bow, drawing it tight as she slipped around the corner to see a zombie shuffling along. Luckily it was only the one, so she crouched and let go of the arrow, sending it into the zombies head with a thunk. She dashed forward into a store to check for supplies, looking around nervously.
Callie tilted her head as she heard banging not too far away, pressing her lips together. She would stay away from it for now, so she turned and shuffled through a store, picking up cans of food here and there. They were scarce and water was scarcer, so when she found a water bottle that was full, she couldn't help the low yip of joy that escaped her lips.
Callie wandered down the aisle, trying to keep quiet as she found more bottles of water and cans of food. She had hit jackpot and it slightly eased the horrendous situation she was in at the moment. Her scrawny body easily slipped into a niche as she heard heavy footsteps, gripping a dagger strapped to her hip.
Callie froze as she heard a voice, holding her breath for a moment as she peered out of the crack that she was hiding in. It looked to be a male, but yet she hesitated, wary of what he would do if he knew she was there.
Once Callie was sure the person had moved on, she slipped out of her hiding space, gathering more food before making a break for it out the back. She gripped her bow tight to her as she ran, her white shirt fluttering in the wind.
Callie dashed back to her own little place a bit away, grunting as she almost tripped. She muttered underneath her breath and slowed as soon as she was safe, striding to a little cave. She ducked inside and dumped her stuff out, seeing at least a week or two worth of food.
Callie sat back on her heels, popping open a water bottle and chugging it thirstily. She wiped the corner of her mouth before settling down at the entrance of the cave, her eyes narrowed as she picked at a can of food.
Callie jumped up as the first walker thudded to the ground, her bow immediately drawn and an arrow notched. She blinked as all fell, looking around with a frown to see a male build in the distance. She raised a hand before crouching, yanking the bolts out of the zombies head before walking toward him.