Apocolypse RP Here

"Yes, there is behind the building." Keen's deep and a bit raspier then usual voice said from behind Medic. The other looked a bit roughed up, but seemed find despite the blood splatter across his clothing and face.

Keen adjusted his bag, which seemed a bit fuller then before they got separated,"see you were able to survive the night, did the others?" He wondered, not yet aware of the added member to the traveling group. Leaning against the bike for support,"You might want to ditch these by the way, its how I found you here, and if I can hear you, you can imagine who else did." He stretched, popping his back, back into place and looking around his current surroundings.

"Think you could get an old RV running than?" Reaper said to the new member, seemingly un-fazed by his randomly showing up. He smiled at the half-breed this had not been the first he had seen and he noticed the signs rather fast. He laughed a little to him self. After all he wasn't completely human anymore anyways. When he had been in the military he had met a few other half breeds. He continued his humming and collecting the food.

smiles perked up a bit, she had missed the dark scary man. she actually smiled brightly at him. for some reason he always seemed to know what was going on and it made her feel a bit safer somehow. she took one of the chocolate bars that the reaper had given her from her pocket and handed it to him.

Marine raised his eyebrow at Keen. "good to see you again. and we dont plan on staying in the city very long, so hopefully we can avoid the Z if we just get moving" he directed his words at the other two and smiles. she nodded and got on the back of her bike, letting her eyes linger a bit on medic before she tore them away.

Reaper smiled as the young girl got on her back. He looked at the half breed and threw him the keys to his back. "Go on a head there's still something i need to do." he said moving quickly to his bike. he pulled out enough food to last him a day our to and the bag of explosives. He toke his scythe and folded it down folding it at three places so that it would fit on the side of his bag. He would need to move fast. "Ill catch up" he shouted and than disappeared between to buidlings.

Medic wasn't so concerned with everyone's plans for leaving. He went to the back of the building and found the hose, just where Keen had said it would be. Even better - it worked. He got the blood off, managing to keep his as dry as he could. His shirt however was a lost cause and he threw it aside.. When he came back around he retrieved his long coat and looked it over - there was a bit of splatter, but it was clean enough, so he put it on and did up a few of the buttons. He felt rather silly, but it would have to do until he found himself another shirt.
He clapped Keen on the shoulder, "Nice to see you could make it." It was a bit of a sarcastic remark, but there was sincerity in it. He'd felt rather guilty about leaving him behind. He then saw that Reeper had vanished, "Although it seams to scared of our latest add on..." He slipped a cigarette into his mouth and offered Keen one as well.

He took the chocolate from Smiles and nodded in thanks, giving him on version of what someone would probably call a smile. He looked around and ignored the others question about the RV, whatever the hell that was. "Sounds good, we need to get going, when I was on my way over here they were waking up to investigate." He adjusted his pack one last time and gave the bikes a wary look. He had heard of them, but had never had any personal experience with the sound machines.

Smiles saw Medic come back and put his jacket on without a shirt what a shame she thought as he buttoned it up. she started up her bike and nodded to marine, who also started his up and headed out. He spotted a possibly problematic little horde of Z. he swerved to avoid them, looking back to make sure smiles did as well. "they are starting to notice" he shouted back at her.

Medic looked over at Keen, "Can't drive?" He knew they would be able to catch up to the others. "Just get on." He cocked his head to indicate the back of his own bike. "I can teach you later, but not if we're dead." He revved up the motor, noticing a few freaks as he did. He looked back at Keen, "Now. Or we don't make it."

Keen nodded and jumped onto the back of the bike,"I'll take care of any that get to close to us." Grabbing onto to Medic to keep from falling off as they speed off towards where the others were. Keen smirked as he kicked one in the face as they drove by and reached the others, taking off, and heading to hopefully something better.

Marine and Smiles sped through the city, weaving in and out of buildings, cars and even a few Z. marine looked back and saw keen and the medic following close behind, but no sign of reaper. "well isnt that unfortunate" he sped up a bit and caught up with smiles, they were nearly at the edge of town and the vast nothing was in sight. maybe we can actually survive this if we head into the country he thought and checked all his gauges, making sure everything was in order. "you doing alright kid?" he shouted at smiles, who nodded back.

It took Medic and Keen a few minutes with the extra weight to the one bike, but they finally caught up. Medic matched speeds with Marine and shouted, "Think we should wait at the edge for Reeper?"

Keen shook his head,"We shouldn't wait around for him out in the open. He went off on his own, let him be." He looked around, keeping an eye out for anything that might decide to come and play.

