~*~Genetically High RP (Role Play)~*~Unlike Any Other! {Restart!}~*~

Kim smiled at them teasing each other, she could distinctly remember her older brothers doing the exact same thing, to each other and occasionally to her. but her smile faded. she missed them. She put more arrows in a different quiver and looked towards Garret. "How many arrows do you have?" She asked pulling another one out and cringing at the squelching sound it made.
 
Kim smiled at them teasing each other, she could distinctly remember her older brothers doing the exact same thing, to each other and occasionally to her. but her smile faded. she missed them. She put more arrows in a different quiver and looked towards Garret. "How many arrows do you have?" She asked pulling another one out and cringing at the squelching sound it made.
Garret looked down at the arrows he held with his hurt arm. "50" He said after a moment
 
A slight frown creased her forehead. "That's weird, i should only have 72.... maybe some of them aren't mine." She thought out loud. despite her best efforts, she could feel herself clamming up "Mine have black shafts." She said. No one she knew took the time to paint their arrow shafts a different color so they could tell the difference. "And...." She continued "A few I've.... seen are broken." Not talking when she felt the waver in her voice that would make he stutter making strange gaps in her talking..
 
(No, she has not sent me anything yet.... :pop )
Dirk's face went red again as he heard Kat reply to what he had assumed were silent thoughts. He took a look out the back of the store and found a small cargo van parked behind the building. He tried opening the door and luckily it was unlocked. He looked around inside but didn't find anything of much use, though the van itself would definitely be helpful if they could get it started. He called out (both into the gun store and across the street towards the rest of the group) "Hey, does anyone know how to hotwire a vehicle? There's a van over here we could use to bring the supplies back!"
Miki raised her hand. "I do! I'm really great with electronics and hacking and engineering and stuff." She said, then blushed when she realized she was talking pretty loud.
(I do that all the time. I talk way too loud and don't even mean to)
 
A slight frown creased her forehead. "That's weird, i should only have 72.... maybe some of them aren't mine." She thought out loud. despite her best efforts, she could feel herself clamming up "Mine have black shafts." She said. No one she knew took the time to paint their arrow shafts a different color so they could tell the difference. "And...." She continued "A few I've.... seen are broken." Not talking when she felt the waver in her voice that would make he stutter making strange gaps in her talking..
Garret knelt in a clear spot and started sorting the arrows into two piles, one that was hers and one that wasn't. "Alright" His mother stuttered so he recognized the signs, and ignored it as he had been taught to ignore his mother's
 
Garret knelt in a clear spot and started sorting the arrows into two piles, one that was hers and one that wasn't. "Alright" His mother stuttered so he recognized the signs, and ignored it as he had been taught to ignore his mother's
(had to figure out how to reply to this... sorry it took so long.... I'm getting slower :/)
Kim forced a smile. "Thanks." He shrugged her left shoulder, the scratch was starting to bug her, though it wasn't any major pain. She looked at the pile of arrows that Garret had sorted. She smiled thanks again and counted her arrows. She was missing about a dozen, but she wasn't really up to finding them at the moment. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, she thanked Garret again and went inside, feeling somehow a little shaky. She began to head down towards the infirmary. They might need help that even she could provide.
 
(had to figure out how to reply to this... sorry it took so long.... I'm getting slower :/)
Kim forced a smile. "Thanks." He shrugged her left shoulder, the scratch was starting to bug her, though it wasn't any major pain. She looked at the pile of arrows that Garret had sorted. She smiled thanks again and counted her arrows. She was missing about a dozen, but she wasn't really up to finding them at the moment. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, she thanked Garret again and went inside, feeling somehow a little shaky. She began to head down towards the infirmary. They might need help that even she could provide.
"Your welcome" He told her and watched her go, then turned back to Noa.
Noa stood grinning at him, almost laughing "Garret"
"Don't start, Noa" He told her, cheeks reddening
"And Kim" Noa finished, grinning at his embarrassment "You like her."
Garret shook his head and gathered the other arrows. they could be useful later. He did not look at Noa as he turned to go back inside.
Noa grinned and followed, glad to be able to get back at him so soon for teasing her about Richard
 
"Umm... looks like a early 2000s or so GMC; its over here behind the Ammu-Nation."


Wes nodded. "Okay." He left the cart and went back to it. He took out his pocket knife and opened the compartment under the steering wheel. Wes grabbed the correct wires and touched them together a couple times. The 5 time he touched them it started. "I got it started!" He yelled back to the rest of the group and slowly drove it to where they were meeting.
 

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