«We Could Be Legends»

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Toby was silent. He did think Frosty was born a talking chicken. That must've been terrible. The poor bird. "Stay close behind me. The Pure could still be here." He said to Frosty, turning the safety on his gun off.

Jessi glanced around. "What are we waiting for? Let's go." She said. "But first we need to figure out the car problem. Who will go in who's car?"

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Toby entered the Multitude, ready to shoot any Pure member there. He froze, and stared at the bodies that covered the ground. He knelt by the closest one a checked for a pulse, finding nothing. He stood back up and carefully picked his way through the room, trying not to step on the bodies. He searched the other rooms on the first floor for anyone that might sneak out and attack him or Frosty. He entered into the main lobby. "Hey guys? I'm not seeing any Pure people. Or at least not alive ones." He said, nudging a body in the familiar Pure outfit with his foot. "There's a lot of dead people. I'll see if any of them are still alive. I didn't find any survivors, but I only looked on the first floor. They could have left, or they could be hiding on a different floor." Or they're all dead already. He walked around the room, checking for pulses.

Frosty, who was trying hard to keep his eyes off the bodies of his coworkers, looked up. "Who are you talking to?" After hearing Toby's next statement, he shifted his feet, stepping over an outstretched arm. "There.. probably aren't many.. survivors. The Pure... They usually try to kill everyone they can. Unless they took prisoners..." his voice faltered and he had to pause before continuing. "Did you... Have you seen Leona?"

"I have enough van space and weaponry to outfit you all," Indigo called from the van she was leaning against, the Multitude van of course.

"Weaponry?" Peter asked the empty air. Of course, so we can kill more people. I can't believe the police haven't got here yet.

 

[Amer]

Sherri walked back to the van, calculating which spot that other cat kid was least likely to sit by. The very front! Sherri stepped through the door and planted her bottom on the luxury leather in the first row.

 

[Amer]

Frosty, who was trying hard to keep his eyes off the bodies of his coworkers, looked up. "Who are you talking to?" After hearing Toby's next statement, he shifted his feet, stepping over an outstretched arm. "There.. probably aren't many.. survivors. The Pure... They usually try to kill everyone they can. Unless they took prisoners..." his voice faltered and he had to pause before continuing. "Did you... Have you seen Leona?"

"Weaponry?" Peter asked the empty air. Of course, so we can kill more people. I can't believe the police haven't got here yet.

Sherri overheard, a random inconvenience of cat hearing. "Yes, weaponry!" she called brightly. "But Indigo is more likely to use a cocktail spear to fight than use that super high-tech gun thingie she got in a holster in her waist," she added, as though that was supposed to make him feel better. It's actually pretty painful to get poked by a cocktail spear.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Frosty, who was trying hard to keep his eyes off the bodies of his coworkers, looked up. "Who are you talking to?" After hearing Toby's next statement, he shifted his feet, stepping over an outstretched arm. "There.. probably aren't many.. survivors. The Pure... They usually try to kill everyone they can. Unless they took prisoners..." his voice faltered and he had to pause before continuing. "Did you... Have you seen Leona?"

"Weaponry?" Peter asked the empty air. Of course, so we can kill more people. I can't believe the police haven't got here yet.

"Well, I was talking to you and Indigo." Toby said. "I sometimes can't even remember my own name, let alone what some chick I've seen for less than five minutes looks like." He paused. "Sorry, that came out a lot harsher than I intended. Are you okay? I'm sure I can deal with whatever is in here if you want to step outside for a few minutes." He said softly, crouched down by Frosty.

 

[HeavensHens88]

Wolfram snorted, crossing his arms across his chest. "Sor-ry. Do you want us all to be poisoned and killed? I mean, you'd like it if I was dead, surely, but what about Brisa, or River or Alice?"

Bleddyn shrugged, not letting how much the word dead was affecting her be evident. "Guess not," she agreed calmly, but still made no move back toward either car.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Bleddyn shrugged, not letting how much the word dead was affecting her be evident. "Guess not," she agreed calmly, but still made no move back toward either car.

Wolfram stared at her unblinkingly, his icy blue eyes locked on her. "Well then, go. Or come with me, I don't mind." He jerked his head at his car, straightening up. He tilted his head slightly, as if trying to read her emotions. "Unless, you don't want to come."

 

[HeavensHens88]

Wolfram stared at her unblinkingly, his icy blue eyes locked on her. "Well then, go. Or come with me, I don't mind." He jerked his head at his car, straightening up. He tilted his head slightly, as if trying to read her emotions. "Unless, you don't want to come."

"How'd my mom and dad come?" Bleddyn queried, rocking to and fro indecisively. She wasn't about to go ask them herself and subject herself to maddening embrace.

 

[RiverStorm]

Frosty, who was trying hard to keep his eyes off the bodies of his coworkers, looked up. "Who are you talking to?" After hearing Toby's next statement, he shifted his feet, stepping over an outstretched arm. "There.. probably aren't many.. survivors. The Pure... They usually try to kill everyone they can. Unless they took prisoners..." his voice faltered and he had to pause before continuing. "Did you... Have you seen Leona?"

"Weaponry?" Peter asked the empty air. Of course, so we can kill more people. I can't believe the police haven't got here yet.

"Right here, Frosty."
Leona strode in, her face smeared with blood dripping down from a jagged cut over her right eyebrow, spilling crimson over her tan face until it was stained red. "Glad you're good. We ain't got many fresh."

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"How'd my mom and dad come?" Bleddyn queried, rocking to and fro indecisively. She wasn't about to go ask them herself and subject herself to maddening embrace.

"Dunno. I was to busy fighting my physcotic father to figure that out." Wolfram replied, biting out the words through clenched teeth.

 

[HeavensHens88]

"Dunno. I was to busy fighting my physcotic father to figure that out." Wolfram replied, biting out the words through clenched teeth.

"Oh." Bleddyn winced, easily picking up on all the dark tension behind his words. He was telling her something severe had happened without voicing it.
Do I really even want to know? "...you guys ran into him again?"