Marine sped his bike up and smiles followed suit. He could already tell the atmosphere was changing, becoming steadily more dangerous as the zombies were woken from their hibernation and made their way toward the noise. of course the bikes were much fast than them, but unlike a car, if a few got in the way they couldn't just run them over and move on. It would be tricky if enough of them got ahead and they had to change courses, Marine wasn't even sure if they would be able to make it from this city to the next, or even get out to the open space between where there was a smaller chance of there being any zombies.

On his way into town, Reaper had passed an old RV on the side of the road. When he had inspected it he found that one of the hoses was torn, Since at the time he hadn't had anyway to fix it he ignored it, that is till the dark member of the group had made a comment about the bikes.

Reaper moved quickly not slowing for any of the freaks that stood in his ways, He dispatched any of them that blocked his way but left the others be, Knowing he could easily out run them. It didn't take him long to reach the RV he quickly grabbed a bottle of water, and the role of duck tape out of his bag and than threw it into the RV. He Opened the engine compartment, taped up the hose and refilled the radiator. Reaper closed the hood and turned around.

A Freak was on him before he could react. He felt the cold teeth break through his skin, his vision starting to grow red from pain Reaper placed his revolver against the freaks head and blew it away.

The Bleeding was bad, the freak had taken a nice chunk out of his lower left arm. Moving into the RV Reaper quickly removed his coat and his shirt and tearing it into stripes made a bandage. Reaper Climbed into the drives seat and attempted to start the Rv but at first it didn't want to start but on his third try it finally started. " MOTHER FUCKING EUREKA" Reaper shouted. He was even happier when he saw that the gas tank was almost full. "HELL YEAH" Reaper shouted as he put it in drive and heard the very pleasing Crunch as he ran over two freaks.

Reaper floored it as he attempted to catch up to the others. Reaper found the rest of the group traveling on a parallel road to the one he was on. he looked ahead of them. "Mother fucker.." Reaper saw a large group of freaks starting massing about a mile ahead of the bikers. "Well I guess i would have to test this old girl sooner or later" He sighed to himself, Pushing the old Rv to its limits Reaper pulled in front of the group and than crossed over so that he was directly in front of the bikers. A sickening smile came across his face as he slammed head first into the group he started Humming loudly to himself creating a symphony with the moans, groans, and screams of the freaks as he plowed through the group letting the bikers ride safely in his wake.

When Reaper believed it was safe enough to he pulled over. Leaving the engine on and his shirt off, He went in to the storage area in the back of the Rv and lowered the gate. he stood in the shadows humming as he looked the group over.

Stepping into the Light Reapers grotesque body. He was quite fit and had a well developed muscle structure, yet his entire upper body was covered with scars most where crescent shaped scars, there were main several places where large chunks of flesh had be bitten away and now there was just large disgusting scars. he also had a few scars here and there from the wars. Reaper smiled as he saw their reactions to his body and to the seeming increase in the blood running down his arm.

Marine skidded to a halt and looked over the man. he had clearly been bitten many times, yet he hadn't become one of them. Either he was incredibly lucky or they had been wrong about the bites. His eyes grew wide as he thought of Leo.

Smiles wanted to draw her gun but found she couldnt bring herself to. her hand flew over her mouth and her eyes teared up thinking about what she had done. She looked back at marine and could tell he was thinking the same thing.

"busted up pretty bad" said marine trying to sound casual "but thnk you for saving our asses"

Reaper smiled at him, " You could say I fought tooth and nail." Noticing her reaction Reaper steadied himself ready for any possible attacks from the silent girl. Without taking his eyes off the girl he replied to the Marine," It was my pleasure, Now if you would be so kind as to hurry and load you bikes into the Rolling Hotel of Dooooooom here, I am going to do a quick check of the front, I do believe I added a few new Hood ornaments." With a strong flick of his wrist Reaper unfolded his scythe, and than humming to himself walked down the ramp and around towards the front of the RV.

John had very little words to say when he saw the bite marks covering Reaper, though the thoughts it sent whirling through his mind nearly made him dizzy. All he could do was somehow manage to get off his bike and walk over to stand next to Smiles. Without a word he just rested his hand on her shoulder, hoping the look on his face was enough of an apology for what she must be feeling at what she had done a few days before.
He himself knew how heavy the burden was: when you found out someone could have been saved. It were those faces more than any others that haunted him at night and he wanted more than anything to be able to take that weight away form her.