Posts by Havoxious

At home Hannah rummaged through her room, pulling open drawers in search of hell knows what. She let out a sigh, pulling her bangs away from her face and adjusted her glasses. In her search she found about ten dollars in twonies and loonies as well as an old pink guitar pick, which was good enough for her. As she waited for the right time to leave she snatched her guitar from the wall, and begun playing.

Accepted :3))

Yus!))
After a while she begun to make her way downstairs. She leaned her guitar on the wall and slid down the spiral stairs railing, reaching the door. She slipped her boots on and straightened out, opening the door and stepping outside, before walking down the stairs and onto the sidewalk. She let out a soft sigh before making her way down the street to the cafe, slipping a pair of headphones over her ears as she walked.

Hannah reached the coffee shop, standing at the door for a moment. She let out a soft sighe before opening the door, and walking inside. Immediately the man at the counter perked up, waving and smiling at her. She smiled slightly, giving him a small wave before looking up and brushing her bangs out of her face. She saw the group there waiting for her and she slowly made her way over.

Hello? xD)

Hannah reached the two, reaching in her pocket and pulling out her phone.
"Oh gosh, am I late?" she asked, running a hand through her hair to reach her headphones before pulling them off and placing them gently around her neck.

Don't feel bad. ^.^ So basically Hannah, Aiji, and Angel are pretty good friends now. A few issues and fights, but now they seem to have made up with each other. Currently they are at a Café if you want to join them. :3))

Hannah's eyes wandered as she stood with the group, her bright gaze following the boy who had just entered the shop. He looked familiar, like a face that had been seen before but was never associated with a name. Hannah shrugged, turning to Angle and Aiji.
"Shall we sit?"

( Will you be back? T_T))
There was a table placed conveniently in a cozy corner with more then enough room for the small group.
"How about over there?" she asked, gesturing toward the secluded table, placed beside a fireplace that currently had no flame in it.

Accepted, you guys can start if you want))

Take it easy xD))
Hannah took notice to the boy Angel was speaking to. Constantine, what a unique name. She let out a soft sigh, a slight smile spreading across her face. "You know him?" she asked, taking a seat at the table she had chose. Surprisingly the electric fireplace ignited it's fake flame almost as soon as she sat.

The booth/table they had seated themselves at had enough room for the entire group to sit, along with the newcomer. Hannah smiled, pushing her glasses up to her face before reaching out her hand in greeting.
"The name's Hannah, it's a pleasure to meet you."

So this was it, huh? An actual zombie invasion, who would have guessed?
Hannah lived on a farm on the outskirts of town, in a very secluded area. In a rush she burst out the door, an entire of group of zombies following close behind her.
"I just need to get to the hunting store... There I can get more arrows." she convinced herself, taking a hard corner into a stable. The stable doors burst open and atop a massive shire/clydesdale horse Hannah sat, gripping the makeshift reins tightly. She kicked the horse forward, the beast taking off into a full force gallop down the road, heading to the city.

"I don't have to... I just want to." Amber replied, sourly. "I've caused you all enough havoc and you don't deserve it, you are a good group of dogs." she stated, glancing to the sky.
The night had already settled in, and it was too late.
Amber sighed. "I'll stay the night." she murmured.

Hannah and her horse raced down the road, a trail of dust being kicked up behind them. She grinned, by far outrunning the slow zombies.
It wasn't long before she reached to town, noticing this place was infested. She decided she would take a look around to ensure there were no survivors. From her boots she pulled two massive chain whips and held them, preparing herself to gallop through the herd of zombies. She leaned down, jolting forward to kick her horse. He sped up, barreling over zombies whilst Hannah swung the whips, catching the throats of zombies and decapitating them on the spot. She laughed maniacally as the other Zombies banked off and made their way elsewhere.
She walked her horse towards the hunting goods store, feeling as if she was being watched.
"Hello?!" she called.

Hannah had seated herself in the round booth, leaning back into the cushioned seats.
"I don't mind at all." she said coolly, crossing her arms over her chest before reaching over to grab her coffee that was delivered by the waiter.
"I've seen you before." she said subtly, just after taking her first sip of the beverage.
"I just can't figure out where."

Hannah glanced up, nearly losing her balance as her horse reared. The hunting goods store was just up ahead, and she knew what she needed to do.
"Hold on! I'll be back!" she called, promising them as she kicked forward and sped away on her massive horse.
The hunting store surprisingly had no zombies near it, they seemed to be too distracted with the others. Hannah quickly jumped off her horse, noticing something beside the shop.
A well crafted wooden carriage, meant for taking the dead game that was hunted home, was sitting in almost perfect condition. She dragged it over to her horse, quickly harnessing the carriage to the beast before running into the store.
Rows upon rows of ammunition, bows, arrows, knives, and other useful weapons stood, unattended.
As quick as she could she packed the storage unit at the bottom of the trailer full of these items, only leaving barely enough room in the huge carriage for the other survivors.
Hannah scrambled up onto her horse, kicking hard as he took off. Her plan was to get the survivors to her home safely, and grab the other horse she had in the stables while she was at it. She would then hook the two horses and hook them up to a carriage and bring the survivors to safety.
Seemed like an alright plan.
Hannah reached the building they were at, readying her bow as she stopped the horse.
"Get in!" she yelled, drawing the string on the bow past her head, ready to strike at the first thing that threatens her.

Hannah pressed the coffee cup to her lips, a wry grin spreading across her cheeks.
"That explains it." she said simply, reaching into her pocket to check her phone quickly. She murmured something under her breath, reading a text she received from her parents.
"Wont be home for the weekend, don't do anything stupid."
That sounded alot like her dad, but she couldn't tell. She let out a soft sigh, leaning back.

Hannah raised herself on her horse, her Bow ready to realese. They were slow, extremely slow, so right now they had nothing to worry about. "We'll come back! Just hurry up!" she yelled, unraveling one of the chain whips from her boot to lash out at a nearing walker. It skull bashed on impact and it fell to the ground as she tied the chain around her boot again.
"We don't have much time."

Hannah seemed rather odd, not her usual self. Then again, her usual self was a dark humored, unpleasant girl that nobody really liked. She sighed "Leaving so soon, are we?" she asked, taking the cup into her hands and blowing on the hot liquid.
"I'm sure your affair can wait 'till Monday." she stated.